[Incest] Creating a friendly family 678 (Aunt Seonju, Suah, Seyoung) (on the dining table)

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“Get on top of Soo-ah just like that!”

Shi-woo orders Seon-ju Imo to climb onto Soo-ah’s body.

Without a word, Seon-ju Imo steps onto a chair and climbs onto the table, hikes up her skirt, and covers Soo-ah’s body as if flipping her own body over.

Her face is now between Soo-ah’s spread thighs.

Below Seon-ju Imo’s face, Soo-ah’s glistening, parted pussy lips are positioned.

“Do it!”

Just like he did with Se-young, Shi-woo’s command is issued to Seon-ju Imo once again.

Without hesitation, Seon-ju Imo shoves her tongue between Soo-ah’s flesh.

And like digging, she parts the flesh, scooping out the grains of rice mashed and trapped inside.

Once she gets somewhat used to it, Seon-ju Imo covers Soo-ah’s labia with her lips, pressing down on the flesh around the labia as if to squeeze out the foreign matter inside.

“Suroop chuup suap soop! Soo-ahp!”

The sound of Seon-ju Imo sucking on Soo-ah’s pussy fills the kitchen space, echoing loudly.

Meanwhile, she slightly lifts the skirt covering her ass, then lowers her pelvis so that the crack of her crotch lightly touches Soo-ah’s lips.

“Churoop chuap haap aaaam! Hauuum!”

Soo-ah’s lewd sounds are also heard from the crack of Seon-ju Imo’s lower crotch.

The two, mother and daughter, are tasting the nutrients packed into each other’s vaginas.

Shi-woo brings his condom-covered penis forward to Seon-ju Imo’s face.

Shi-woo’s penis slides down Seon-ju Imo’s face and onto Soo-ah’s mounds.

Shi-woo gently rubs the area around Soo-ah’s mound, where Seon-ju Imo’s lips are attached, with the shaft of his penis.

Usually, he would try to push his penis into Seon-ju Imo’s mouth or into Soo-ah’s crack, but…

As if he doesn’t really care, Shi-woo doesn’t try to wedge his penis between Seon-ju Imo’s lips and Soo-ah’s mound, or force them open.

Shi-woo simply rubs his penis lightly against Seon-ju Imo’s cheeks and around her lips, and against Soo-ah’s mound and thighs.

Because of this, Seon-ju Imo doesn’t take her lips off Soo-ah’s crotch mound, nor does she try to take Shi-woo’s penis into her mouth.

Saliva and vaginal fluids flowing from Seon-ju Imo’s mouth are being applied to Shi-woo’s penis.

More precisely, to the outer surface of the condom covering his penis…

From the moment Seon-ju Imo arrived home and put on the condom she had in her bag…

No, perhaps from the moment he confirmed that his younger sisters were wearing anal plugs at the cafe, Shi-woo was now trying to do something very important that he had decided on.

Without any explanation or warning about what he was about to do, Shi-woo slightly pushes Soo-ah’s legs, which are spread to the side, upwards.

Soo-ah’s pelvis lifts slightly, naturally exposing her chrysanthemum flower upwards.

Soo-ah’s anus, already soaked with the fluids that flowed down from the front…

Every time Seon-ju Imo’s mouth makes a slurping sound to suck the food out of the vaginal opening, Soo-ah’s anus twitches cutely in response.

Shi-woo brings his knee forward to support Soo-ah’s pelvis, then firmly raises his index finger and brings it to her anus.

As the tip of Shi-woo’s firmly raised finger touches Soo-ah’s butthole, she tries to close her legs as if startled.

However, Soo-ah is very flustered, as it seems difficult to control her legs, which are lifted in the air and spread apart.

Shi-woo uses his thumb and index finger to spread the wrinkles of her chrysanthemum flower to the left and right.

Her soft, peach-colored inner flesh slightly reveals itself within the spread wrinkles.

Shi-woo brings the tip of his penis to that peach-colored inner flesh.

Shi-woo’s penis, wrapped in Soo-ah’s spread wrinkles, begins to dig in.

“Hauuuuum!”

Soo-ah makes a groan as if she’s in pain, tightening her wrinkles as if to block Shi-woo’s penis.

Shi-woo puts strength into his waist and tries to break through her tight grip.

Jigeok gigeok gigeok!

Shi-woo’s glans pushes through her wrinkles, digging into her flesh.

“Haaaaaaaoop!”

A groan different from when he pushed his penis through the flesh in the front is mixed with her breath, erupting stimulatingly.

Even though she was wearing an anal plug, trying to play right away in just one day seemed a bit reckless.

Moreover, her frame seems too small to accept Shi-woo’s unusually large thing in the back.

The tip of Shi-woo’s glans was resting inside her wrinkled flesh.

However, he couldn’t guarantee whether her anal wrinkles and sphincter would be able to handle Shi-woo’s size if he pushed it in any further…

Moreover, Shi-woo didn’t intend to end this sadistic play with just simple insertion.

Shi-woo was planning to repeatedly insert into her butthole and drive her to climax until Soo-ah fainted.

Perhaps Shi-woo’s thoughts were conveyed to Soo-ah through his energy?

Unlike before, she was trembling as if she was overwhelmed by some precarious premonition.

That precarious and ominous trembling of Soo-ah’s seemed to have been clearly conveyed to Seon-ju Imo as well.

At that moment, Seon-ju Imo takes her lips off Soo-ah’s mound…

“S, Shi-woo-ya, just a moment!”

Seon-ju Imo urgently calls out to Shi-woo, who was trying to push his penis in by putting strength into his pelvis, as if to stop him.

“Why?”

Shi-woo looks down at Seon-ju Imo and asks indifferently, with a low and calm voice.

“T, that… Soo-ah… doesn’t seem quite ready yet…”

Seon-ju Imo looks up at Shi-woo and tries to tell him about Soo-ah’s situation, who is not yet ready.

“What if she’s not ready?!”

Shi-woo retorts, as if sarcastically twisting Seon-ju Imo’s words.

“Uh, uh?… That… she, she might get hurt…”

Seon-ju Imo stutters, momentarily flustered by Shi-woo’s sarcastic words, not knowing how to continue.

“What about getting hurt? What’s wrong with that?! You can get hurt doing this kind of thing! Isn’t that right? Did you tell me you’d leave Soo-ah to me without even being prepared or resolved for that?!”

“You even arbitrarily wrote up a slave contract, betting on unborn children before?!”

Shi-woo said with a contemptuous smile, provoking and mocking Seon-ju Imo.

“Shi… Shi-woo-ya… please…!”

Seon-ju Imo lowers her head and speaks to Shi-woo as if begging.

“Ha! You fucking bitch…!”

Shi-woo scoffs in disbelief and spits out profanity.

“Please… please… just forgive me once…”

Seon-ju Imo was pleading with Shi-woo, begging for her daughter with a desperate voice.

“Lift your head! Look here!”

Shi-woo pulled his waist back and commanded Seon-ju Imo with an annoyed voice.

Seon-ju Imo carefully lifts her lowered head and looks at Shi-woo as if trying to make eye contact with a pitiful gaze.

Chaltssak!

At that moment, Shi-woo slaps Seon-ju Imo’s cheek with his palm!

“Haaht!”

Seon-ju Imo shrinks her neck as she’s slapped on the cheek, stopping her breath as if frozen in shock.

“What kind of Imo talks to her nephew like that?! I’ve been talking nicely since a while ago, haven’t I!? Still resisting until the end! You fucking bitch!”

Shi-woo threatened Seon-ju Imo with an angry voice, speaking roughly.

“I’m sorry… ha, just forgive me once…”

Seon-ju Imo changes her tone and speaks again as if earnestly begging.

“What are you sorry for? Forgive you for what? I’m just going to do whatever I want!”

Shi-woo said with a cold and resolute voice, as if making an irreversible declaration.

“Heueueu… heueueuk… heuuht…!”

Seon-ju Imo belatedly strokes her cheek and makes a sobbing sound.

Shi-woo grabs Seon-ju Imo’s hair with his hand, preventing her from lowering her head.

“Why, you fucking bitch! Are you going to give yourself to me instead of Soo-ah?”

Shi-woo whispered lowly, as if cornering her, with a mocking tone.

“Yes… hikkeuk… euung… ha, I will… instead of Soo-ah… heueuk…”

Seon-ju Imo answers with a sobbing voice.

After hearing Seon-ju Imo’s answer, Shi-woo stared at her for a moment without saying anything.

A moment of silence, and then the corners of his lips slowly rise.

That smile contained a cruel amount of composure and clear superiority.

Shi-woo briefly looks at Se-young, who is standing next to him.

Se-young is watching the performance between Seon-ju Imo and Shi-woo on the stage, smiling with a somewhat proud afterglow.

“Se-young, you take care of this!”

Shi-woo points to Soo-ah’s anus and tells Se-young.

“Okay! Got it~”

Se-young nods and answers, then immediately approaches Soo-ah’s crotch area.

Shi-woo carefully gets up on his knees on the table and moves to the side where Seon-ju Imo’s ass and Soo-ah’s face are.

He completely lifts Seon-ju Imo’s skirt, which is covering her ass, and pulls out the fox tail inserted into her anus.

Ppuok!

A sound similar to the one that came from Soo-ah’s anus was also heard from Seon-ju Imo’s anus.

Seon-ju Imo’s open anus is twitching and slowly tightening.

When he lifts the skirt and pulls out the tail, Soo-ah’s face, which is lying underneath, is revealed.