[Incest] Intimate Family Building 705 (Seyoung) (In Front of the Locker Room, Stairs, Siwoo

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Shi-woo deliberately loosens the arm supporting Se-young’s butt slightly.

As Se-young’s body slumps downward, his penis plunges deeper inside her.

“Hauuuut! Shi-woo Oppa~!”

Se-young, startled, instinctively tightens her thighs around Shi-woo’s waist and cries out, tightening her arms around the back of his neck.

Soon, her body trembles as if stiffened.

Shi-woo subtly tightens the arm supporting Se-young’s butt again, supporting her body.

“Haeueueut heueueuek… Haaaaaa…”

Se-young’s body twitches as if she’s barely catching her breath, and she slowly begins to release the strength in her limbs.

However, she can’t completely relax, barely controlling her trembling breath, seemingly teetering precariously between tension and relief.

Shi-woo playfully teases her, loosely releasing and then tightening the arm supporting Se-young’s butt.

Each time he loosens the arm supporting her butt, Se-young’s body, clinging to Shi-woo, tenses up.

“Haeueueung~ Haaaaang… Haaaaang…”

Se-young lets out a whimper mixed with resignation, as if declaring surrender and submission.

Shi-woo arches his pelvis back and then, in an instant, shoves his penis into Se-young’s pussy.

Ssulpeok!

Shi-woo’s penis parts the flesh inside her tightly clenched pussy and digs in as if pushing up her womb.

“Haaaaaat!”

Se-young screams in startled surprise, as if touched by a hot iron, her cry mixed with pain and pleasure.

Shi-woo pulls his hips back and tightens his arm again, lifting her body back to its original state, with his penis half-buried inside her.

“Heueueueu…heu..heueut…heueu…eueung…”

A faint moan escapes Se-young’s lips.

“I’m going up like this! To my room! But if you keep doing that, I might stay up all night like this! Do you know what I mean?”

Holding Se-young’s body close, with his stiff penis inserted inside her, Shi-woo whispers to Se-young in a firm but weighty voice.

Se-young, with her face buried between Shi-woo’s shoulder and neck, nods silently.

“And Se-young, why do you switch between using formal and informal speech with me? Only calling me Master when you feel like it!”

“Didn’t you and Soo-ah give up your inheritance-related rights to make me your Master?”

Shi-woo smiles bitterly, expressing his disappointment and bitterness at Se-young’s attitude, as if she doesn’t fully consider him her Master.

“S-Sorry… Master… Haaat…”

Se-young says, hugging Shi-woo’s neck and burying her face in his shoulder.

As she speaks, Se-young’s pussy contracts momentarily, embracing Shi-woo’s penis tightly.

The sound of thin fabric brushing against each other is heard from behind.

It seemed to be Mom and Se-hee Noona, awakened by Se-young’s moans.

Jyulpeok!

Shi-woo pulls his pelvis back again and plunges his penis deep inside her.

“Haaaaaang!”

Se-young’s head and waist are thrown back, her body heaving.

Then, she clings to Shi-woo’s body again, pulling on the arms around his neck and hugging him tightly.

Shi-woo hugs Se-young for a moment, standing still.

As if reconfirming the fact that no one in the house can stop him now…

From the living room behind, where Mom and Se-hee Noona are, there was no movement or voice trying to stop Shi-woo, or even a hint of disapproval.

Feeling a strange sense of satisfaction, Shi-woo carries Se-young and slowly walks towards the stairs.

As he moves, Se-young’s body dangles in the air.

The sharp scraping of his penis inside her pussy, and the trembling spreading deep inside, seemed to deepen more and more.

“Hauuuuuu… Haaaaaa… Haeueueeum…”

Se-young’s breathing and sighs are heard in Shi-woo’s ear like a soft whisper.

Shi-woo, carrying Se-young, arrives in front of the wooden stairs leading to the second floor.

Shi-woo stretches his foot forward and begins to climb the stairs.

Kung, kung, kung….

As he climbs the stairs, Shi-woo deliberately steps heavily, so that the vibrations are greatly transmitted to the penis buried inside her.

Did the violent vibrations transmit deeply into her interior as Shi-woo intended?

Each time he takes a step, Se-young’s body curls inward, and her pussy tightens around Shi-woo’s penis.

Shi-woo stops when her body trembles violently, and then resumes walking when her breathing and trembling subside.

After repeating this several times, Shi-woo finally reaches the second floor with Se-young.

Se-young’s body was heated by the friction and heat of the combined area.

The sweat on her back made it seem as if she was soaked in tension and excitement.

Se-young’s fluids, flowing down Shi-woo’s testicles and thighs, were secretly leaving a slippery trail on the stairs behind Shi-woo as he carried Se-young.

Shi-woo sweeps his foot across the floor, feeling the warmth and traces that are spreading secretly.

A strangely rising thrill from the floor is tickling and spreading throughout Shi-woo’s body.

Se-young and Shi-woo would now have time alone in the second-floor space, undisturbed by anyone.

Taking a deep breath, Shi-woo carries Se-young and heads straight to his room.

**

Shi-woo’s Room

The door opens, and a quiet, heated silence greets the two.

Shi-woo, holding Se-young in his arms, turns on the room light with his arm.

The brightened room reveals familiar but somehow unfamiliar and different landscapes.

Shi-woo walks to the bed and lies down as if collapsing.

Se-young fell onto the bed with her back against it.

Shi-woo’s body covered her as if attacking her.

As their bodies overlapped and pressed together, Shi-woo’s penis pushed deeper inside Se-young’s body.

“Haaaaaout!”

Se-young wrapped her arms around Shi-woo and let out a heated moan.

Her arms were around Shi-woo’s neck, and her legs were slightly bent upward, positioned around Shi-woo’s waist.

Shi-woo puts his elbows and knees on the bed and adjusts his position with Se-young.

Se-young’s small and slender body is centered on the bed according to Shi-woo’s pelvic movements, which adjust her position.

“Haeung haaa…haeueut…”

Still embracing Shi-woo, Se-young moans, lifting her waist as if responding to Shi-woo’s insertion and adjustment.

Chyureoeoeok!

Shi-woo wraps his knees and thighs around Se-young’s butt as if fixing her swaying waist, and presses his pelvis down.

“Hauuuut haaaaang~ haaaaa…”

The joints connecting Se-young’s groin, pelvis, and legs wrap around Shi-woo’s thighs and lower abdomen as if meshing together.

Shi-woo’s penis is already deeply inserted into Se-young’s pussy…

“Ssulpeok!”

Shi-woo pulls his pelvis back and, in an instant, thrusts his penis into Se-young’s hole as if flicking his waist.

“Haeueueut!”

Se-young’s moans, like juice, burst out, sweetly wetting the surrounding air.

Jyulbeok chyulbeok chyulpeok peok chyupeok cheolpeok!

Shi-woo continues to move his waist as if riding a rhythm, pressing down on Se-young from above.

“Haeung haang haaaang haeut haaaaa~at haat!”

Se-young, caught off guard by Shi-woo’s continuous pounding that started without warning as soon as she lay down on the bed, whimpered and moaned at length as if flustered.

Just as Se-young’s arms and legs strongly embrace Shi-woo’s body and try to stiffen her body in anticipation of the long pounding to come…

Shi-woo suddenly stops his waist, creating a dizzying void as if cutting off pleasure.

“Haeueueueu…haaaaa…haaaaaaa…haeueut”

Like the aftershocks of Shi-woo’s pounding, Se-young’s body trembles as if convulsing, and a subtle thrill spreads.

When the tension slowly releases from Se-young’s body and her strength drains away…

Shi-woo quickly moves his waist, once again bestowing deep pleasure and bewilderment upon her.

Jyulpeok chyulppeok peok peok peok cheolpeok cheolpeok!

As several rapid stiffenings and relaxations are repeated, Se-young stops breathing, as if forgetting even to breathe for a moment, and electrifies her entire body.

This time, Shi-woo really stops moving his waist and pushes up his arms to raise his upper body.

Then he looks down at her face.

“Okay, is that enough now? Tell me! What do I have to do! How can I protect our family!”

“What was Dad going to do to Se-jin Noona? Why did he tell me to wait until midnight? What was the meaning of that? You know everything, don’t you, Se-young?!”

Shi-woo was looking straight down at Se-young’s face and asking the rising questions as if throwing them haphazardly.

Se-young, looking up at Shi-woo with flushed cheeks and half-closed eyes.

Se-young faintly smiles on her face, which is red with heat.