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All she could feel was the intense pleasure that seemed like it would explode her stomach with a bang. A tingling shiver shook her body.

“Ahh, ah, I’m c*mming, uh, I’m c*mming…”

“When you c*m, huh, what did I say?”

“Uh, ah! Do-yoon, Do-yoon-ah…”

“That’s right, good girl.”

With a gentle kiss on the forehead, Do-yoon lowered his hand to feel her cl*toris. Above the hole stretched tight as if it would tear, the swollen cl*toris trembled finely. As he explored it with his fingertips and hit inside hard, Ji-an fluttered her eyelashes and let out a cry.

“Ah, Do-yoon, ah, I’m, I’m c*mming, Do-yoon-ahh!”

How obedient. 

Her shiny eyes wet with moisture, calling out to him pitifully, looked beautiful. As a reward, Do-yoon filled Ji-an’s inside with thick s*men.

The liquid mixed with sperm and love juice flowed messily out of the narrow v*gina.

He held Ji-an’s waist and turned his hips slowly. With the intention of pouring in every last drop inside.

With shallow thrusts, the clumps of s*men dripped down the sh*ft in large amounts. Certainly, not having released for a few days increased the amount. He scooped up the sticky s*men and put it into Ji-an’s mouth.

At that, Ji-an’s pretty forehead furrowed deeply.

“Ugh, what is this? It’s bitter. Why do you feed me this?”

“It’s precious. I held back thinking of you.”

“What, ha, just, take it out now.”

Squelchh, the c*ck lodged inside her, even after releasing its load, showed no sign of coming out. Ji-an narrowed her eyes suspiciously. According to what she read, it should shrink after *jaculating. Instead of shrinking, it felt even more swollen, as if it absorbed the s*men. Last time, she thought it was because she was drunk, but is this how it’s supposed to be?

Watching Ji-an’s face full of questions, Do-yoon chuckled mockingly.

He reached out and roughly tore open the buttons of Ji-an’s blouse. The buttons flew into the air like butterflies, and immediately the blouse was violently stripped off.

Even so, as he moved his hips, Ji-an couldn’t even make a clumsy protest. She hurriedly covered her chest with her hands, but somehow, her bra had come undone and dangled. Do-yoon grabbed the flapping bra and tossed it aside.

“Why are you covering up, darling? It’s mine now.”

“Darling?”

“Yeah. Or should I call you by name, Ji-an?”

For Ji-an, who had never been in a relationship, this was all too fast. She couldn’t adapt to this lack of distance. No, even kissing below the waist before dating was absurd. Do-yoon bit her n*pple and chewed it gently with his teeth. Once again, a tingling sensation flowed down her spine.

“Really, ah, you, jerk.”

“You’re just too innocent. Such a nerd.”

His firm fingers kneaded her soft n*pples, then crushed them as if to squeeze them. The sharp pain and inexplicable pleasure tingled her waist. Ji-an frowned and bit her lips. Do-yoon supported her waist with his hands and lifted her onto him.

Squelch, his c*ck, slick with s*men, plunged deep inside. The penetration, reaching her cervix, made Ji-an struggle to brace herself against Do-yoon’s chest. Her b*ttocks twitched uncontrollably.

“Ha, ha, it’s deep, uh.”

“You like it deep. Ha, good. Shake your br*asts. Prettily, darling.”

Thud, thud, the sofa creaked with his thrusts. Her small b*ttocks bounced, and Ji-an, supporting herself on Do-yoon’s shoulders, made a pained face. She felt like she would die from exhaustion, yet also from pleasure.

It was her first time experiencing this. Her first time with such a man. Her first time feeling this way.

Do-yoon, laden with piercings, looked up at her and smiled. The tattoo glimpsed through his shirt collar was alluring.

Oh, really. To think her type was a man like this. Amidst the mess, her heart pounded strangely. Ji-an hesitated for a moment before leaning down to kiss him.

Their soft lips rubbed together and gently parted. Unlike her clumsy, fumbling tongue, Do-yoon’s tongue skillfully explored her mouth. The sensation of their tongues intertwining like a snake in heat was so good.

“Mm, mm, uh-huh!”

“You really like kissing. Ha, I like it too. Open your mouth more.”

“Ah, ah!”

The entwined tongues seemed to invade her brain. Squelch, squelch, the thick head of his c*ck scraped her s*men-coated walls thoroughly. Plunging like a shovel, the sticky liquid flowed continuously.

Squelch, squelch, his c*ck pounded as if to pierce her stomach, making Ji-an’s hips twitch. She didn’t even know where she felt it, unable to match the rhythm, her movements clumsy. Do-yoon hugged her tightly, thrusting fiercely.

Ji-an, clinging to him, trembled all over, letting out hazy moans. Her slender body had no strength, yet her slick walls squeezed his sh*ft like wringing a rag. Do-yoon narrowed his eyes, his throat vibrating.

“Inside, it’s so wet. Ah, it feels good. Jian.”

“Uh, uh, Do-yoon, I think I’m going to c*m, ah, Do-yoon, Han Do-yoon…!”

“Cum, like crazy. Like pee.”

Smooch, smooch. He kissed Ji-an’s lips, cheeks, and ears, all over her face, while pounding fiercely. The movement of his d*ck twitching beyond their joined lower bellies was distinctly felt.

Her belly was flat, yet her hips and chest were plump, which was nice. He squeezed her soft b*ttocks as if wringing them out and thrust quickly and shallowly. Squelch, squelch. The sound of water splashed loudly.

The thigh tucked against her side trembled with convulsions, and soon Ji-an let out a crying sound. With a thud! The d*ck that hit hard inside released s*men in a rush. It was early for him to come.

Perhaps because her p*ssy felt so good, when Ji-an called his name with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, goosebumps rose on his nape, and a corner of his chest ached.

It was his first time feeling this way.

Do-yoon sucked on Ji-an’s lips, which were weakly parted. Ji-an looked distressed at the d*ck that showed no sign of pulling out. Even her tearful face was absurdly cute. 

Why is she so cute? Even though she’s older.

“Is it over now? Uh, uh? I have to go to work tomorrow.”

“What do you mean over? We’ve only done it twice.”

Still? 

At his words, Ji-an opened her mouth blankly. Do-yoon flashed a sly smile at her innocent face. His dimples annoyingly deepened.

“I’ll fill you up until you get pregnant.”

“What, what, don’t, ah!”

He pulled the hand that was feebly pushing against his chest and moved his waist with a thrust. The sight of her face turning pale blue was cute, and Do-yoon decided to tell her later that he had a vasectomy. Ji-an’s trembling hands eventually gripped Do-yoon’s shoulders tightly.

It was the right choice. If she hadn’t done that, she would have fallen off. Hanging in the air, Ji-an hugged Do-yoon tightly, panting heavily.

For a moment, she wondered if she had made a mistake by agreeing to date him, but that doubt quickly dissipated like smoke due to the d*ck pounding against her inner walls.

Ah, whatever.

For now, she would just enjoy the pleasure that tingled down her spine. Ji-an hugged the broad back of the man tightly. His embrace was hot and firm, enough to melt her reason away.

Outside, the night was still in full swing.