Whenever their lower halves would smack together, Na-Yool’s juice would spill out with a squirt. As he pushed his way into her particularly soft and noisy wet insides, Si-Jin whispered that all these dirty noises were hers.
Na-Yool flinched and sobbed. The liquid flew out between her legs and went down her thighs and wet her stockings.
She swayed her hips to his thrust. As soon as she firmly tightened on the passage of his penis, she heard Si-Jin swear in a low voice,“Ah, fuck…”
His voice felt distant. Full with unbearable pleasure, she soon climaxed once again.
Si-jin convulsed violently and pumped in the tight space a few more tis. And finally, ejaculated as he reached her deepest depths.
Their rough breaths mixed as their warm scent perated the air…
After laying on her for so ti, Si-Jin raised his body. The feeling of the foreign body escaping from below, that loss, was rather unfamiliar. Both their breathing and scent now remained as their own as they parted.
At last, Na-Yool looked around his office, bright like broad daylight. She did not realize all lights were on until she finished her business. It said enough about how badly she had been carried away.
To think I was sticking out my ass at the President in such an open place fully lit…
Her face burned up. She had heard his threat-like proposition on Monday but hadn’t yet got even close to sleeping with him in a bed. If they did, it was very likely they would do it beast style.
… What have I done… A shaful sense of reality hit her belatedly. A very heavy sense of reality.
As if he couldn’t care less about how she felt, Si-Jin got rid of the used condom and steadily cleaned his lower half. Na-Yool only gave it a side-eye, but it was still disgustingly big. Despicable.
She tried to deny the emptiness she felt now that the sensation of him filling her insides was gone. Her inner thighs were all slippery with the sweet juice, but like Si-Jin said, at least it was hers. As he did not seem willing to properly finish things off, she squird her body to stand up with the intention to quickly get away from here.
“Are you okay?”
He was not exactly affectionate, but despite asking out of courtesy, he sounded quite sincere. When he asked about it, Na-Yool felt like she was being a bit needy about her own self, but in any case, she needed soone to hold onto. Even if it was Si-Jin, the very sa culprit behind her current lack of strength.
“It’s alright. Now that I am standing-…”
Nothing could get more embarrassing than the hand that gently wiped her crotch with a tissue. Taken off guard, Na-Yool lightly stumbled, but Si-Jin promptly grabbed her waist while he ticulously wiped all her folds.
His face was calm with no sign of any mischief and displayed only his usual detachnt as if he was just doing his job.
…He looks different than when he blabbers whatever he wants to my face…
Although he had a shitty personality, could it be that he was that affectionate to his won?
Or was he also ‘that’ affectionate with won he just slept a few tis with…
“What about your stockings?”
“I will throw them away. They got wet.”
The hand that was about to help her roll her stockings up, just took them off. Like an obsession, another thought ca laying up on top of the previous one.
A woman. Another woman. Si-Jin’s forr…
You’re crazy, Kim Na-Yool.
Nevertheless, as she looked down at his hands that took off her shoes and stockings one by one and placed her bare feet on his knees so as to not touch ground, she beca sowhat annoyed.
It was because it was incongruous that, despite not being very skillful nor a natural at it, he was capable of such consideration with that shitty temper of his. For so reason, his consideration was unwelcod.
Why? she asked herself.
She really could not understand, why? Why was that incongruity such a big deal? Whether Kwon Si-Jin had previously t or would et with a hundred or a thousand of won, that is to say, no matter how much he had slept around, why was she making a big deal out of it?
It’s not like we are in a relationship or anything.
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