She felt like she couldn’t breathe. The massive shaft felt as if it was not only filling her body, but also her soul. Sohwa couldn’t move at all.
“You keep saying no, but your pussy says otherwise, doesn’t it? Look, it’s already clenching around my cock like this.”
After teasing Sohwa and climaxing once on his own, he thrust back in, white semen dripping, eagerly anticipating his second release.
“Ugh....”
When he bent over her, the penetration deepened. His broad chest pressed against her back.
“Ah... Hmm... Ahhh! Oh!”
The pressure on her cervix sent shivers down her spine.
“Don’t you ever compliment another man in front of me. Especially about their looks.”
Dohwi’s rough tongue licked up her delicate nape.
“I should be the only ‘man’ in your life, honey.”
What was he talking about? Sohwa, disoriented, cried out in pleasure as he thrust deeply inside her.
‘He’s talking about the Imoogi. That damned Imoogi was the problem.‘
