I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 179
Her lips curled in anticipation.
Drawing her long, outstretched legs into his arms, he pulled his cock out and poked it in.
“Ahhhhh!!!”
Zzzzz,
and his cock slammed into her pussy, loosening it even more than before.
“Aaahhh! Aaahhhh!”
I close my eyes and savor it.
I buried my face between her calves and stroked her legs, frantically thrusting my hips.
I can feel the pleasure in my ass.
Every thrust sends goosebumps through my body and drives me crazy.
I want to spend the rest of my life like this, just getting my cock in and out.
“Your pussy just got even tighter, it feels so good.”
“Mmmm, mmmmm...! This could be good... Mmmm...”
The tight fleshy walls, the clenching flesh of my pussy and the sensation of ejaculation.
Maybe it's because I'm in a different position? It seems harder to hold back.
A man has his pride after all. I don't want to cum again just because it's been a while, # Nоvеlight # so I decide to hold out as long as possible.
Fart!
Zap!
“Ouch!”
The goal is to send Go Minyeong away.
The goal is to make her cum before I do.
I remember that she's just as bad as Go Muyeol, so I wonder if she'll cum right away if I pound her some more.
BAH!
“Quack!”
I'm not good at hitting hard,
but mother and daughter like to hit hard.
Go Muyeol likes to get jerked off, and Go Minyeong does too.
“Ugh! You, you, you!”
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“Too hard?!”
“Oh, no.... Jo, okay...!”
She wriggled helplessly as he entered her, and he moved inside her.
It felt good, adding movement to her insides.
“Oh! Come on!”
“Aang! Moo, moo, moo...!”
“Ah, I've gone too far.
I hugged her warmly again and began to fuck her greedily.
I did this for a while, and at some point her pussy started twitching like crazy.
“Mmmm, mmmmm, now, wait...!”
she gasped.
Her body tensed up,
her hips twisted and her mouth opened.
A harbinger of climax.
I slowly release my grip.
And then, ejaculation.
“Hmph!”
“Aaaaaaaaang!!!”
Her pussy tenses.
My cock clenches and spurts out semen.
I wonder if it's an illusion caused by her climax.
Or did she cum after she got my cum.
She and I cum at about the same time.
“Ha, ha, ha.”
The cock goes in and out of her alternately.
It's only my second ejaculation and I start to feel weak, like I've given everything I had.
At times like this, it's best not to move and rub against her.
I spread her legs from side to side again and tilt her upper body.
I think she was bent down about 30 degrees.
Panting from the afterglow of her climax, she suddenly stretches out her hands and embraces me.
In an instant, our lips are on each other.
“Hum, whoop.”
As she kissed me like she was devouring me, she wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed.
She squeezes me hard enough to make me wince in pain, determined not to let go again.
I want it badly.
They become trapped in a dense woman's body, and they violate each other's mouths.
Then, as if on cue, the cock that had just cum stood up, ready to ravage her pussy once again.
Her hips bucked as they kissed.
Her tight waist didn't stop me from slamming into her.
“Hmmm!”
We kissed and fucked in ultra-close contact.
Less range of motion, but more frequency.
“This is it...!
I like to pull out to the glans and let go, then slam it in,
but this is also pretty good.
In fact, it's probably better in terms of savoring the pussy.
“Ooohhh...!”
At one point,
her snorting starts to get worse.
More breaths are coming through her mouth.
Her legs wrapped around my body and her arms tightened.
And her pussy, too.
She's clenching as if she's about to cum, but I hold it in as long as I can and lift her up after her climax passes.
“Haa....”
She opens her mouth, her tongue dangling out, fully engorged.
“I haven't even started yet.... What if you're already exhausted?”
“Ugh...♥.”
I loosened my arms and legs and shifted my position.
I rolled her onto her side slightly, then held one leg in my arms and pounded away.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
I attacked her pussy with a scissor-like motion, savoring the feel of her leg in my arms.
A well-shaped woman's legs are sex in itself. Just holding them increases my excitement level.
After another round of fucking, the sex in the garden continued.
I made her lie completely on her stomach so that I could fuck her from behind, and then I turned her back to the top and fucked her while admiring her face.
The bed was stained with cum and gestures, so I tried to move it, but I held her and fucked her while doing so.
It took me ten minutes to move.
“Aang, more...more...more...!”
She was exhausted, but not tired.
She never stopped thrusting her ass into me and spreading her legs.
“Haang...!”
I echoed back.
If she thrust her hips out, I grabbed her pelvis and thrust into her,
and when she spread her legs, I'd pull her to me and enter her.
When we were both so exhausted, we finally entered the hot springs for a little break.
After a long day of being exhausted and panting, I entered the hot water and felt my whole body melt.
“Hahahah....”
“Hoohoo.... You have such a cute face.”
Pressed against my side, she looked at me with her eyes.
Her hair was sticky with sweat and her face flushed.
And her lips, which I nibbled now and then, looked so seductive that my cock was getting hard.
'Ugh....'
I was thrusting into her so hard that even that was already hurting a little.
But my desire to possess her pussy hadn't diminished in the slightest.
“She moved around a lot.”
Ugh.
She lifts herself up.
And settles down on top of me.
“This time.... I'm on top.”
“Uhhhh.... Already...?”
“What do you mean 'already'?”
My cock slammed into the hot tub, hotter and hotter.
“Haa... Ang...!”
“Ugh.”
Finally, finally, their halves joined again.
She shook out her hair and arched her whole body.
Her hips lifted and then sank back down with a heavy thud.
Her huge breasts bounced in front of my face.
“We don't have much time...!”
I think I'm going to go all out this time.
When I'm strong, I'll take what I can get,
and then when I'm tired, he's going to run over me.
“If I mess up, I'll die first?
I don't think that's going to happen because she's got a lot more energy than before,
but her momentum was considerable.
*****
When Go Minyeong and Go Muyeol were fiercely consumed with each other, Go Minyeong's new chief secretary, Kang Hyeyoung, quietly trailed after them.
Like animals marking their territory, the two indulged in their primal desires without any regard for her presence. While it was no surprise that Go Minyeong had never been one to treat others as humans, seeing her nephew act in the same way only served to reinforce the nature of the Go family's character.
‘...’
Even so, Kang Hyeyoung did her utmost to suppress her thoughts. She stared silently at the pair's explicit encounter, forcing her mind to look away.
If she allowed herself to think, she would begin to judge.
If she judged, she would inevitably feel something.
And if she felt something, it would eventually show on her face.
No matter how much she tried to maintain a poker face, even the slightest change in expression could betray her.
She was merely a tool, a silent shadow that served Go Minyeong. Entertaining thoughts or forming judgments would one day lead her to cross an unspoken line.
And then she would end up like Chief Oh—eliminated without a trace.
Chief Oh had served loyally by Go Minyeong's side for over a decade as her closest aide, then lived as her husband for another twenty years. Yet, a single mistake had cost him his life.
Even though he had been her "husband," she hadn't hesitated for a second to dispose of him.
If that was the fate of someone who had been in such a position, what hope did she, a mere secretary who had only just started, have?
To outsiders, it might appear that Kang Hyeyoung held a position of trust, privy to inside knowledge and confidences. But such perceptions were meaningless. Trust was irrelevant in a world where even husbands were disposable.
‘Not that he was a real husband, to begin with...’
Two decades ago, the Koryo Group had still been slightly concerned with appearances. To prevent the public from scrutinizing the family's closed-off, immoral lifestyle, Go Minyeong had married her then-chief secretary, Chief Oh.
It was, of course, a façade.
There was no intimacy or physical connection between them, and Chief Oh continued in his role as chief secretary.
To the outside world, he was her husband.
In reality, he remained her subordinate.
For twenty long years, he lived a life of absolute loyalty. And yet, all it had taken was one mistake to erase him from existence. Did the small semblance of trust Kang Hyeyoung believed she had earned truly matter in comparison?
But abandoning the position or resigning from her duties was not an option.
Once part of Prestige, always part of Prestige.
Anyone who set foot into The Prestige could never walk away from their role while alive.
‘Absolute loyalty... nothing else matters...!’
Kang Hyeyoung reaffirmed her pledge of allegiance.
To the vice chairwoman who valued human lives less than dust.
“Ahn! Aaah! Muyeol, Muyeol-ah!! Aaah~♥!”