Semua Bab SAEKGUI : The Carnal Wraith of Twin Islands: Bab 81 - Bab 90

A slow yet terribly thrilling friction claimed every single inner fold.In-young pressed herself flat against Sam-seok's firm chest.And taking the dark brown nipple embedded in the man's solid muscles into her mouth, she began to taste and cherish it like a starved creature."Kuuugh! My Lady!"Letting out a breathless groan, Sam-seok gripped In-young's full buttocks with large hands and fiercely thrust his hips upward with a heavy, wet impact."Aaang! Ah! Yes! The manhood is rummaging through and stretching my entire belly!"At that moment, In-young pulled my hand, as I lay unable to escape the haze of my first climax."Sister, do not just lie there; hurry and come here."While sitting on Sam-seok's belly and rolling her waist, In-young pulled me and made me squat right over the face of the lying Sam-seok.My legs spread wide, and my core—swollen red from climax—fell precariously right over Sam-seok's lips."You too must taste again just how sweet and wet this man's tongue is, Sister.

I lay prone on the crimson silk mattress spread in the middle of the room, stripped of my flowing silk skirt and silken top.Wearing only a thin, white sheer silk shift and a dangerously thin, sheer ramie skirt.Through the fabric, sheer from being drenched in the sweat of the sweltering heat, my full buttocks rose prominently like mountain peaks.And my heavy breasts, crushed flat by my prone posture, spilled out to the sides of the shift, explicitly drawing a precarious and sensual exhibitionist curve.Sam-seok knelt silently at my feet like a beast of prey.At the sudden rush of the man's intense feral heat and raw musk, my fragile, prone shoulders quivered faintly as if struck by lightning."I shall begin, My Lady."Palms thick with calluses from farming and sailing, like rugged iron vises, grabbed my bare white soles with the force of a formidable man.As a man's hot body temperature and heavy touch made direct contact with my bare skin for th

Unable to endure this cruel sensory torture any longer, I slowly lowered my arms toward the blind spot away from the open door, out of the voyeuristic sight of my daughters sitting on the open wooden hall.And with trembling hands, I tightly squeezed Sam-seok's firm thighs, which were crushing my buttocks, sending a desperate signal of pleading for him to please shove his manhood in.In the Inner Sanctum in broad daylight, with my daughters staring intently, I could not bring myself to scream with a mother's lips to pound it in.It was my final, flimsy pride, and the desperate struggle of a female in The Carnal Utopia.Feeling that tremor of desperate courtship entirely, Sam-seok flashed a satisfied male's smirk and threw a sidelong glance at In-young and In-hwa sitting on the porch.Clutching their skirt hems tightly and swallowing dry saliva, the two daughters were also growing wet with sweet moisture, tantalizingly awaiting the next ecstasy of S

Right after the destructive, ferocious mating with the formidable servant—which had shaken the very joints of her entire body as if a colossal typhoon had swept through—the Inner Sanctum of Lady Choi, the august supreme ruler of her maternal estate who had commanded and reigned as a stern young widow for over a decade, was no longer the pristine abode of the Grand Matriarch.A heavy raw musk and the sticky, dense scent of seed—in which feeble human reason could barely breathe—thickly filled the room like a suffocating purgatory.The camellia oil that Sam-seok's brutal, rough hands had slathered down her back and waist was filthily tangled with the beads of heavy sweat the man had shed while panting like a beast and the sweet moisture that had erupted from Lady Choi's core.The crimson silk mattress laid out on the floor had long turned into a quagmire of ecstasy and a damp swamp of degradation.Upon the lustrous silk blanket, terribly disheveled an

"My pure white mourning robes, drenched by the wind and rain, had turned into an armor of ice, freezing me to the bone, my body turning pale blue and growing cold..."The phantom of that day reflected in her eyes. "Sam-seok shattered the strict taboo and held me tight, completely stark naked without a single thread.""And... to save the freezing me, he shoved that ball-of-fire manhood deep into the secret valley between my legs, rubbing it as if parting raw flesh." Her body trembled faintly at the memory of that moment."As that heavy girth, like blazing firewood, ground against my ice-cold core, my womb boiled as if heated by that feral heat; hot blood circulated and overflowed, pouring out sweet moisture."Lady Choi and In-hwa held their breath at In-young's explicit confessions, gripping their skirt hems. Upon hearing the tale of the beast's pulsing thickness rubbing and melting a frozen mound, their own cores grew hot, vomiting sticky sweet moi