Chapter 312 – The End (2)
Ah.
“Ugh, ahhhhh♡”
It’s over♡
“Ugh♡ Ugh, Ehehe♡ Haa… Heck…♡”
I didn’t stop going♡ I lost. I lost everything, everything ♡ I lost everything to them, my body, my mind, and everything ♡ I was overcome by ‘instinct’. Ah ♡ everything is dead ♡
The values that made me existing are shattered.
It is broken, broken, and reassembled into a form that should not be disassembled. In the form I thought was most disgusting, in the form I least wanted to see, in the form I least wanted to see.
Forever defeated, in the form of a bitch♡
‘Now, I can’t…♡’
Like an animal that has lost its reason, the fingers do not stop.
I get the feeling that my whole body is falling into the abyss of evil from which I can never get out. Pleasure is entangled like tentacles all over the body, and the eyes are turned upside down. A desperate moan escaped from between the jaws of his lower lip.
‘If this happens, I’ll become a fool who only masturbates in front of my husband♡’
No, it has already happened
Heavy breathing sounds intermittently. I was already immersed in this kind of self-consolation to the point that I had only masturbation in my head right now. The whole body melts away in pleasure.
The brain melts from the intense desire to destroy.
“Yeup… Churr, churruru… ♡ Master… Cock, you cleaned it up, dot ♡ huu… Chuuu… What should I do next…♡”
“Turn around and get on.”
“Yeah… ♡ Sss, then… Excuse me ♡”
A sticky affair continues. Han Ye-rin, turning her body the other way and showing her waist, climbs on top of her husband. A muddy, dirty sound echoes everywhere.
“Ugh, ugh, uh, uh, uh, uh… Ugh, master♡ uh, it’s you, master♡”
Swish thump thump. Just from her voice, I knew Han Ye-rin was moving back and forth with her hips pressed against her groin. She glanced to the side and saw that her husband was sitting on the bed, receiving Han Ye-rin’s service with her whole body.
‘I’m not crazy…!♡’
Her head is spinning with excessive excitement. Her fingers don’t stop Han Ye-rin’s sloppy buttock bumps into her husband’s crotch, rudely hastening her ejaculation. Han Ye-rin, who brought her legs together, shakes her waist.
“Heh, heh, heh♡ Heh, master…♡ Heh, heh…♡ I love you, love, I’m sorry for loving you♡ Heh, I love you…♡”
“Okay, stick around a little longer.”
“Nehe… Neet ♡ sss, heuh… ♡ Heck… ♡”
Yerin Han, who pressed her buttocks to the root of her cock, turned her silence followed round and round. Her body reacts to the sound faster than before. Nothing but masturbation is left in her head, all her nerves are focused on her fingers and pussy ♡ Damn it ♡
Her head was dizzy. It feels so good, her head is dizzy ♡
“Haha… Heck…♡ Master, kiss me clothes♡ Eup, Churr… Churr Leup…♡”
Han Ye-rin, who was shaking her waist while she was sitting, overlaps her husband’s lips. With her back against her back, he swayed her breasts and squeezed her crotch with her sloppy ass. Her stringy, unimaginable sound fills my ears with a surround sound.
Squeaky.
The sound of her fingers rubbing against her cunt overlaps with the sound of her ass dragging the cock. When she glanced to her side, Han Ye-rin was holding her body close together with one of her arms wrapped around her husband’s neck. Her tongue overlaps incessantly and shakes her waist.
“Churup, Churup, Churrup… Churup♡ Churrup… Joohin, Nim♡ Churup Lord Niim♡ Eup, Churururup, Churrup♡”
‘I’ve never done anything like that before…’
Just listening to it with my ears was very sticky. She shared her body temperature with Han Ye-rin’s back and her husband’s chest tightly pressed against each other. Han Ye-rin serves her husband by shaking her waist.
“Chew… Churup, Churup… Eup♡ Uh, Heuuuuu♡ Churup, hauuu… Uh, Uhh, Churup…♡”
Sticky, round and round, squishy.
With her breathless kiss, her husband is unilaterally served.
“Master, now… Yup ♡ yup, please don’t hold it in ♡ yup, churrup… Like this in my womb… ♡ Oops, yep… Yup ♡”
‘Bur, already?’
I was confused for a while.
“Eup, heeup…!♡ Yep…♡ Chun, chureureup…♡ Haeup…♡”
The overflowing semen pours into Han Ye-rin’s womb. Shaking her waist bit by bit, Han Ye-rin squeezes her semen to her husband… Until the end. Her fingertips tremble.
Once again, her deep sense of defeat oppresses her heart.
“Whoa… Now clean it with your mouth.”
“Yeah… Oops, now, wait a minute… Oops…♡ Oops, oops…♡”
Her belated pleasure stabs her heart. Her head was dizzy at the thrill of her pounding heart.
“Churup, chureup… Chureup, chug…♡”
When Han Ye-rin frantically sucks her husband’s cock, Choi Si-yoon, who was next to her, immediately asks a question.
“But… Senior.”
“Huh?”
“Then what do you do? You’ve just been married, are you going to divorce right away? Or are you going to dump it somewhere else?”
Let’s hear that question.
Shortness of breath and choking The heart is seized with extreme anxiety and fear.
‘I don’t want to be abandoned, I don’t want to be abandoned, I don’t want to be abandoned.’
Tea, rather…! I’d rather treat you as a slave♡ You, please…
If you want to lick your feet, I will lick it, if you want to kneel, I will kneel, and I will do everything from housework to work… Please don’t abandon me…!♡
“No, I won’t throw it away.”
Let’s hear her say
“Yes, yes, yes♡”
She climaxes lightly.
Then, intermittently, ‘obedience’ begins to rise from the depths. A new type of desire that has never been experienced before. My head was dizzy at the feeling of being so good that I couldn’t breathe.
‘Heh… Ehe…♡ What is this…♡’
For the first time in her life, she felt dizzy.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“…I’ll tell you later. Whoa… Then let’s finish here for today. You guys, go back now.”
“Yes? Already finished? No, senpai… Wasn’t it piled up?”
“We can deal with that tomorrow. Everyone go back and sleep. It’s already 1:00. Han Ye-rin, stop sleeping and go home.”
“Churup, churrurrup… ♡ Eup, whoa… Nehe ♡”
Her husband kicks the two women out of the room to see if he’s satisfied.
The husband, who was lying on the bed again, let out a short sigh.
“…If Seoha felt as good as this… I would have been a little worried.”
A short complaint bursts out of the husband’s mouth.
My heart, which has not calmed down yet, beats like a drum all over my body. My whole body was as hot as a ball of fire.
“Whoa…”
After the two women left, only the couple remained in the room, filled with silence. When the body cools down to some extent and the moon tilts. It was her husband who broke the silence.
“I know you were listening.”
“…I’m sorry.”
Again.
My heart is squeezed so tightly that it hurts.
“Did you enjoy it? Masturbating alone while my husband is getting fucked by another woman.”
“…”
I couldn’t even open my mouth a little. My head swirls with thoughts.
“You look like an idiot, Seoha.
“Oops, oops…”
Her deep pleasure precedes her emotions rather than the sadness and anger of being criticized by her husband. If I shake my legs like an aspen…
Husband.
“But…”
In the current situation, absolutely, no matter what happens, I put ‘that word’ in my mouth.
“I’ve been gaslighting for over ten years, so there’s nothing surprising about adding a little paint to ink, right?”
“…Uh?”
The world stops
Legs that were shaking little by little, neck, hands, arms, mouth, eyes, chest.
It stops.
All the emotions that complicate my head disappear, and one thought fills my empty head.
‘How? How? How? How? How?’
Understand?
“…They told me.
A thorn pops out of the bed.
A warm blanket turns into a rope, and a soft pillow turns into a hard stone. Thoughts stop everything stops Then, Gearko. I realize that the time has come that I didn’t want to know.
My only original sin, which I believed would never come.
“You’ve been playing with my life.”
Ah.
“I know everything, Seoha.”
Finished.
“Just because you like me, you can’t ‘force’ me to like you, Seoha.”
“Ah…”
“I’ve been living under the illusion that I like you for more than 10 years. It took me longer than I thought to realize this. That’s true too… You, you, lived with it in your mouth every day.”
“Ah…”
“Don’t look at other girls besides me, don’t hold hands with other girls, don’t make eye contact, just think of me. At first, I thought it was ‘natural’ too. There wasn’t.”
“Ah…”
“You’ve been held captive your whole life. Did I think it was ‘natural’? Even if you gossip on the outside, in the end, because I ‘love’ you… I thought everything was okay. But what is this, Seoha?”
“Ah… Uh…”
“It was all made by you.”
My head hurts like it’s going to break.
“You gaslighted everything… You kept brainwashing me into thinking that it was ‘natural’ for me to like you. Seoha, what should I do then?
What if it’s fake?
“I didn’t believe it at first. But it was real. Do you know how I knew this was an illusion?”
Please stop.
“My friends who came to play with us today told me about it.”
Stop.
“I seriously compared it, it was different. With you.”
Now stop…
“Seoha, did you believe that the love that was created would last forever? No. Absolutely not.
Let’s go here
“Wow…”
After saying that, her husband closes his eyes.
I’m up to the end
I couldn’t say a single word.
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‘It’s over.’
Kim Tae-ho leaves a brief impression.
It was literally. Finished. After waking up, he hadn’t spoken.
He just struggled like a doll with a thread cut, not even a word came out of his mouth. Yoo Seo-ha, who is staring into the air with a blank expression, trembles her shoulders when her eyes meet Kim Tae-ho’s.
“Mi, sorry… Sorry, sorry Taeho… Mi, sorry…”
“…”
The first thing Seoha Yoo said was an apology. Her sincerity came out, but her husband didn’t bother. It was because he was already liberated. He didn’t want to feel tired of this relationship anymore.
“What are you sorry about?”
“That, that… I, that, ugh…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t throw it away.”
Taeho Kim.
He puts on a very happy smile, which he has never shown before, and reassures his wife in front of him. Yoo Seo-ha, who didn’t know where to go, sees hope in her eyes. Then she cries, and then she suddenly cries.
“Oops… Oops, ah…”
I wanted to die.
I really wanted to die, not a metaphor. I know it’s wrong, but he’s been ignoring it for over 10 years. Her sudden storm was enough to drive her to the brink of suicide.
If it wasn’t rude, I wanted to pay for this sin no matter what I did, to the extent that I would cut her hair until it bled. For her playing with a man’s life, she could do literally ‘anything’.
A sense of guilt weighs on her deeper than her swamp.
So, it was burdensome to commit suicide. She was embarrassed at the same time.
There wasn’t even a hint of malice in those smiling eyes.
“Don’t cry.”
The will immediately stopped crying.
The light filtering through the blackout curtains was very bright. But her future wasn’t like that. Her husband’s expression, as bright as her beam of light, throws her into an unpredictable pit.
It was dark inside the hollow.
It was dark, so I couldn’t see anything.
She didn’t have her own options.
Have to wait
Until your eyes get used to the dark. Then, at the end…
“I’ll take care of it.”
You’ll eventually realize her self-disposal plan.
Her shoulders trembled in anger at the cold that came to her. It wasn’t the chill she felt outside of her, but the goosebumps she felt inside her body. I knew the will. Who are the people around her?
“…Ah.”
Perhaps.
An ending worse than death could be waiting for me.
…Thought to commit suicide.
