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EP.145 Cheon Dambi 7 

Rub rub! 

The soft, moist sensation through thin underwear. 

Press press! 

Her voluptuous hips pressing hard from my groin to my pubic bone. 

The feeling beneath all that was beyond just “good”-it was overwhelming. 

Just a little while ago, I’d felt a bit anxious about what was to come, but I guess I really am a man. As soon as my cock felt good, everything seemed fine. 

“How is it? Do you like it?” 

“Yes… kuh… it feels amazing.” 

I answered Cheon Dambi’s question as I grabbed her slender waist. 

Her slim waist and prominent hips were perfect for gripping-like succubus horns as handles. 

“That tickles.” 

“But… it feels so good…!” 

Ssshh ssshh! 

At first, Dambi was just pressing down on my cock with her weight, but now she was adding subtle, lewd hip movements. 

Maybe it was natural talent. 

With my cock pressed down and rubbed like that, it felt almost as good as being inside her. 

“Jihan, you like kissing, right? Want to kiss noona?” 

“Yes… I want to!” 

She turned from facing away to facing me. Her huge breasts looked cramped inside her bra. 

I instinctively reached to unhook it, but she stopped me. 

“Do you want to see noona’s breasts?” 

“Yes… I want to see them.” 

“Hehe!” 

Seeing my desperate expression, Dambi smiled seductively. Then she stuck her chest out to me. 

“Will you take it off for me?” 

“Yes!” 

I immediately took off her bra. I did it so quickly and precisely that Dambi was surprised. 

Jiggle! Her huge breasts bounced with gravity, but their shape remained beautiful and firm. 

At first, she twisted shyly under my gaze, but now she seemed proud. 

She cupped my cheek, lifted my face, and then demanded, 

“Stick out your tongue. As far as you can.” 

“……Like this…?” 

I stuck my tongue out long. Drool clung to it, then dripped down onto my abs. 

Dambi’s gaze dropped. She scooped up the drool from my stomach with her hand and brought it to her mouth. 

She didn’t swallow it right away, but rolled it around in her mouth a few times, then commented, 

“Haa… it’s sweet♥. I want to kiss you every day, Jihan. You want that too, right?” 

“I’d love that.” 

I answered, though I wasn’t sure if she meant it or was just saying what I wanted to hear. But seeing her still grinding her hips on my cock, it probably wasn’t just talk. 

Dambi stuck out her tongue too. Like mine, her pink tongue dripped with drool as it reached for me. 

Tap! Her tongue touched the tip of mine and pulled back. Then it came again. 

Smooch! This time, the contact lasted longer. Her tongue wrapped around mine like a snake, massaging and stroking it. 

“Beeeh…♥ Lick lick…♥” 

Drool that couldn’t fit in our mouths kept dripping down. 

Especially the part about my saliva being sweet-she clearly meant it. Saliva was dripping from her mouth like pussy juice. 

Unable to hold back any longer, Dambi pulled my tongue into her mouth. 

Naturally, our lips met, and we kissed passionately. 

“Smooch… chuut… lick…♥” 

Dambi’s eyes grew huge. But there was no dizziness in them-just a dazed look, hungry for more pleasure, as she rocked her hips and sucked my tongue. 

Our second kiss was blissful. But it was only the second. There was still something I hadn’t experienced-her breasts. 

Her breasts kept brushing my chest. I slid my hands up from her hips and waist. 

She glanced down for a moment, but actually made it easier for me to touch her. 

Her hand on my cheek tightened, but I could touch her breasts, so I was happy. 

Squeeze! I gently traced my fingers around her soft, large breasts. 

Squish squish! Then, with my whole palm, I kneaded her breasts, as soft and springy as fresh rice cakes. 

Just that was enough to melt my brain. Precum kept leaking from my cock. 

I straightened my hand and circled her pink areola with my finger, teasing the pink nipple. 

As I did, I could feel her pussy getting wetter, making my cock feel even better. 

Her hips kept twitching. 

“Smooch smooch… chuup♥” 

She looked at me with a desperate expression. 

She wanted me to squeeze her nipples hard, but didn’t want to stop kissing, so she pleaded with her eyes. 

‘I can see she’s falling for me.’ 

The relationship I want with Dambi is one where I’m obedient during the day, but I lead during sex. 

At first, it might just be like this, but over time, she’ll become a loyal servant day and night. 

That’s why, in sex, I have to show her a wall she can’t climb. 

‘You asked for this, so you have to take responsibility.’ 

I once made Yuna noona cum just from her nipples, even though she’s not sensitive there. 

With Dambi’s sensitive nipples and areolas, I could make her climax instantly. 

The prelude was long, but I acted quickly. 

I moved my fingers from her areola to the center, sliding up the side of her nipple. 

Flick! I snapped the top of her nipple with my finger. 

“Haaung…” 

The sensation made Dambi break the kiss and moan. She realized what she’d done and looked embarrassed, but it wasn’t over yet. 

Her breasts were the best I’d ever touched. 

I went straight for her nipples. 

“Haaaang……………..♥” 

I rubbed her nipple hard with my index finger, kneading her breast with the rest of my hand. 

Dambi, embarrassed by her moans, covered her mouth with her hand. 

‘What is this? Did her ex-husband not suck them enough?’ 

No man would leave breasts like these alone. 

Or maybe they got too sensitive from being played with so much. 

“Noona, your breasts are so sexy…” 

“Hngh…!” 

At my compliment, her body trembled and she squirted pussy juice. 

I could feel her pussy convulsing through her panties-a sign she was about to climax. 

I was ready to cum too, so we might as well finish together. 

Dambi’s hands were busy covering her mouth. 

I pushed her thin panties aside. 

“W-what are you doing……!” 

She tried to push me away, but- 

“Smooch… furuuruup…!” 

“Ahhng…” 

When I sucked her nipple hard, she covered her mouth again. 

I gently pushed her to make room for my cock, and rubbed it against her pussy entrance. 

I was about to put it in raw-was that okay? 

That’s what my actions implied, but Dambi just covered her mouth and looked at me with half-closed eyes. 

What did that desperate look mean? Was she begging for a rough fuck, or telling me not to do anything she didn’t ask for? 

Thrust! 

I stopped worrying and pushed my cock in. 

** 

Dambi hadn’t intended for things to go this far. She’d just come to talk to Jihan. 

If he accepted her proposal, she’d go home; if he refused, she’d take him by force. 

So when Jihan agreed, she should have left, but she didn’t-in fact, she couldn’t. 

The sweet pheromones invading her brain through her nose, her own body, especially her pussy, being ogled by a virile male-and most of all: 

‘I haven’t had sex in over 20 years.’ 

After her divorce, she hadn’t had sex in more than two decades, so just being with Jihan felt decadent. 

That’s why she touched his cock. Watching him whimper, she let him have her pussy, even if it wasn’t full sex. 

With only her panties as a barrier, she rubbed her wet pussy on his precum-leaking cock. 

She was clumsy at first, but unlike her ex-husband, Jihan could keep up with her, so her hips moved more skillfully. 

That alone felt good, but she wanted more. 

If she’d given him her pussy, why not her breasts too? Oh, and she wanted to kiss him-she wanted to taste his sweet saliva. 

Things progressed quickly. She sucked his tongue as he drooled over her breasts. 

Then she felt his hand on her breast. It was electrifying. 

Her big, hot hand kneading her breast made her pussy gush even more. 

But she was frustrated. 

After years of masturbation, her nipples were sensitive, but Jihan didn’t touch them. 

Normally, she would have yelled at him to obey like a dog. That was her nature, but this time, she didn’t want to. 

Maybe in everyday life, but not during sex-she just couldn’t boss him around. 

So she looked at him desperately. She knew if she moved, her nipple would brush his thick finger, but she didn’t. 

She subconsciously realized that would go against his intent. 

Instead, she pleaded with her eyes and moved her tongue passionately. 

Like a slave begging her master, she desperately pleaded. 

And the master granted the slave’s wish. 

His thick fingers roughly stimulated her nipple while kneading her breast. 

‘Aah…♥’ 

The bliss of it. 

She’d played with her own breasts for years, but Jihan’s touch was different. 

It didn’t compare to her ex-husband. 

She unconsciously came to a conclusion. 

‘If I ask, he’ll do it. From now on, if I want something, I should ask, not order.’ 

At least when making love. 

She hadn’t realized this yet, and when her lust faded, she’d probably chew her lips in anger. 

Jihan anticipated all that. He needed to leave an even stronger impression on her. 

So that when she got angry later, she’d remember the hot sex and her heart would race, her pussy would get wet thinking of his big cock. 

With that in mind, he pulled her panties aside. 

Dambi reflexively flailed her arms. But… 

‘Stay still!’ 

He got that feeling from the way she let him suck her nipples. 

It felt like she shouldn’t move. Letting Jihan have her pussy felt like the natural thing to do. 

Her hands, which had tried to push him away, went back to covering her mouth. 

Her pussy, tighter than any virgin’s, was- 

Penetrated by his thick, hard cock. 

Thrust!