0129. A Loving Family (Gyuri) ❤❤❤

“Since when did you know?”

Thump…thump…thump…thump!

After bringing Aunt Gyuri to climax several times, Jinwoo slowed down his movements and asked her.

“Huu… huh… wha…what?”

Even though she was dazed, Aunt Gyuri answered Jinwoo’s question.

“Since when did you know I wasn’t Daeho?!”

Jinwoo, feeling betrayed, asked Aunt Gyuri in an accusing tone.

The respect or courtesy he should have had for her was long gone.

“Does it… does it matter?”

Aunt Gyuri asked playfully, as if mocking Jinwoo.

Smack! Smack!

The sound of Jinwoo’s palm striking her echoed without fail.

“Haaah! Haah!”

Aunt Gyuri let out exaggerated moans, as if she was deliberately provoking Jinwoo, knowing she would get hit.

It was behavior and tone unimaginable for Aunt Gyuri’s usual character.

“Answer me properly! You knew from the beginning, right?!”

Jinwoo demanded sternly, speaking informally to his friend’s mother.

“N…no… huuh… I really didn’t… didn’t know at first.”

Aunt Gyuri spoke in a tone that sounded like she was about to cry.

“Then?! When did you find out?”

Jinwoo continued to interrogate her informally, as if it was natural.

“Haa… earlier, when you… you hit my face with your thing… like a dildo?”

“So, you knew then? Why did you pretend not to know? To mock me?!”

Squish! Squish! Squish!

Jinwoo raised his voice, thrusting deeply.

“Haa… no!… not like that… I was still unsure then…”

Aunt Gyuri replied, sounding like she was holding back her groans.

“Then?”

Jinwoo slowed his movements to give Aunt Gyuri a chance to explain.

“Haa… earlier, in the bathroom… when you wrote on my… butt with your finger? I knew because your handwriting was different from Daeho’s.”

Aunt Gyuri tried to logically explain how she figured out Jinwoo’s identity.

“Then why didn’t you say anything right away?”

-Squish! Squish! Squish!

Jinwoo tightened his grip on Aunt Gyuri’s waist and thrust faster, about two third of his cock was already inside her pussy. 

“Haa… what… What could I say then? Huu… huff… you were trying not to get caught, right? Haa… haang…”

Aunt Gyuri protested while helplessly receiving Jinwoo’s relentless thrusts in a tied-up position.

“So you stayed silent?!”

Jinwoo scolded her again.

“I…I was going to… really! Huh… but I thought you might feel… uncomfortable like before… so I waited until you tied me up again to talk… haa… haah…”

Aunt Gyuri’s words, broken by moans, barely continued.

Her considerate heart strangely reached and touched Jinwoo.

Aunt Gyuri seemed to recall when Jinwoo slapped her butt and ran out the door.

Jinwoo felt his heart melt at Aunt Gyuri’s affectionate and thoughtful demeanor.

Realizing Aunt Gyuri’s playful intent, Jinwoo found her incredibly cute.

“Still, you deceived me!”

But soon, Jinwoo continued the game, feigning irritation.

-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!

Jinwoo started moving his hips more aggressively on purpose.

“Haa… I’m sorry… haa…!”

Aunt Gyuri’s moans grew louder with Jinwoo’s movements.

Helpless, she could only accept Jinwoo’s whims while tied up.

Aunt Gyuri reached climax several more times, her tied up body trembling in ecstasy.

**

While punishing Aunt Gyuri, the school’s lunch break had already passed.

Jinwoo, trained in sex with his mom, Aunt Haeju and Sohee, was now used to controlling his climax.

After several intense orgasms, a calm period ensued.

Jinwoo’s hips moved lightly, taking a break while still inside Aunt Gyuri.

“Have you reflected a bit?”

“Haa… haa…”

Aunt Gyuri matched Jinwoo’s relaxed thrusts with short moans.

With gentle pleasure, Jinwoo slowly noticed the surroundings.

Air and noise from outside still seeped through the open front door of Daeho’s house.

Aunt Gyuri’s love juices soaked the couch and the living room floor beneath it.

Various tools lay scattered around, including a whip and feathers.

Next to the couch, Jinwoo noticed the plastic bag with bread and strawberry milk he had bought from the convenience store.

“Aren’t you hungry? You haven’t had lunch yet, right? Do you want to eat something? I bought bread and strawberry milk for you…”

Jinwoo asked Aunt Gyuri while maintaining his hip movements.

“I’m hungry… huu… I didn’t have breakfast either… I was preparing breakfast when Daeho… did this to me… huu…”

Aunt Gyuri spoke as if complaining to Jinwoo.

“Do you want to eat the bread I bought? With the milk?”

Jinwoo gently stroked Aunt Gyuri’s back as he asked.

“Yes, I’ll eat… but how? I’m tied up like this? Will you feed me? Haa…”

Aunt Gyuri, instead of asking to be untied, coquettishly moaned.

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle everything…”

Jinwoo, still inside Gyuri, turned slightly and reached for the plastic bag.

As he moved, his cock twisted inside her, causing Aunt Gyuri to moan.

“Haa… haang… huu… haa!”

Aunt Gyuri couldn’t control herself, feeling the intense pressure from Jinwoo’s cock.

“Are you okay? Did it hurt a lot?”

Jinwoo asked, worried.

“I’m okay… huu…”

Aunt Gyuri, her face buried in the couch cushion, shook her head.

Jinwoo opened the bag, took out the bread, and unwrapped it.

He broke off pieces of bread and leaned forward to feed Aunt Gyuri.

“Haa… haang…”

Aunt Gyuri moaned, feeling the stimulation from Jinwoo’s movements.

Jinwoo put pieces of bread into Aunt Gyuri’s mouth as she moaned and chewed.

All the while, Jinwoo’s cock remained inside her, his tip kissing the opening of her womb, making her moan with each forward lean.

The sight of Aunt Gyuri eating while moaning was strangely both vulgar and alluring.

**

Looking down at Aunt Gyuri’s unfamiliar eating posture, Jinwoo caressed her buttocks.

“So, do you do this often with Daeho?”

“Da… Daeho? We haven’t been doing this for long…”

“Really? But you seem quite used to it. Did you do this a lot with Uncle before?”

Jinwoo casually brought up Uncle to gauge Aunt Gyuri’s reaction.

“Well…? You seem more experienced than me… huh… dealing with an older woman… huu…”

Aunt Gyuri, provoking Jinwoo, squeezed her vaginal muscles around his cock.

Despite her body’s reaction, Aunt Gyuri tried to maintain a playful tone while receiving the bread.

Unable to resist, Jinwoo pulled back and thrust forward with all his strength, piercing her cervix and lodging his member balls deep inside.

Caught off guard, Aunt Gyuri’s eyes widened in surprise, no one had ever reached that deep inside her and she was hit with the most intense pleasure in her entire life.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh”

Aunt Gyuri let out a long guttural scream, her body shaking.

After waiting for her to calm down Jinwoo started to slowly move his hips again. Hitting the back of her womb with each thrust.

Aunt Gyuri was screaming non-stop, lost in the pleasure she was feeling through her pussy.

After a while Jinwoo suddenly remembered feeding Aunt Gyuri.

He stopped and gently pulled back, adjusting his position.

“Haa… haa…”

Aunt Gyuri’s butt, still impaled by Jinwoo’s massive cock, trembled as it returned to its original position.

“Do you want some strawberry milk too?”

Jinwoo shamelessly offered as if nothing had happened.

“Huh… yes… be careful… don’t spill… huu…”

Aunt Gyuri, half out of her mind, answered, trying to maintain normalcy.

Jinwoo prepared to feed her strawberry milk.

The strange late afternoon lunch continued.

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