0131. A Loving Family (Gyuri) ❤❤❤
Aunt Gyuri passed out on the couch.
She couldn’t endure Jinwoo’s rough and fierce thrusts, screamed in convulsions, and eventually lost consciousness.
Still lying face down like a cat with her buttocks raised…
With her face buried in the couch cushion, hands, and legs bound with handcuffs and ropes…
Her body was trembling and bouncing…
Her pussy swollen and gaping….
Jinwoo’s white liquid flowed down Aunt Gyuri’s inner thighs like hot, chunky lava.
Inside Aunt Gyuri’s open mouth, as if surrendering, was filled with Jinwoo’s semen mixed with pinkish, milky foam.
Jinwoo poured all his suffocating passion, anxiety, and impulsive desire into Aunt Gyuri’s womb and throat.
After several massive explosions, Jinwoo collapsed onto the living room floor, exhausted, staring into the air.
The foggy memories in his mind resurfaced, faces of his family flickered before his eyes: His mother, Yejin, Sohee, Minji…
And now, Aunt Haeju and Sua too…
Precious beings he, as a male, had to protect and lead.
Jinwoo closed his eyes in a daze, as if fainting from the overwhelming fatigue.
**
After some time, Jinwoo got up and dressed himself.
Jinwoo picked up the giant endoscope dildo he had thrown on the floor earlier.
Jinwoo thrust the dildo back into Aunt Gyuri’s vagina, where semen was still flowing.
“Hmm…huh…”
Aunt Gyuri, still unconscious, moaned.
After securing the dildo with fishnet stockings, Jinwoo recorded the humiliating scene of Aunt Gyuri foaming at the mouth and passed out on his smartphone.
-Click!
-Click!
-Click!
Aunt Gyuri, on her knees, with her buttocks raised, her head buried in the couch cushion, bound in a humiliating position.
Aunt Gyuri’s hands were tied meticulously between her slightly spread legs, gathered below her crotch.
Jinwoo brought a tissue and hastily wiped the semen off Aunt Gyuri’s mouth and crotch.
Jinwoo checked if Aunt Gyuri was still breathing by placing his hand in front of her mouth.
Fortunately, her breaths were calm and regular…
Though she seemed to have no immediate issues, was it okay to leave Aunt Gyuri like this?
Aunt Gyuri showed no sign of waking up soon.
Jinwoo, after a moment of hesitation, placed the handcuff key in Aunt Gyuri’s hand.
Hoping that she would wake up and handle the situation herself after he left…
He planned to tell Daeho that he forgot the key if questioned.
But what if Aunt Gyuri, while unconscious, dropped the key from her hand?
Given Aunt Gyuri’s stamina, she could probably endure being tied up in that position for several more hours until the morning.
Anyway, Daeho would come home after school.
In the worst-case scenario, if Daeho found out about the sex with Aunt Gyuri, Jinwoo thought it wouldn’t be a big deal.
Jinwoo stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave.
Then, the rotor buzzing and vibrating on the living room floor…
It was the pink, droplet-shaped rotor that had been taped to Aunt Gyuri’s clitoris.
He hadn’t noticed it during the intense sex, but the rotor had fallen to the floor, making heavy vibrating noises intermittently.
It seemed Daeho, who was in class, was controlling it secretly via his smartphone…
Jinwoo considered attaching it back to Aunt Gyuri’s clitoris but felt annoyed and turned off the rotor, slipping it into his pocket.
Planning to use it later, he intended to take it to school and openly ask Daeho how to use it.
Before leaving, Jinwoo took one last look around Daeho’s living room.
A space filled with the lewd smell of bodily fluids.
A female bound on the sofa.
A surreal and foreign scene, detached from reality.
Jinwoo reached under the naked female beast’s body and grabbed a handful of her ample breasts.
Soft and elastic, her breasts felt malleable in his hand.
With her firm nipples caught between his fingers.
That fleeting sense of reality…
As if vowing to extract the truth from Aunt Gyuri, Jinwoo tightened his grip.
“Haaah…”
A groan of pain, as if being squeezed out, leaked from the unconscious Aunt Gyuri’s mouth.
Jinwoo’s member twitched and began to harden again.
Forcing himself to resist, Jinwoo turned his body and left Daeho’s house.
Leaving the front door open, allowing free access at any time…
**
By the time Jinwoo arrived at school, panting, the fifth period was almost over.
Fortunately, Daeho had made some excuse to the teacher, so Jinwoo’s lateness wasn’t a big issue.
Throughout the class, Daeho kept looking at Jinwoo, smiling as if he knew everything…
Jinwoo, with an awkward expression, avoided his gaze.
As soon as the bell rang to end the class, Daeho called Jinwoo up to the roof.
“How was it? Is my mom holding up well?”
Daeho, after checking that no one was nearby, asked Jinwoo on the rooftop.
“You crazy bastard! You left the front door wide open! Are you out of your mind? What if someone came in and saw?”
Jinwoo cursed, trying to cover up his unease.
“Hahaha~ Idiot! For that woman, it would be better that way, so what’s the big deal~”
Daeho’s line, as if he truly wasn’t in his right mind.
Jinwoo shook his head, disbelievingly.
“But did you have a good time? Why were you so late~?”
Daeho asked Jinwoo with a sly smile.
“What good time?! Idiot! I was just buying bread and milk at the convenience store to feed your mom… She said she didn’t have breakfast…”
Jinwoo explained to Daeho, trying to cover up.
Jinwoo couldn’t bring himself to tell Daeho that he was late because he was having sex with Aunt Gyuri until she passed out.
“Maybe I should have ordered some food delivery? So nothing happened, right?”
Daeho kept pressing for the answer he wanted.
Jinwoo imagined a delivery person, walking in through the open front door, raping the blindfolded and naked Aunt Gyuri.
Feeling his face flush from his own thoughts and actions.
“What do you mean nothing happened?! It was just as you saw! By the way, how do you use this?”
Jinwoo changed the subject, taking out the pink, droplet-shaped rotor from his pocket and showing it to Daeho.
“Oh? You brought it from home? Are you going to try it out too?”
Daeho asked as if it was the most natural thing.
“Try it out? No, I was just curious about how it works, so I brought it to ask you!”
Jinwoo felt guilty as if he had been caught doing something with his family but pretended to be indifferent.
Daeho began to explain how to use the rotor cheerfully.
“If you’re connected to the internet, you can use it remotely from anywhere. Just install the app on your smartphone and register it, and you’re done… You can control multiple devices simultaneously… You can link it to ambient noise, phone voices, or music files… You can explore the additional features as you go. If you have questions, ask me… hehe.”
Daeho’s explanation was uncomfortably detailed.
Daeho had always been eager to corrupt or lead his friends into such things.
He installed the rotor control app on Jinwoo’s smartphone, registered the rotor, and checked its operation.
Once confirmed to be working, Daeho handed the rotor and smartphone back to Jinwoo.
“Use it as much as you want and return it. I have plenty at home. If you need more, let me know.”
As if he had always intended to, Daeho casually handed the rotor to Jinwoo.
“Oh… Thank you…”
Caught off guard, Jinwoo accepted the rotor and smartphone, thanking Daeho.
Happy that his goodwill was accepted, Daeho looked at Jinwoo with a satisfied expression.
**
“Oh, right! While you’re taking it, would you like another one? Wait a moment.”
Daeho remembered something, took out his smartphone, and fiddled with it.
Wondering what he was going to send, Jinwoo waited.
Soon, Jinwoo’s smartphone chimed with a message alert.
A video file sent from Daeho.
The video file had no specific name, just today’s date as the title.
“What is this?”
Jinwoo asked, feeling slightly uneasy as he downloaded the video.
Daeho smiled without answering.
Jinwoo, with a sense of foreboding, tapped the screen to play the downloaded video.
On the screen, a familiar place appeared.
A camera angle that seemed to cover the whole space as if it was fixed somewhere.
Several plastic water bottles scattered on the floor…
Whips and feathers…
Various SM tools…
And the sofa…
On the sofa, a woman, blindfolded and tied up naked.
Soon, a man entered the scene from the front door.
At first, Jinwoo couldn’t recognize what he was seeing.
Then, as he realized the situation, he felt his breath stop in shock.
The video showed his own actions in Daeho’s living room just a few minutes earlier, captured in full detail.
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