Chapter 179: Go Min-young's Secret
She licked her lips, her anticipation plain as day. I pulled her long, slender legs into my arms, drew my cock out, then slammed it back in deep.
"Ahhh!!"
With a wet squelch, my cock plunged mercilessly into her pussy, even looser now than before.
"Hah! Ah! So good! Aaaah!!"
I closed my eyes, savoring it. Burying my face between her calves cradled against me, I stroked her legs and pistoned my hips wildly. Pleasure surged from my lower body. Each thrust sent chills racing through me, driving me insane. I wanted to live like this forever—just thrusting my cock endlessly.
"Your pussy's clenching tighter. Feels fucking amazing."
"Uh, uhmm…! This… might feel good… ahng."
The slick inner walls and her tightening pussy flesh quickly built the pressure to cum. Was it the new position? Holding back felt even harder. But a guy's got pride. Cumming again right after the last one would be embarrassing, so I decided to endure as long as possible.
Plunge!Squelch!
"Oof!"
My goal: make Go Min-young cum first. Before I blew my load, get her to climax. I remembered her pussy being as loose as her daughter Go Min-ji's—maybe a few more hard thrusts would send her over?
Smack!
"Kyaaak!"
Pounding her with full force wasn't always best, but the Go women loved it rough. Go Min-ji practically lost her mind, and Go Min-young bucked her hips in delight too.
"Eup! You, you're too…."
"Too rough?!"
"N-nooo…! It's, so good…!"
I hammered her so hard pussy juice sprayed everywhere, and she writhed helplessly, twisting her body. That just added more friction to her inner folds, ramping up the pleasure.
"Cum! Cum for me!"
"Aang! Wh-what are you…!"
Shit, got too carried away. That was a habit with my fucktoys…. I switched back to tender caresses while thrusting. After a while like that, suddenly her pussy started twitching wildly.
"Heuk, ugh, w-wait…!"
She grew frantic. Tension flooded her body, her hips twisting, mouth gaping wide. The signs of climax. I finally released my hold. And came.
"Hngh!"
"Aaaaaah!!"
Her pussy clamped down tight. My cock was milked, spurting cum deep inside. Was it her orgasm milking me, or did my load push her over? We peaked almost together.
"Heok, haa,"
My strength drained in an instant, like I'd poured everything out—though it was only my second load. Best to just hold her close and grind gently now. I spread her legs wide again and leaned forward, maybe 30 degrees. As she panted in the afterglow, she suddenly reached out and hugged me tight. Her lips crashed into mine.
"Mmph, mmf,"
Devouring me like prey, she wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed hard—fierce enough to hurt a bit, like she'd never let go.
"Mmf, slurp, haa, Mu-yeol. Mmm."
Locked like that, we ravished each other's mouths in a frenzy. Her voluptuous body trapped me, and before long, my freshly spent cock hardened again, ready to ravage her pussy once more. I bucked my hips mid-kiss. Her legs gripped my waist tight but didn't stop my thrusts.
"Hngh!"
Kissing in ultra-close contact while fucking. The strokes were short, but I made up for it with speed.
This has its own charm…! Pulling out to the tip and slamming home was great, but this was pretty damn good too. For savoring her pussy, this might even be better.
"Uuum…!!"
Suddenly, her nasal breaths quickened. More air came through our joined mouths. Her legs and arms around me tensed rock-hard. Her pussy too—twitching like it wanted to wring out every drop. I held back as long as I could, then lifted off after her climax passed.
"Haa…."
Her face flushed red-hot, mouth agape, tongue lolling out.
"We haven't even really started…. What if you're already worn out?"
"Ahuh…♥."
I released her limp arms and legs, shifting positions. I rolled her slightly sideways and hugged one leg while pounding away.
"Ahk! Aang!"
Like scissors but better, I targeted her pussy while relishing the leg in my arms. A woman's perfect legs were sex in themselves. Just holding them spiked my arousal. Even after another creampie, our garden fuckfest continued. I flipped her face-down for doggy and came, then missionary to watch her face as I thrust and unloaded. The bed soaked in cum and pussy juice, so we moved—still fucking her the whole way. It took a good ten minutes just to relocate.
"Aang! Harder… fuck me harder…!"
Go Min-young seemed exhausted yet insatiable, endlessly offering her ass and spreading her legs.
"Haaang…!"
I obliged. Ass up? Grabbed her hips and pounded. Legs wide? Pulled her close and thrust. Finally, too spent, we slipped into the hot spring for a brief rest. After constant motion and panting, the steaming water melted my body.
"Huuuaaa…."
"Hehe…. Such a cute face."
Clinging to my side, she gazed at me with sultry eyes. Sweat-matted hair, flushed cheeks, those bitten lips plump and tempting again—my cock stiffened.
Ugh….
After all that pounding, even this twinge of pain. But my hunger for her pussy hadn't dimmed a bit.
"You did most of the work, Mu-yeol."
Swoosh. She rose, straddling me as I sat.
"This time…. I'll do the moving."
"Eut…. Already…?"
"Already? What do you mean?"
In the scalding bath, my cock was swallowed by her even hotter depths.
"Haa… ang…!"
"Uaa."
Our lower halves joined once more. She tossed her hair and started bouncing. Lifting her tight ass high, then slamming down heavy.
"Ahng! Hk! Uhng!"
Her massive tits jiggled right in my face.
"We…. don't have much time…!"
She was going all out this round. When I had energy, she'd take every thrust; when I tired, she'd mount and ride me senseless.
At this rate, I might die first??
My stamina was way up from before, so probably not—but her ferocity was no joke.
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While Go Min-young and Ko Mu-yeol ravaged each other fiercely, her new chief secretary Kang Hye-young trailed obediently behind. The beastly pair, leaving marks everywhere they fucked, seemed to have forgotten she even existed. Go Min-young had always treated others as less than human, fine—but her nephew, that scoundrel young master, acting the same? It was a stark reminder of the owner's family's true nature.
….
Still, Kang Hye-young tried her hardest not to think at all. Staring at their sloppy sex, she forced her mind away. Thinking led to judging, judging to feelings, feelings to expressions. Even with a perfect poker face, tiny tells were inevitable. She was just a tool to assist Go Min-young silently—if she overstepped with thoughts or judgments, she'd cross a line eventually. Then she'd vanish like Oh Sil-jang, unknown to all.
After a decade as closest aide, then twenty years as Go Min-young's "husband," Oh Sil-jang lost his head over one mistake. Even as her husband, she blinked at killing him. A brand-new chief secretary like her? No chance.
Others might see her "insider" knowledge as great trust, but that meant nothing here. When husbands died, what was trust?
He was a sham from the start, though….
Twenty years ago, Goryeo Group still pretended to care about optics. To hide the owner's clan's isolation and ugliness, Go Min-young married her then-chief secretary Oh Sil-jang. Pure facade. No couple contact; he remained her secretary. Publicly husband, privately aide. For over twenty years. If that long loyalty ended on one slip, what value was her tiny trust now?
Not that she'd quit over it—that'd be absurd. Once Prestige, always Prestige. Anyone who stepped foot in Prestige carried its mission to the grave.
Only…. absolute loyalty…!
She reaffirmed her vow. To the vice president who valued no human life…!
"Ahk! Aang! Mu-yeol, Mu-yeol!! Aaaang~♥."