Filming Jeong Sangmi, Park Eunjeong's Cleanup Blowjob
The car windows had fogged over completely. You couldn't see a thing in any direction — front, back, left, or right.
I'd guess a good eighty percent of the humidity packing the interior had come from Jeong Sangmi's body. And of that moisture, her pussy juice had to outnumber the sweat. Her cunt had been pumping out an unbelievable amount of fluid, gushing and squirting without end.
She was sprawled across the backseat like someone who'd lost consciousness, her chest heaving for air, while between her legs her pussy still leaked cloudy juice, radiating leftover heat. Thanks to her, the whole car reeked of that sweet, musky cunt-smell.
I was worn out from the savage fucking myself, so I leaned back against the seat and caught my breath.
It had been a deeply satisfying fuck.
But I couldn't call it a satisfying revenge. Not yet. The real payback — the slow, methodical collapse of this woman — was only just beginning.
This time I turned on my phone camera and fired up the flash.
There were a few other cars in the parking lot, but by now the windows were so thoroughly coated in condensation that nobody could possibly see inside. I could make it as bright as I wanted.
Click. Click.
I snapped dozens of shots of Jeong Sangmi splayed in the backseat with both legs thrown wide, looking utterly wrecked. Close-ups of her pussy and asshole were a given, and I made sure to get plenty of her vacant, fucked-stupid face as well.
Then I switched to video and spread her pussy lips into a V with two fingers. The red inner flesh that peeled open was slathered in cloudy semen and cunt juice. I brought the camera in close to film it, then shoved my fingers into her still-scorching hole.
"Ahhk...!"
Just as I'd expected, Jeong Sangmi reacted instantly, violently. She'd only been exhausted for a moment — her body's sensitivity was still fully intact.
Squish. Squish. Squish.
The fluid that had pooled deep in her vagina came bursting out with a wet, filthy sound.
I worked my two fingers slowly, holding the phone close so the wet noises from her pussy would be captured clearly on the recording. Jeong Sangmi was too spent to even scream properly, just sobbing and whimpering, but she still didn't close those widely spread legs.
Even after climaxing, she was already craving the next new stimulus.
The things I did to her were probably like a drug's ecstasy as far as she was concerned.
"Uuugh! Uuuunnngh!!"
Jeong Sangmi... Heaven and hell have both opened for you now. You bitch... hehehehe!
Squelch.
When I knelt on the seat to shift my position, the piss and pussy juice pooled there made a wet sound as it smeared across my knees.
Thank god the seats were faux leather and not fabric.
By the time I finally managed to send Jeong Sangmi on her way, it was past midnight.
Even after that, my continued "caresses" — which were really just sexual torture — left her exhausted all over again.
She seemed to have lost far too much fluid, so I kindly scooped up the piss and cunt juice pooled on the seat with my palm and poured it into her mouth for her to drink.
And that sight was so decadent, so filthy-erotic, that I showered her with deep kisses while pounding her pussy again like I was raping her. All of it recorded on video, of course.
In the end she howled like an animal, leaking from her eyes, her nose, her mouth, her piss-hole and her cunt — every hole that could leak, leaked. I'd already planted a suggestion to gradually loosen her body's sensitivity, so I was actually worried whether she'd even make it home in one piece.
That's why I had to specially suggest that she'd drive carefully and stay sharp enough to arrive safely.
I dragged my own exhausted body home as well.
I drove slowly and parked at my studio apartment. The clock read twelve-thirty.
Checking my phone, I found several missed calls from Park Eunjeong and a string of texts asking when I'd be coming.
After freely pounding a woman's body and shooting load after load, maybe it was the post-nut clarity talking... but even having a sex slave was starting to feel like a hassle. Still, I'd made a promise, and Park Eunjeong would be waiting desperately for me. I should at least go see her face.
The traces of Jeong Sangmi pooled on the backseat, and the smell packing the car, would have to wait until tomorrow after I woke up.
I got out of the car and went straight down to the basement.
The karaoke bar's stairway and sign lights were all off, just like yesterday — business was over.
When I opened the door and stepped inside, Park Eunjeong greeted me as if she'd been waiting the whole time.
"Master... I was worried you weren't coming... You didn't even get in touch..."
She'd been sitting at the counter, then jumped up and threw herself into my arms.
After being steeped in Jeong Sangmi's filthy, lewd smell, inhaling Park Eunjeong's clean, refined scent put my mind at ease.
"Yeah, things ended up that way. You waited a long time, huh. Aigoo... I'm wiped... You wouldn't believe how much I pounded her..."
I told Park Eunjeong to lock the door, then immediately collapsed onto the sofa in front of the counter.
"How much did you do to get this worn out... You look so exhausted..."
After locking up, she came over and studied my face.
From her expression, her words, her every little movement, I could feel genuine love.
I was happy even without sex or dirty stuff. Khhh...!
"Eunjeong, I need to lie down and rest in that room from last time."
"You're that worn out? Yes, then come this way. Master..."
Eunjeong helped me to my feet and supported me just like before, guiding me to the room at the end of the hallway.
It was the room where I'd first had her, so I liked this one the most. Once inside, before lying down on the sofa, I pulled down my pants and underwear and stripped them off completely.
Then I stretched out long on the sofa and said,
"Eunjeong. You remember what I told you? You were going to suck my cock clean."
"Yes.., Master. I remember..."
Park Eunjeong's face flushed as she quietly knelt in front of the sofa where I lay.
Her soft hands took hold of my cock — still soaked in Jeong Sangmi's sour pussy juice — and began to carefully massage it.
"Master's cock looks so tired..."
She addressed my dick with an extreme honorific, like it was some kind of lord.
Khhh... A truly born, first-rate sex slave. A woman like this meeting the wrong husband... tsk tsk tsk.
"Yeah. That bitch kept freaking out, begging me to pound her... I came in her pussy, came in her mouth, came in her pussy again... Eunjeong. Sorry, but I'm too tired today to fuck you. So just suck my cock. Sorry."
"It's okay, Master. Then I'll suck you clean, so you just rest your eyes a bit."
"It's way past the time you should've gone home. Are you okay?"
"There are occasional late nights. Master doesn't need to worry."
Saying that, she slowly licked up my cock with her tongue.
From the base toward the head, she spread her tongue wide and softly rubbed and swept upward.
"Mmm..."
The sensation was so good I let out a small moan and closed my eyes.
Park Eunjeong's tongue kept licking my cock from bottom to top, coating it thickly with her hot saliva.
"Does it smell?"
"Slurp... slurp... It does... That woman's smell... it's strong..."
"That's the taste of that woman's pussy juice. How is it?"
"Slurp... slurp... I hate it... It tastes awful... I'll clean off every last trace of that woman from Master's cock... slurp, suck."
"Good. If you hate that bitch's traces remaining, then suck them all clean with your mouth."
"Yes, Master..."
The moment she finished speaking, she took my cock into her mouth.
Inside, she softly rubbed the underside with her tongue while squeezing the rest with her inner cheeks and the roof of her mouth, sucking down the saliva that had dissolved Jeong Sangmi's pussy juice.
Slurp. Slurp. Suck.
Her movements grew bigger and bigger. The sensation that had been merely soft and slippery at first was now stimulating enough to make my cock hard again.
"Ugh... hahh... Touch your pussy with your hand while you do it too.... hahh!"
"Mmph, mmph, mmph, mmph, mmph, mmph!"
Park Eunjeong really sucked my cock with everything she had. And just as I'd told her, she hiked up her skirt, slipped her hand into her panties, and started touching somewhere on her pussy.
Kneeling there, sucking my cock with her mouth, touching her pussy with her hand.
I reached out and groped Park Eunjeong's breasts, then realized she wasn't wearing a bra.
My fingers slid along her soft tits and caught on her perked-up nipples.
She'd probably taken it off while waiting for me.
Was it because she was so lovable? Or because the stimulation of her sucking was too intense?
I felt the urge to shoot a load inside her pussy.
"Eunjeong..."
"Slurp slurp slurp... slurp. Yes, Master..."
"Get on."
"Should I climb up and suck you?"
"No. Get on and put it in your pussy."
"Really? Thank you...! Thank you so much, Master...!"
Park Eunjeong said it in a delighted voice, and I heard the sound of her hurriedly standing and peeling off her panties.
Then she climbed onto the sofa and very carefully straddled my body.
Thanks to that mouth of hers, my cock was standing stiff again, and I felt her hot, sticky inner pussy flesh slowly descending and squeezing around the head.
"Ahhk...! Ah... Master, it feels so good...!!"