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Dr-r-r-rip— Kanju rose from his seat just like that. My body shifted sideways from the sudden movement.

"Hngh—"

I tumbled off the sofa onto the floor, my still-weak legs wobbling for a moment. My breathing hadn't even settled yet. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠But he didn't hesitate. Gripping just my nape, he dragged me across the floor like I was rolling baggage.

Thud.

"Get up."

Kanju grabbed my wrist instead of my nape and yanked me to my feet.

"Hey, hey~ Where you off to?" Harubi laughed from behind.

Chobi clicked her tongue curtly. Even with her there, she couldn't compete with this younger, curvier new girl.

"Haha, total prey right there. Enjoy your meal~"

Mion chuckled, assuming ahead, but Kanju didn't reply. He just strode toward the door, dragging me along by the arm. I stumbled after him without even thinking of resisting.

Kanju pulled me into the room and shut the door. It was quieter than I'd expected inside. The laughter and music from outside felt distant, muffled by that single door.

"……."

Kanju released my hand. My wrist, suddenly free, threw off my balance for a second. I took a step back. My heart was still pounding wildly.

Kanju gazed down at me silently. It wasn't the expression he'd worn in the living room. More relaxed, but blatantly predatory.

"Hey."

His voice was much lower than before. In this room alone with just us two, his clear casual command made me look up. Our eyes met for an instant.

"Feels good?"

I flinched back as he stepped closer. I retreated instinctively. We repeated it a few times until my back hit the wall. Nowhere left to go.

Kanju smirked at that.

"I'm asking you."

He reached out and gripped my chin again, just like in the living room.

"Heh…?"

But this time, his hold was firmer. He pulled my face close.

"You soaked everything back there, and now you're gonna play innocent? Think I'll let that slide?"

With his free hand, he wiped the cum all over his abs and smeared it across my chest. His thuggish question pressed down on me, making me gasp raggedly—and then Kanju crushed his lips against mine. No time to prepare or respond. The moment our lips met, my breath cut off. His sucking, biting was savage, almost tearing into me.

"Haa—"

Tobacco taste. A short moan leaked between our lips.

Kanju ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠chuckled at the sound, whispering without even pulling away.

"Answer me."

These few-in-the-country massive, perky tits and pretty face. Where the hell had this bitch been hiding that no one's claimed her virgin ass yet? Still, her lewd, obedient vibe kept building this twisted thrill.

"Yesh, yesh ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it feesh good…."

He shoved fingers in my mouth to keep it open, slurring my words. His tongue invaded. Our breaths tangled again. The memory of my body shaking moments ago lingered. My orgasm hadn't fully faded yet. Maybe that's why—every twist of our tongues made my inner thighs quiver anew. Clenching bit by bit, rubbing my thighs together desperately without touching.

While kissing, he kneaded my breasts hard, then jabbed his finger deep into my nipple—guuuush— pressing in.

My already stiff nipples couldn't hide under his fingers, and the piercing sensation made my chest throb.

"Hauuung…!!"

"Fucking pervert bitch."

Twaang— When he released, my nipple sprang back with elastic bounce. He wouldn't miss how I'd been grinding my clit against my thighs—soon, my legs were forced apart. His leg slipped between mine, occasionally tap, taping my crotch.

"Hauuk…!"

Every desperate smack on my pussy made sticky threads drip, soaking my thighs. Madness gleamed in his watching eyes.

Kanju stopped teasing with his thick thigh and laid his fingers on it instead. My swollen pussy was hot, unbearably itchy. His occasional sharp smacks made tears flow.

"Hurts? Or still feels good?"

Even as I whimpered and sobbed, the whipping stimulation drove me insane. Every press on my labia sprayed juices everywhere.

"Heung…! Go… good—…"

My hips kept leaning forward, this stupid body depending on him. Afraid he'd leave me alone in this private space, I didn't complain of pain once—I chose him.

"Stand straight."

Satisfied with my answer, he stepped back, cock still rock-hard. He crooked a finger. As I backed up, he sat on the bed, leaving me naked before him.

Finally, finally—? His long scan of my body filled me with eager anticipation.

But his hand went to the violent bulge looking up from below.

"What the fuck did you feed these tits to make 'em this big?"

It was genuine awe, but I couldn't say I changed like this in an instant, so I just shut my mouth.

"Fuck…."

Handling the shadowed globes from the front, he squeezed the centers like milking, yanking downward.

"Ah, aaa…!"

It hurt. His instinct-driven grip lacked any delicacy—it hurt. Unable to grasp the whole breast in one hand, he wrung it, gathering toward the tip and pinching just the pink, untouched nipple. Testing how far it'd stretch.

"Hiyaaat——!"

Lifting kilos of tits by one nipple unleashed unbearable pain and pleasure. This body was springy, upper chest full, so it didn't stretch much forward. Unaware, Kanju just pulled harder.

"Doesn't stretch as much as I thought."

"S-stop…!"

Reflexively, my hands flew from my thighs to my teary face. Hiding and begging him for mercy, he raised one eyebrow.

"What? Why'd you move."

Smack—!

Kanju released the tugged nipple with interest and slapped the side of my breast.

"Hau…!"

Like dominoes, my side boob jiggled wildly as his not-small hand smacked on, heat surging.

"Huh? What's this now. I stopped."

Smack.

His first handprint bloomed on my pale skin. Tears flowed over it. The pain mingled with tears made my nipple harden more where it brushed.

Slap, whack— Even after several spankings, I didn't flee. Panting to catch my breath, I stood there before him. My breast side still throbbed. My thighs were so weak a tap would collapse me.

But between my legs, sticky fluid still trickled slowly.

"…Wow. You just take it?"

A small gasp of admiration escaped. Not his earlier grinning face. His eyes were a whole different beast now.

Kanju licked inside his mouth.

"You know."

His gaze swept my face. Tear-wet eyes, disheveled hair, trembling lips. And the reddened, slapped breasts below.

"One serious piece of advice from me. Virgin bitch or not, if you follow any dickhead just 'cause it feels good, you're fucked."

Kanju's lip twisted.

"Royally fucked."

Less threat, more certainty in his tone. He tilted his head, scanning me again.

"—Hah, fuck it. You walking tit-pussy."

His hand rose slowly. To the slapped spot. The red-hot side of my breast. His finger brushed lightly.

"Live however the fuck you want."

I flinched. But no crashing pain this time. Kanju rubbed the mark slowly with his thumb. Along the red welt, unbelievably gentle for the man who'd just beaten it.

Kanju brought his ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠face close to my breast. His tongue trailed the flushed skin, then slurp—

"…Ah."

A short moan burst from the sucking pain. Lipstick-like kiss marks or shapeless bruises bloomed several on my breast.

Kanju wrapped my waist, pulling me in to bury his face in my flesh like it was his, then flicked his tongue at the nipple he'd tormented endlessly.

"Ah… aaang—!"

He swirled his tongue tip as he pleased, then popped the stiff nipple into his mouth like a hard candy on his tongue.

"Heuuung—!"

A spoiled whine mixed with moan escaped unwittingly. I'd thought this woman's voice leaking constantly was embarrassing.

But when he suckled my nipple like nursing—oh god. My gasps shifted, holding ragged breaths.

A tingling jolt raced from breast tip to scalp—making me feel like fulfilling my role as a woman right now was the happiest moment of my life.

I mean… it didn't have to be this big, right?

But to feed someone these breasts, to be loved with a pussy wetter than most. Maybe like he said, this walking… hyper-feminine 'Eunha' exists to bring joy to others, to be groped and devoured fully?

That instant—

Thump.

My body shuddered violently. Mad sexual stimulation crashed over me.