Chapter 63
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: Reunion (8)
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Han Seol-ah kissed Ha Yoon's face while holding her close.
Starting from her forehead, she slowly moved down to her eyelids, the bridge of her nose, her cheeks, and her lips. Ha Yoon couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth at the ticklish, playful short kisses.
And Han Seol-ah didn't miss it.
"You like it when I kiss you, huh?"
"Huh? Ah, no, it's not like that..."
"Then you didn't like it?"
"Th-that..."
For someone asking so teasingly, her eyes held an unusual glint. Ha Yoon didn't even want to imagine what would happen if she said it was because it tickled or that she disliked it.
Ha Yoon hesitated, then lowered her eyes and mumbled.
"I-it felt good... It felt good, so..."
"Hehe, I knew it. How could anyone not like a kiss from someone as pretty as me?"
It sounded almost arrogant, but Han Seol-ah was pretty enough to say it.
Her long eyelashes visible right in front of her eyes, her sparkling black pearl-like pupils, her perky nose... There were many ways to describe her, but she was undeniably beautiful.
With such a person pressing her moist, soft, cherry-like lips against her face, who wouldn't like it?
Ha Yoon herself leaned toward liking the kisses on her face.
It was just that the fear was greater, not knowing when that affection might turn into her choking her throat.
As she forced her trembling arms to stop shaking, Han Seol-ah spoke in a voice laced with amusement.
"Then this time, you kiss me, Ha Yoon."
"Kiss you... how?"
"On the face, obviously. Just like I did, from the forehead down to the lips."
"A k-kiss?"
Ha Yoon looked quite flustered at Han Seol-ah's response—a kiss right on the lips.
But there was no refusing. It was best not to defy a VIP's orders as much as possible. Hadn't she told Kim Seon-ah the same?
Ha Yoon took a small deep breath, slightly lifted her body, and began kissing Han Seol-ah's forehead.
*Smack, smack*—the sounds continued as she slowly moved downward, following the same order Han Seol-ah had used on her.
When it came time for the lips, Han Seol-ah grabbed Ha Yoon's head as she timidly kissed them, preventing any escape.
"Mmph-?!"
Ha Yoon let out a startled sound, but Han Seol-ah pressed her lips back against hers, leaving her no choice but to hold her breath.
*Smack, smooch*—the deep kiss continued, but without tongues. Their lips rubbed together, occasionally nibbling playfully on Ha Yoon's lower lip.
Han Seol-ah smiled with her eyes at Ha Yoon's flushed, panting face.
Their lips parted only after some more time had passed. Han Seol-ah licked her lips and said to Ha Yoon, who was belatedly catching her breath.
"Ha Yoon, stick out your tongue for me?"
"M-my t-tongue...?"
At the command, Ha Yoon timidly extended her tongue, and Han Seol-ah overlapped their mouths once more. The act that followed was more intense than the kisses before.
Sucking on her tongue in a deep, entwining kiss, Ha Yoon's already struggling face flushed even deeper.
Seeing her struggling with the prolonged kiss, Han Seol-ah whispered softly.
"Breathe through your nose slowly. Don't rush because you're out of breath."
Breathe through her nose? Ha Yoon wanted to ask, but with Han Seol-ah pressing her lips again, she had no choice but to try on her own.
At first, she couldn't get the hang of it and nearly suffocated, but as the saying goes, humans adapt. Before long, she could breathe even while kissing.
Still, the kiss itself was overwhelming. Ha Yoon accepted Han Seol-ah's tongue desperately, tears welling in her eyes.
"Haa—"
It ended after about ten minutes. Han Seol-ah's face was flushed as she pulled away. Ha Yoon's was even more so.
But the changes didn't stop there. She felt her nipples stiffening erect. And her lower body was soaked enough for penetration at any moment.
She never imagined a mere kiss could arouse her this much. Ha Yoon wore a confused expression until a hand suddenly grabbed her breast, making her scream involuntarily.
"Eek!"
"Looks like you really liked the kiss. Your nipples are standing so hard."
"Th-that's not..."
Han Seol-ah smirked at Ha Yoon's stammering, lowered her head, and bit into her breast with an "Ahh~."
"Ha-ut!"
Ha Yoon let out a moan at the wet, warm sensation on her breast. Han Seol-ah squeezed and licked it like a nursing baby.
"Hngh, w-wait, hng, it feels weird... Ahng!"
"Feels weird like you're a mom?"
"Not that, hngh!"
Her head, shaking side to side, snapped back at the amused voice. Han Seol-ah had gathered her large breasts and started sucking both at once.
Because of that, Ha Yoon's barely seated body collapsed onto the bed. But Han Seol-ah didn't let go, overlapping her body on top and continuing to suckle her breasts with her mouth.
No milk would come no matter how much she sucked, but Ha Yoon couldn't think straight from the sensation of her breasts being suckled.
It was completely different from having her nipples flicked with fingers. A sharper, more piercing pleasure relentlessly stabbed her brain.
"I'm gonna cum, gonna cum, haaaang...!"
Ha Yoon's body tensed rigidly. Her climax was so intense that their overlapping bodies shook. Han Seol-ah lifted her lower abdomen with her waist, released the breast from her mouth, and let out a rough breath at the sight of Ha Yoon climaxing wildly.
She was at her limit too. Though she'd been toying with the more sensitive Ha Yoon, Han Seol-ah was a victim as well—her sensitivity matched Ha Yoon's.
Han Seol-ah pressed her breast into Ha Yoon's mouth and said.
"Suck mine too, suck me."
Even in her dazed, climaxing state, Ha Yoon realized something had entered her mouth. Reflexively, she began suckling the breast inside with *smack smack* sounds.
Han Seol-ah bit her lip at the sight of Ha Yoon instinctively suckling her breast with a hazy expression.
The pleasure from having her breasts sucked was, honestly, just okay. How well could someone not in their right mind suck anyway?
But thinking it was Ha Yoon made her lower belly clench tight.
Still, it wasn't enough. Han Seol-ah regretfully pulled her breast from Ha Yoon's mouth.
Ha Yoon mumbled as her mouth suddenly felt empty, nearly getting the breast again, but Han Seol-ah shook off the daze, straddled her face, and buried her own face in Ha Yoon's lower body.
It was the so-called 69 position. Han Seol-ah bit down on the swollen red nub at the center of Ha Yoon's drenched folds with her lips—*chomp*.
"Heek?!"
"Ahng—"
"Wh-what...!"
Ha Yoon snapped to her senses from the brain-piercing sharp pleasure and tried to lift her head, only to bump into the pussy in front of her face.
As she panicked, Han Seol-ah wiggled her hips and said.
"I want to feel good too. Make me feel good, okay?"
"W-wait, haa!"
Without waiting for a reply, Han Seol-ah began licking her clit with the tip of her tongue, forcing Ha Yoon to poke at the pussy shoved in her face with her fingers.
But she only knew how to thrust with a dick—no technique with hands or anything—so after a few pokes, she squirted from Han Seol-ah's caresses and climaxed again.
Han Seol-ah wiped the love juices smeared on her face with her hand and said.
"Not only is your pussy lame, but your hand skills are too. That's disappointing, my Ha Yoon."
"Ah-ut, hng... F-forgive me..."
"Fine. I'll take care of it now, so just stick out your tongue."
Stick out her tongue all of a sudden? It was an odd command, but Ha Yoon extended her tongue with a *bleh*. At the same time, Han Seol-ah's hips settled onto her face.
"Mmph—" Ha Yoon groaned miserably from below, but Han Seol-ah rode her face, grinding her waist back and forth.
Her clit and pussy brushing against the extended tongue brought enough pleasure to reach climax, more or less.
"Hngh...!"
"Mmph..."
Han Seol-ah's body bent forward, trembling. It was the sight she often showed at climax. As she exhaled deeply in the afterglow, she heard desperate slaps against the bed from below.
Come to think of it, she was still squashing her face. With that casual thought, Han Seol-ah lifted her hips off Ha Yoon's face.
"Hnghk! Haaack...!"
"Oh dear, sorry. Were you that out of breath?"
Ha Yoon panted without a chance to reply. Nearly suffocating under a pussy—what kind of joke was that?
Han Seol-ah chuckled and brought her face close to Ha Yoon's lower body again.
"As an apology, I'll make you cum buckets~"
"Hut, w-wait, you don't have to, hngk!"
*Rub rub rub rub*—
*Squish squish squish squish*—
As if the previous caresses were mere play, Han Seol-ah attacked her clit and insides simultaneously with both hands, tormenting her relentlessly.
Faced with the violently crashing pleasure, Ha Yoon gripped the bedsheets as if to tear them, twisting her head side to side.
"Hyaaah! Ahng! Haaaang!"
"Hehe. Even your moans are cute... Hm?"
Han Seol-ah giggled at the scream-like moans from behind. Then she lifted her head at the shadow approaching her nose.
Woo Shin-hyung, who had been watching from the side of the bed, thrust his fully erect cock forward.
"Master?"
"I tried just watching, but my dick hurts so much I can't hold back anymore. Can I join now?"
"Hng, I wanted to play a bit more, but I can't leave Master out. Shall I suck you?"
"Yeah. Let's start by getting one load out with your mouth."
With that, Woo Shin-hyung grabbed Han Seol-ah's hair. Despite the scalp-tearing pain that would make anyone wince, she opened her mouth wide without changing expression and took in his cock.
True to his word of just one first, Woo Shin-hyung gripped her head and shook it mercilessly back and forth like an onahole.
"Gag—Guhk—"
Han Seol-ah retched repeatedly and shed tears from the relentless thrusting into her throat, but her eyes were smiling.
She felt happy amid the suffering every time Woo Shin-hyung ravaged her like this. At least it assured her he wouldn't abandon her.
The ejaculation came quickly. Woo Shin-hyung buried his cock deep in her throat and unleashed his semen.
*Gulp—gulp*—her throat bobbed up and down several times. Only after pouring every last drop into her stomach did his cock pull out.
"Haaa—"
Han Seol-ah exhaled and opened her mouth wide to show the inside.
Whether to boast she'd drunk it all or if it had become habit, Woo Shin-hyung's cock soon headed elsewhere.
Noticing, Han Seol-ah spread Ha Yoon's pussy with her hand and said.
"Enjoy your meal, Master."
*Plunge*—Ha Yoon's eyes widened as the cock invaded her pussy.