The Exquisitely Delicious MILF Pussy of Kim Min-jung Belongs to Husband Geum Tae-yang
“Haaaahhh...! Hnnnngh...! Min-jung’s pussy and... Husband’s cock... mixing together...! It feels so incredibly good...! Haaaahhh...!”
Shake...! Shake...! Rock...! Shake...!
Squelch...! Schlick...! Schlick...! Squelch...! Squelch...!
Kim Min-jung was a woman of deep shyness. That nature carried over, to some degree, even into her sex with Geum Tae-yang. She had long since grown used to the beastly fucking she shared with him, yet even when their bodies performed like animals, she was never the type to revel in filthy talk the way he did. Whenever Tae-yang started spouting obscenities, her face would flush scarlet and she would squirm with mortified embarrassment.
But right now her husband was indulging the exact keyword she had asked for—obsession. And Kim Min-jung was the sort of woman who simply could not leave such a thing unanswered. So even as her face burned red once more with shame, she forced herself to fire back with raw, explicit dirty talk that painted the inside of her own pussy in merciless detail.
“Khhhaaahhh...! That’s right, my Min-jung... I’m your husband, aren’t I...? Right...? Tsshhh...!”
“This enormous thing sliding in and out of Min-jung’s pussy right now is Husband’s cock, isn’t it...? Hnnnngh!”
Thud...! Thud!
Squelch...!♥ Plunge...!♥ Schlick...!♥ Plunge...!♥
The filthy words spilling from the mouth of the usually demure Kim Min-jung filled Geum Tae-yang’s possessive hunger to pure, concentrated depth. Fierce, electric pleasure slammed into his prostate and every nerve ending; he could do nothing but drown in it. He seized her waist and took full control of the thrusting—slow, deliberate strokes loaded with crushing impact.
I’m gonna cum... A few more thrusts and my load is going to flood Ajumma’s pussy completely...!! This feeling is driving me insane...!!!!
The urge to ejaculate had gone past pleasure and into pure torture. It felt as if someone were tickling his prostate with a feather, over and over. The greatest pussy and the greatest psychological fuel had combined into pure catharsis.
“Haaah...! Hnnnngh...! It’s so sweet...! When Husband calls his wife by her name...! Hngh! Hah! Hiii...! Min-jung loves it so much...! Hnnnngh!”
Nuzzle...! Nuzzle... Nuzzle...! Nuzzle...! Nuzzle...!
Kim Min-jung was drowning in the same historic catharsis. She rubbed her face against him like a cat stretching, not knowing what to do with herself. Even after they had become husband and wife in every way that mattered, Geum Tae-yang almost never dropped the “Ajumma” when he spoke to her. That was how precious her place was to him. But the massive wave of possessiveness that had just crashed through him had made him bold enough to cross the twenty-one-year gap and speak to her in pure casual speech.
That insolence made Kim Min-jung’s heart race as if time itself had rewound and she were a newlywed again.
It really feels like I’m living a honeymoon with Tae-yang... Forgetting the age difference... Haaaahhh...! I’m such a hopeless, shameless woman...! Hnnnngh...!
Her first marriage had never known a honeymoon. Now, being called simply “Min-jung” instead of “Ajumma” by the husband she loved filled that empty space with something richer and deeper. That was how powerful a name could be to a human heart.
“Then... if I’m Min-jung’s husband... that means my Min-jung is Husband’s Min-jung too, right...? Right...? Tsshhh...!”
“Haaah! That’s right...! Min-jung is Husband’s... Husband’s property... Haaaahhh...!”
Squelch...!♥ Plunge...!♥ Schlick...!♥ Schlick...!♥ Plunge...!♥
The conversation was childish to the point of absurdity. But this was love. Especially when bodies were joined, people were supposed to become fools. Foolish Geum Tae-yang asked the obvious of his blissfully vacant Kim Min-jung and demanded the obvious answer in return.
“Then...! Khh...! These tits...! Tsshhh!! Of course they belong only to Husband, right...? Puhh!”
Knead...! Knead...! Squeeze...! Knead...!
Geum Tae-yang might have been a fool, but no one could deny he was a thorough one. He had built the entire scene with meticulous care. Everything he had said before had been setup—preamble designed to claim ownership of the massive soft flesh of Kim Min-jung’s breasts, the very things that had sparked his jealousy. With obsession thick in his touch, he reached out, seized those watermelon-sized breasts, and began a pathetic, childish tantrum.
“Hnnnngh!! Haaaahhh!! They’re Husband’s...! Min-jung’s breasts are Husband’s...! Haaaahhh!”
Thud! Thud!
Kim Min-jung laid her own hands over the big hands that had claimed both of her enormous breasts. It was a performance perfectly matched to his pitiful, unmanly display. Yet to her it felt like the peak of masculine charm. This man—so responsible, so willing to walk through fire and water for his family—turned into a complete child only in front of her. That combination of alpha-male strength and adorable, clingy cuteness hit every one of her tastes perfectly.
“Khhhaaah!! Haaah!! Then! Then the pussy! Whose pussy is my Min-jung’s pussy for?? Hah! Khh...!! Tell me! I want to hear it from my Min-jung’s pretty mouth!! Haaah!!”
Plunge! Plunge! Plunge! Plunge! Plunge! Schlick! Plunge! Plunge!
Knead! Knead! Squeeze! Knead! Roll-roll-roll! Knead!
What is the defining trait of a spoiled child? Once you start indulging them, the demands never stop. Obsessive Geum Tae-yang grew even more blatant in his claim over alpha-female Kim Min-jung. And that possessiveness came paired with rough, driving thrusts. In the end, a male’s purpose is to bury his cock in the pussy of the female he loves and empty his seed into her womb. Tae-yang seemed determined to prove that nature in full; he shifted into a faster, spring-loaded tempo and demanded her answer.
“Haaaahhh! Hnnnngh! So you’re asking...! Haaah! Hngh! Whose pussy Min-jung’s is...! Hiii! Hah!”
Sliiiide...!
Ripple! Ripple! Ripple! Ripple!
The fucking was so devastating that even the firm flesh of Kim Min-jung’s ass—wrapped tightly around his waist with real strength—began to roll and wave like water. Inside her pussy an entire orchestra of pleasure conducted by her husband was playing, and she arched her back like a dragon, crying out to feel every note. Even in that moment her cunning as a female showed itself. She deliberately delayed her answer, drawing it out the way only a seasoned MILF could, stoking the fire of their sex even higher.
“Why won’t you answer!! Not enough?? Is my love not enough??? Khhhaaah! Tsshhh!! How about this!! How about this!! I can love you even more than this!! Khhhaaah!! So tell me who owns this pussy right now, Kim Min-jung!!”
—Squelch!! Plunge!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Plunge!! Plunge!! Squelch!! Plunge!!
The male Geum Tae-yang in Kim Min-jung’s palm danced helplessly to her tune. Even more power poured into his thrusts as he demanded that the alpha female acknowledge him as the greatest alpha male alive—worthy of the greatest alpha female alive—through pure, desperate love.
“Hwaaaahhh!! Hnnnngh!! Hwaaah! Hnnnngh!! Hwaaaahhh!!!”
Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!!
Geum Tae-yang’s fully erect twenty-six-centimeter cock slammed into her with raw force, as if it meant to conquer not only her body but her entire existence. Kim Min-jung’s first answer was pure alpha-female: the movement of her lower body as she simply enjoyed the sex. She took even his half-beast, half-man thrusting and answered it with goddess-blessed twerking of her hips.
“That’s right...!!! Hnnnngh!! Hwaaaahhh!!! Min-jung’s pussy is Husband’s...! Hngh!! Hnnngh!! Min-jung is Geum Tae-yang’s woman...! Tsshhh...!!! Hnnnngh!!!”
Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Shake!! Shake!! Rock!! Shake!!
Plunge!! Plunge!! Plunge!! Plunge!! Schlick!! Plunge!! Plunge!!
And then she gave him the official certification he had been starving for—the declaration of who owned Kim Min-jung’s pussy. The alpha female’s pussy belonged to Geum Tae-yang, and only Geum Tae-yang was allowed to fuck it like this and cum inside it.
“Hhhhaaahhh!!! Kim Min-jung!!!!!”
—Wham!!!
Geum Tae-yang howled in pure rapture and crushed his beloved woman in his arms.
“I love you!! I love you, Kim Min-jung!! Khh...! Khhhaaahhh!!!”
Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!!
Squelch!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Plunge!!♥ Plunge!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Squelch!!♥ Plunge!!♥
Then he began marking his territory inside her pussy, putting his full lower-body weight into a genuine mating-press bombardment. All the while he roared his love confession at the top of his lungs.
“I love you so much it drives me crazy, Kim Min-jung!! Mmmph!!♥ I’ll stake my life on loving you!!! Slurp!!♥ Khhhaaahhh!!! Kim Min-jung!!!”
Wham!!!
Even the roaring confession and the full-weight mating press were not enough to express the current running through him, so Geum Tae-yang simply pulled her into a complete embrace. One hundred eighty-nine centimeters and one hundred five kilograms of muscle covered her in the missionary position, his lats flared wide, claiming her completely.
“With my heart!!! Mmmph!!♥ Khhhaaah!! And with this cock!!! Tsshh! Haaah!!! I’ll love you!!! Mmmph!♥ Mmmphhh!!♥”
Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!! Rock!!
—Squelch!! Squelch!! Plunge!! Plunge!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Plunge!! Squelch!!
In that position he drove vertical, full-power mating thrusts into Kim Min-jung’s pussy like a millstone grinding grain, then devoured her dazzlingly beautiful face.
“Tsshhh!!! Khh!! The most delicious woman alive, Kim Min-jung!!! Hah! Khhhaaah!!!”
Twitch! Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!
Swing! Swing! Swing! Swing!
Geum Tae-yang was pouring out his conquest without mercy. The delicious, deliberate teasing of the voluptuous MILF Kim Min-jung had turned his obsessive dopamine into glistening, steaming white rice. The feast laid out before him was so overwhelming that his asshole clenched and fluttered trying to contain the prostate pleasure exploding out of him, while his balls—shriveled by the heat of sex like midsummer dog balls—swung heavily like little coin purses.