Auntie Min-jung's Half-Shaved Smooth Pussy — Unable to Resist That Sexiness, I Thrust Right In
"Th-that length seems about right, Tae-yang..."
Faced with Geum Tae-yang's blunt, meticulously detailed questions — questions that made him sound like some old man obsessed with pussy-shaving — Kim Min-jung answered carefully, her voice trembling just enough that she even stammered over her words.
This whole event had been her own idea, yet watching the man she loved actually shave her pubic hair with his own hands was almost unbearably embarrassing.
"Got it, Auntie. I'll shave the rest to this length too, okay?"
Ssshhhk...! Ssshk...!
Not completely bare — just enough that the faintest shadow of stubble would still show where the hair had been. That was the level Geum Tae-yang settled on as he began shaving Kim Min-jung's pussy.
She had squirted so much earlier that her entire lower half was already soaked through. Just as he had expected, there was no need to wet anything down — he could spread the shaving cream straight across her whole pussy.
"Auntie, your pussy hair is so soft... like silk..."
Every pass of the razor over Kim Min-jung's pubic hair felt incredible under his hands. Completely different from the scratchy roughness of shaving his own stubble — this was pure softness. Geum Tae-yang muttered to himself like a man possessed, drunk on the pleasure of it.
"Hnnnngh... hiiiingh..."
Stroke... stroke... stroke...
Kim Min-jung looked utterly mortified. Legs spread wide open, her pussy and the surrounding skin coated in a mix of her own squirt and shaving cream, having her coal-black pubic hair shaved away was already enough to make her head feel like it might explode. And on top of that, the man in front of her kept pouring out the most shamelessly filthy compliments. She couldn't even bring herself to look properly at Geum Tae-yang as he shaved her.
And yet — she truly was a loving, affectionate MILF through and through. Even through all that crushing embarrassment, her hand never stopped moving, tenderly stroking Geum Tae-yang's head again and again.
He took every drop of that weird water I sprayed... and now he's shaving me down there so gently... hnnnngh... I love Tae-yang so much...
That was right. The filthy man she was with right now was the same man who had gladly taken her squirt full in the face. Kim Min-jung was a woman who loved to nurture and hold people close — but she also possessed a formidable sense of possessiveness. You could call it a possessiveness rooted in belonging. The act of spraying something onto the person you love — at its most primal, it was a way of claiming them as yours. And she had done exactly that to Geum Tae-yang. So of course, separate from the embarrassment, she was swimming in a vast, deep satisfaction.
With that as her foundation, Kim Min-jung felt as though her beloved young male had fully stepped inside the fence that was the female Kim Min-jung — and she stroked him endlessly, lost in the feeling.
This kind of happiness... is it really okay for me alone to have it...?
Even as she basked in that happiness, a vague sense of guilt stirred in her.
"Hell yeah~~ Auntie's hair got shaved so pretty~! I mean, I did it myself, but damn, I did a good job, right? Or is it just that the way Auntie's hair grows is already that pretty?"
Before she knew it, Geum Tae-yang had finished shaving every last bit. Patches of shaving cream still clung here and there, but the half-smooth pussy now fully revealed was exactly as he had intended — a clean, glossy shave that left only the barest suggestion of a hairline.
"You're right... our Tae-yang really did shave me so prettily... Thank you, Tae-yang..."
"Haha! I'm the one who should be thanking you, Auntie! I'm the guy who wants to do everything for you!"
Kim Min-jung still couldn't quite bring herself to look at him out of sheer embarrassment — but the moment she heard that bright voice, her gaze finally drifted down toward the pussy her beloved husband had just shaved for her. At the same time, in a warm, simple tone, she offered her gratitude to the husband who had worked so hard.
And the young male Geum Tae-yang answered with a sheepish, rambling laugh.
"That's right... our Tae-yang is a boy who treats me so well... a boy who does everything for me..."
Stroke...! Stroke...! Stroke...!
Kim Min-jung gazed at him with such tender affection and stroked his head once more.
"Hey, Tae-yang... about something..."
Then, in a careful tone, she continued.
"Yes, Auntie!"
Geum Tae-yang answered cheerfully.
"Even if Auntie asked you for something completely ridiculous... would our Tae-yang still do whatever Auntie wanted...?"
She put the question to him with a distinctly strange nuance.
Huh? What kind of vibe is this question giving off?
Even Geum Tae-yang could feel how odd the tone was. Especially since it was the kind of question Kim Min-jung never used. She was always the one trying to do things for others — never the type to voice what she wanted for herself.
Just a normal couple's 'do you love me' check? Something like that?
That was how he chose to read it. Until now, Kim Min-jung had lived only as Mama Kim Min-jung. But to him, she was now girlfriend Kim Min-jung. He tried shifting his perspective to match hers.
"Of course, Auntie. The moment I started loving you, I became a man ready to do anything — anything at all — that you want!"
So he answered in perfect keeping with that interpretation. And in truth, he really was that kind of man. Still, he knew full well that Kim Min-jung was not a woman who would ever make some impossible request — so a healthy dose of bravado was mixed into his words, and there was no denying it.
"Okay... thank you so much, Tae-yang... for saying that..."
She smiled — a soft, satisfied little smile — and stroked the cheek of the Geum Tae-yang who was looking at her.
Stroke... stroke... stroke...
"But Auntie! What is it? Do you have something else you want to ask me for??"
He had thought it was just a simple love-check. But the look in Kim Min-jung's eyes right now was far too wistful for that. So Geum Tae-yang asked, wondering if she really did have some other request.
"You dummy~ What could a wife possibly want from her husband~? Just keep loving me, always! And right now~ work hard at making me climax~!"
Squeeze...!
Kim Min-jung had felt his confusion. So, almost as if changing the subject, she teased him lightly and pulled him in by the nape of his neck.
"Haha! You're right, Auntie! A husband's top priority is obviously loving his wife!!"
In front of Kim Min-jung, Geum Tae-yang truly became simple — became a fool. The instant she put on that coquettish act, his mind went completely blank, and all he could do was focus on how breathtakingly beautiful she was.
"Wow...! Our Tae-yang's thing is still that huge??"
Because he had been bent over the whole time, his upper body had been facing the floor — and now it lifted. Right before Kim Min-jung's eyes appeared Geum Tae-yang's massive erect cock, even more furiously swollen and magnificent than it had been during the blowjob before the shaving.
"Haha...! I was concentrating so hard, but Auntie's body is just so good and so lovable that..."
Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...!
Geum Tae-yang scratched his head, looking thoroughly awkward. Normally, if you focused hard enough on something, even a cock with great stamina would go soft. But this particular cock of Geum Tae-yang's was so insanely obsessed with the voluptuous MILF Kim Min-jung that unless he thrust it in and came, it simply refused to die. The frustration of having held back that desperate urge to bury himself inside her — and the embarrassment of looking like a pervert still dripping with sex-thoughts even now — all of it mixed together on his face.
"Then let's do it right away, Tae-yang! There's no need to wipe this cream off first. Let's go right now! Our Tae-yang must have been holding it in so hard."
Twitch! Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!
Seeing him like that, Kim Min-jung's signature mama-power kicked into full gear. This boy had suppressed even a sex drive erupting like an active volcano just so he could shave her pussy hair for her — he was adorable and pitiful all at once. So she began shifting her position, eager to drain every drop of the cum that had built up inside her beloved young husband. She worked that enormous ass of hers diligently into place, settling into the missionary position.
"Wow... you're so beautiful, Auntie..."
"This kid... no matter what I do, he just says I'm pretty..."
Shift! Shift! Wriggle! Shift!
Geum Tae-yang, adjusting his own position to match her movements, felt such a rush of tender affection at the sight of her that he could barely keep his head straight. Truly the picture of a hopelessly whipped husband — Kim Min-jung flushed with embarrassment and muttered under her breath.
"I'm putting it in, Auntie... khnnngh...! I can't hold back anymore..."
Rub...! Rub...! Squish...! Squish...! Squelch...! Rub...!
"Hnnnngh...! Hngh...! Put it in... hurry and put it in, my beloved Tae-yang... hnnnngh...!"
Rock...! Rock...! Rock...! Rock...!
With just those few exchanges of feeling, the psychological sex between these two had already begun. Geum Tae-yang gripped his massive cock and started knocking the head of it against Kim Min-jung's plump, soft flower of a pussy. And Kim Min-jung — as expected of a MILF who knew the taste of a man's cock as intimately as the aged kimchi buried deep in her backyard jar — rolled her hips and lower body in perfect time with every tap of his cockhead, stoking the heat between them until a breathless little laugh of pure pleasure nearly burst out of her like a fountain.
"Tuhhhhnnnngh!!! Kuhhhhnnngh!!!"
Puuuuuush...!!!
And then came the sound of Geum Tae-yang's cock driving deep into Kim Min-jung's pussy — thick, wet, and utterly filthy.
"Hnnnnnnngh!!! Hnnngh!! Hhahnnnnngh!!!"
—Griiiiip!!!
The moment that 26-centimeter monster of a cock became a shovel and buried itself inside her, Kim Min-jung clamped hard around the nape of Geum Tae-yang's neck and poured out her moans — raw, unfiltered, completely shameless.
"Hnhh! Hhh! Kuuuh! Hnhh!"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Thwuck! Squish! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwuck!
And immediately, the violent sounds of pumping filled Geum Tae-yang's room. He really had been holding back a lot. Because of how enormous his cock was, he always started with a slow tempo after insertion, giving Kim Min-jung's pussy time to adjust. But this time, the sheer catharsis of her pussy's texture the instant he was inside was too much to control — he snapped his hips hard right away and launched into a full, earnest pounding.
"Hyaaangh! Harp!♥ Hnnngh! Chwaaap!♥ Chooop!♥ Hnnngh! Choop!♥ Hyaaaaang! Hnnnnngh!!"
Thwuck! Thwack! Squish! Squash! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack! Squish! Thwuck!
In other words, Kim Min-jung's pussy still hadn't fully relaxed. So the beast-like twerking that usually erupted with every one of Geum Tae-yang's serious thrusts couldn't come out right away. But this woman's hunger for love was something that could not be stopped — even as she managed the moans that had started spilling out of her, she clung to the nape of his neck and rained kisses all over his face.
"Khngh! I love you! I love you, Auntie! Tomorrow I'll definitely protect you!! Hngh! Hnnnngh!!"
—Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack! Thwuck! Thwack!
Kim Min-jung's pussy was finally starting to feel it properly — and with her passionate kisses pouring down on top of that, a massive surge of exaltation and responsibility rose up inside Geum Tae-yang. He roared that he would give everything he had in tomorrow's joint special quest.
"Nooo...!! Hyaaangh! Hnnngh! I'm the one who's going to protect you...! This Auntie... is going to protect our beloved Tae-yang...! Hnnnngh! Hyang! Hnnnnnnngh!!"
Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!!
It was an admirable thing to say. But to Kim Min-jung, it was also an insolent thing to say. Because when it came to dangerous situations, she was a woman prepared to throw away even her own life. As if scolding her beloved young male for that cheeky declaration, she launched into rough, full-force twerking — fully relaxed pussy or not, it didn't matter. She was showing him the true power of a loving mama.