“I, I kept… ah… thinking of Taekyung, and… I kept… masturbating.”
Taekyung, her boyfriend, seemed to know everything about her without being told. Seojin, who had been completely in love with him, was looking at old photos of herself when she discovered traces of him everywhere. A shiver ran down her spine, and the moment she went to his house and opened a secret room, the truth was revealed: her boyfriend was actually a stalker…?!
“Honey, you need to be punished, don’t you?”
A smile appeared on Taekyung’s face. But it was very different from the gentle smile she was used to seeing on dates. An unknown feeling of dread washed over her, yet there was no way to escape.
Seojin’s back hit the bed in an instant. Not stopping there, his large hand grabbed her pale ankles and spread her legs. Because she had reached climax so many times just a little while ago, the area around her genitals was still a mess of pleasure fluid.
“Hyaa, aah…!”
A penis incomparably thicker than a dildo sliced through her inner walls as it entered. The ecstasy she had been waiting for finally arrived.
When he had used his fingers and tongue, she would feel a thirst even after climaxing, but with just the insertion of his other self, she felt completely satisfied.
Seojin waited for what was to come next: for him to thrust deep enough to push against her cervix.
