Wet Point: Chapter 3.6

“Fuck. It’s such a shame to spill it… … .”

The man grabbed one of Yi-an’s trembling nipple with his fingertips and pulled it as if he was going to pull it off. The soft flesh stretched and bulged as he yanked it hard.

“Haeut!”

Then, a thicker liquid spurted out from the nipple caught between the fingers that were pressing it. The man brought the hand covered in the liquid to his mouth and licked it with his red tongue.

The hot fluid that had just come out tasted just as it did in his memory. The man gulped down the breast milk that had gathered in his mouth and smiled silently. It was because he had an interesting urge to seize the day and milk it properly, even though fucking was the priority now.

‘Pook, pok, pok.’

The clitoris, which was bulging as if it would burst from the penis that was constantly being thrust into it, swelled. The man stopped fucking for a moment and squeezed the clitoris that was soaked with pussy juice with his thumb. At the same time, he started rubbing it quickly.

“Heuk!”

As the man rubbed his clitoris at a speed that made it impossible to see his fingers, a terribly ticklish heat began to boil over Yi-an. It was a tingling sensation, as if he had to pee, and he kept feeling like something was going to come out.

It was such an overwhelming sensation that he wanted to escape right away. But that was not easy for a body entangled in the man’s lap.

The hot, ripe clitoris clung to the man’s thumb, and with each thrust, the sticky mucus would thicken and form into a mass. ‘Jjook, jjok.’ The more it was rubbed against his hand, the more viscous the pussy juice became, tangled around the clitoris and surrounding mucous membranes like sticky glue.

When the fingertips covered in vaginal fluid pressed against the plump, erect bud, a pleasure of a different level than when the dry fingers squeezed the clitoris poured out like stars. Perhaps it was because the vaginal juice that had accumulated during the process of rubbing the clitoris repeatedly added to the sticky sensation.

“Ah, euh… … , hhnng… … .”

Yi-an groaned softly as he moved his hips. Then the man began rubbing his clitoris even harder. At the mounting sensation, “Hnng… …!” Yi-an let out a moan and lifted his hands, which had been lying there awkwardly, to grab his swollen breasts.

‘Pyuut!’ Unfortunately, contrary to his intention, more milk shot out from his nipples. Whenever he grabbed his breasts and squeezed them, milk would flow out in squirts, ‘pik, pik’, as if he had pulled the trigger of a water gun…

It was because he was looking for a place to put his hands that had nowhere else to go. Yi-an continued to squeeze and crush his chest without stopping. The round breast flesh was crushed between his slender fingers, and his palms were soon covered in breast milk.

“Heol… … . Fuck. This really makes me cum.”

The man gazed at Yi-an’s chest in admiration. Yi-an, who was squeezing his breasts as he pleased, could not help but half-close his eyes, and saliva flowed out from between his slightly parted lips, dripping and sticking everywhere. The clear saliva soaked the sheets, and combined with the puddle of breast milk, created a truly vivid scene.

The man, who could not take his eyes off Yi-an as he reached a state of ecstasy, also began to move his hips vigorously in sync with him.

“Ah! Ah! Ahng! Hng! Hnng!”

Every time the man thrust his hips without rest, a fierce slapping sound rang out—’Pook! Pok!’—and Yi-an’s buttocks, leaning awkwardly against the sheets, trembled as if vibrating. Depending on the direction of the shaking body, the man would gently crush and flatten the buttocks, only to allow them to quickly return to a rounded shape, and then lightly slap them before digging into the stretched, dough-like mucous membranes of the front pussy again.

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