Chapter 103: The Lunchbox is Bland, But The Pussy is Perfectly Seasoned
The Lunchbox is Bland, But The Pussy is Perfectly Seasoned
Why have I never been resented or hated for managing a fishery?
"Taeyang… ah… too deep… ugh… ha… slowly… s-slowly… okay…?"
Because I moved my hips in a way that left no room for other thoughts.
You have to make them believe that you can share your love equally.
Given that I slept with multiple women, jealousy would be natural. While some might have peculiar tastes, none of the heroines seemed to fit that mold. Soojin was gradually revealing her obsessive tendencies, Yoomin was unabashedly possessive and Melanie subtly desired my constant presence. By leveraging my superiority, I could keep satisfy them all.
As I've said many times, I had never let go of a woman who came into my tank. I didn't stop them if they left on their own, but such cases were rare even in my previous life.
"Ah… ha… Taeyang… ah… your finger is too… thick… ugh… ugh…!"
"Take your time to get used to it, Noona."