Chapter 78.2

[19] (EP-78.2) Fight Of The Tigers #4

078 – Fight Of The Tigers #4

What did Elga think make people sulk? What on earth was I in her head? A horny rabbit!?

“Hu-.”

Elga let out a helpless sigh.

Looking around, she then grabbed my sleeve and dragged me into the old warehouse.

The orange light of the setting sun illuminated the dusty broken desks and stools, broken bed matrices, etc.

“I’ll make you feel good, so don’t sulk, okay? I’ll please you in another way.”

Seuk-.

Elga suddenly knelt in front of me and skillfully took off my pants. Then, she grabbed my exposed soft willy.

“Hurry up and get hard. We have to go eat.”

Elga poked my semi-erect dick, as the light from the sunset dyed her cheeks red like a blush.

“Do it quick, you pervert.”

“.......”

Elga kneeling with my junk on her face was a sight to behold. It gave me a sense of excitement, accomplishment, desire for dominance and superiority, which all made my blood boil.

Badump, badump-.

“Alright, now it’s stiff.”

Elga wrapped her fingers around my cock and began stroking it back and forth. Her movements were still clumsy, but certainly better than before.

I didn’t even think of doing this, after hearing about tomorrow’s promotion match.

However, would you pass up the opportunity that came your way?

Speaking of, I wanted to try something I had never done before.

“Um, Elga-nim, could you do it with your chest?”

“... What?”

“Can Elga-nim put my stuff between her breasts and pump it? I’ll be able to cum faster that way.”

Crumple-.

Elga’s eyebrows furrowed, giving off a ‘why would you ask for this?’ look.

A pretty face wearing a disgusted expression with my dick in front of her. I might get addicted to this.

“... Seriously, this will be the only time.”

Seureureuk-.

Elga said, while unzipping her sweatshirt.

Her white skin was exposed along with her underwear. Turns out she didn’t wear a shirt underneath. Was it not uncomfortable having her skin directly on the sweatshirt? Regardless, I ain’t complaining.

No wonder she smelled like apples.

Elga was like a bully.

She was arrogantly looking up at me while on the offensive.

Thinking that I couldn’t just lose like this, I grabbed her head and shoved my dick in her mouth.

Buryut, byuryut. Beuryut-.

“Euungeueup-! Eueup...!”

I ejaculated; feeling the warm, moist insides of Elga’s mouth and soft tongue.

Perhaps because it’d been awhile, but the twitching continued for a long while.

“Eueup-!”

Forcibly ejaculating in a woman’s mouth gave a sense of subjugation, healing my injured self-esteem.

Grunt, gulp-.

I wondered if I heard Elga swallowing-.

“Euk, cough-. Cough-! Hey, I told you to warn me when you’re about to ejaculate!”

Eventually, Elga spat my cock out of her mouth and coughed. The semen she couldn’t swallow flowed down from her mouth and wet the floor.

“Do you really want to die!?”

Elga furiously yelled at me.

Her red face had tears flowing down, probably because of shame, anger, or the pain from having her throat poked.

“I’m sorry, it was sudden. I also couldn’t get it on Elga-nim’s clothes or body.”

“Grrrrrrr....”

Elga growled like an angry cat.

Just as I thought that I would get smacked in the head for this, Elga simply wiped the semen from her mouth and pulled up her sweatshirt’s zipper.

“I will go now!”

She was about to leave, so I apologetically asked.

“What about dinner?”

“Don’t know!”

Elga curtly responded and aggressively yanked the warehouse door.

“What, why is this broken?”

Elga tried putting the door back into the gap to fix it, but it was busted.

“This, why is it like this?”

Elga seemed to have lost control. Was she that angry?

Then, something popped into my mind.

“Maybe it was because you swallowed my semen?”

Edited by: fake