"No," Mrs. Kim quickly interjected, wiping away her tears. "It's not that… It's just… Your father would… He wouldn't approve… But you are grown now, and if this is truly what makes you happy…" Despite her reservations, she forced a weak smile onto her face, attempting to mask her true feelings of dismay. "But only after you complete university, understand? You owe me that much, at least."

She visibly trembled at your defiant tone, her hands bracing themselves against the wall as she took a moment to collect herself. Finally, she composed herself enough to speak again. "Please, don't talk about him like that. As your mother, I am disappointed, but I cannot deny your happiness. Just remember your responsibilities; your sisters and I rely on you for support." With that heavy burden placed upon his shoulders, she reluctantly nodded her consent.

Mrs. Kim hesitated briefly before finally agreeing to meet with Principal Hilda later that evening. Reluctantly, she walked away from the dormitory, her heart filled with mixed emotions – part pride, part fear, and mostly uncertainty about what lay ahead for her family.

As soon as Kyn-You entered their cozy little nest, Hilda turned over towards him, her arms opening wide to welcome him home. The warmth radiating off of her body enveloped him in comforting embrace, making all the stressors of the day melt away. Pushing aside thoughts of tomorrow's meeting with his mother, Kyn-You leaned in closer, pressing his firm chest against hers, savoring every sensual touch. Their tongues danced together in a passionate tango, exploring each other's mouths while their bodies writhed entangled beneath the sheets. After several minutes of intense kissing, Hilda broke away breathlessly, gazing up into Kyn-You eyes. A sultry grin spread across her lips as she reached out her hand, inviting him to join her on the journey that awaited them beyond the threshold of conventional morality. Without hesitation, Kyn-You eagerly accepted her sinful offer, hungry for more of the forbidden fruit that had been denied him for far too long.

Hilda moaned softly as Kyn-You's thick member slid effortlessly between her legs, teasing her swollen folds with each thrust. He was so much larger than anyone else she had ever experienced, stretching her tight entrance wider than she thought possible. But instead of being painful or uncomfortable, the disruption caused her body to respond even more intensely, her wetness increasing exponentially around his throbbing member. With a primal growl, Kyn-You picked up speed, driving himself deeper into her core, matching his rhythm perfectly with Hilda's own desperate gasps and whimpering moans. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close as their bodies became one fluid motion, fueled by desire and lust. Sweaty palms grasped at sweaty flesh, nails digging lightly into sensitive spots along the way, heightening the already mind-numbing ecstasy coursing through both of them.

The orgasmic peak approached like a train barreling down tracks, gaining momentum with each powerful stroke. It felt like electricity surged through their bodies, igniting every single neuron until everything exploded simultaneously. Both Kyn-You and Hilda cried out loudly, voices hoarse from screaming, muscles contracting violently as wave upon wave of pure bliss rippled through their connected forms. Finally, their bodies seemed to collapse in exhaustion, limbs tangled together in post-orgasmic bliss. Breathing heavily, Kyn-You slowly pulled out of Hilda's spent channel, leaving behind a trail of sticky fluids staining the sheets below them. Looking down at his dripping member, he couldn't help but marvel at the sight of his seed leaking steadily from its tip - proof positive of the incredible union they had just shared.

Panting heavily, Hilda lay there basking in the euphoric afterglow of their earth shattering sexcapade. As Kyn-You tenderly cleaned them both with a damp cloth, she took this opportunity to admire the younger man who now lay beside her, feeling an unexpected sense of satisfaction and contentment course through her veins. Despite her protestations otherwise, part of her knew that moments like these were becoming increasingly important in keeping herself relevant and desired. When he finally finished, he rolled onto his side facing her, his strong arm wrapping around her waist, drawing her snuggly against his muscular frame. With a satisfied smirk playing on her lips, she raised her head slightly, their faces mere inches apart. "That," she whispered huskily, "was absolutely divine." Her words were punctuated by another delicious groan as residual waves of pleasure continued to ripple throughout her body.