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Episode 7. Suck it.

“No, there is still one left. finally… … .”

Seong Ki-woo glanced up at Kang Ye-rin, who was trailing off meaningfully, and fell into anxiety again.

‘What else is this crazy bitch going to do? How on earth are you going to destroy me? Is… … ?’

Sung Ki-woo’s thoughts could not continue there.

Just a little while ago, Kang Ye-rin’s right foot was washed with great sincerity and sincerity in order to quickly get out of this situation.

This was because five toes, with white jade skin that was so clean that it could no longer be pure white and well-maintained toenails of appropriate length, stood out in front of his mouth.

At the same time, Kang Ye-rin continued her gentle tone for the final training on Seong Ki-woo.

It was only one word, but it was very powerful.

“Suck.”

“… … uh? Uh, uh… ?”

Sung Ki-woo, who started experiencing brain arrest the moment Kang Ye-rin’s foot came up, stupidly answered.

Ignoring Seong Ki-woo’s reaction, Kang Ye-rin put her right foot even closer.

So close that it touches your lips directly.

At the same time, he said no more and continued the pressure in silence.

It was to end neatly as it was the last.

If you add additional explanations for no reason, your dignity and charisma will be damaged.

There were 10, 20, 30 seconds of silence where neither of them spoke. … It goes on and on.

In the end, Seong Ki-woo, who was the best player in his position, reluctantly opened his mouth first.

“… … that that. No, Yerin, this is really… Whoop?!”

“Baby, you like it, but you want to keep pulling it out? It’s just the two of us here, so no one is watching. This kind older sister is satisfying your twisted sexual desires until the very end, right? Even if you enjoy it with deep gratitude, it won’t be enough.”

Even though it was only a minute ago that I was worried that my dignity would be hurt.

Kang Ye-rin ended up getting irritated by Seong Ki-woo’s hesitation that he couldn’t do this even if he stepped right in front of her.

Kang Ye-rin’s clean right foot dug into Sung Ki-woo’s mouth without mercy.

Perhaps because he had carefully washed it himself, Seong Ki-woo, who was being raped inside his mouth, did not completely despair.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck…’ ! Yeah you fucking bitch. Let’s adjust it for now. now… … !!’

Sung Ki-woo made a firm promise to himself that he would take revenge later in some way.

This is what happened… … I realized once again that I had already bowed my head to this worldly bitch.

‘Whoa…’ … . Shit, yeah. ‘It’s not like this anyway.’

It took a while for me to accept the shitty reality.

Now that things were like this, with the intention of thoroughly putting aside his pride until the very end, Seong Ki-woo began to move his hardened mouth and tongue.

While intentionally making a blatantly loud noise.

“Chuuup… ! Tsk! Tsk! side! Jjook… ! Haa, haaaa… !!”

“Ugh, huh?! Ah, ah… Sigh! Hey hey hey! Doing it too hard… no? If I keep doing this, Dajeong next door will hear everything. Joe, slow down a little, be gentle!”

It didn’t really hurt because it was just light skinship with my feet being caressed with my mouth, not the slightly tickling virgin pussy underneath being tingled.

Of course, Kang Ye-rin, who was experiencing this kind of pseudo-SM play for the first time, couldn’t help but feel very strange.

It was a humiliating act done to further shatter Seong Ki-woo’s pride, but he seemed to be affected more.

Also, this perverted slave in front of me pretended not to like it at first, but for some reason, as each second passed, he was sucking his feet more actively.

As if he was only waiting for this moment.

‘Ah, ugh…’ ! Fuck, I ordered it so I can’t make him stop halfway… … . You crazy pervert… ! Really, I should finish it on my own!’

Put each toe in your mouth and roll it around, licking the space between them with your tongue.

Tickling the instep and sole by gently sweeping the tongue alternately.

Seong Woo, who has completely put his pride down to the lowest level, should be as active as possible in playing the plays he has learned through various pornographic videos over the past 20 years.

Kang Ye-rin could no longer put pressure on Seong Seong-woo, and just covered her mouth with both hands and suppressed her moans as much as possible.

At the same time, without realizing it, she slightly spread her legs to both sides, exposing the stockings and black lingerie panties she wore under her skirt to Seong Woo’s view.

Let’s do that.

“… … !!”

Seong-Woo Seong, who had been immersed in his acting, came back to his senses for a moment and his dick became fully erect again.

Even though I was feeling the worst shit I’ve ever felt, my second self underneath seemed to have no choice.

Hot! Hot!

“Chu… Whoop! Tsk! Chuuup… ! haha… … . Yerin… ah. Like you said earlier, I have grown so much again… … . Could you please do that one more time… ?”

“Well, well, well… … What? Oh?!”

Before I knew it, I was closing my mouth and slightly closing my eyes.

Kang Ye-rin, who was waiting for this regrettable dirty education to end.

I was excited to see Seong Ki-woo looking at the inside of my slightly spread legs with passionate gaze.

But I was only surprised for a moment.

Thinking it was a good opportunity, he quickly pulled out his right foot and kicked Sung Ki-woo hard in the stomach again.

Whoa!

Mr. “, fuck! You crazy pervert. Who told you to look at your panties?!”

“Ugh, ugh… … .”

“That’s it. This is enough, you can stop. Somehow I have become more loyal than before. Really, if I knew it would be like this, I would have checked appropriately… … .”

Kang Ye-rin, looking very disheveled and spouting random words in gibberish, jumped up from the sofa.

Then, he walked straight towards the front door at a fast trot, almost like running.

“Wash those stockings and decide whether to use them as your daughter’s or not… ! Come next door in ten minutes, ten minutes. No, in twenty minutes! Take a clean shower and spray on whatever you have, including perfume!!”

Ye-rin Kang’s shout, which she let out loudly without looking back, was the loudest she had ever shouted.

So much so that Choi Da-jeong, who she was worried about just now, might hear what she was waiting for in the dorm next door.

* * *

“Oh! Yerin. Why are you so late?”

“… … Ah, that’s it.”

As soon as she returned to the dorm next door, Kang Ye-rin quickly organized her complicated thoughts as she saw Choi Da-jeong welcoming her.

The strange sexual skinship that continued just moments ago.

Anyway, if the man thought about his first skinship with Seong Ki-woo any longer, he felt like he would make a mistake in front of his friend Choi Da-jeong.

There is only one person in the company who knows her true nature.

The only person responsible for overall management of the group was Director Kim Ji-soo.

‘No, but you probably told the CEO, right? Anyway, there won’t be anyone except one or two people… … .’

Dajeong Choi, who debuted with me, and Sayu Miyamoto, another Japanese member who is not here yet.

These two people really cared for Kang Ye-rin because they had been trainees together since she entered the first year of high school and had developed a friendship with him.

There was a little bit of innocence left in the women who were her friends, which was not typical of a haughty young lady from a chaebol family.

The fights and discord that are almost certain to occur between members of a typical idol group are completely absent between these three.

Perhaps because of that, Kang Ye-rin also smiled sincerely, without any affectation, at Choi Da-jeong, who was looking at her with a worried expression.

“Just give it to her… … Oh, the manager’s name is Kiwoo. His last name… This is a bit complex, though. Can’t you smile when you say it out loud later? Tsk tsk.”

“Huh? Oh what~ That’s of course. Do I look that rude?!”

“No, really, it will be a bit difficult to control your facial expression when you hear your full name. uh… ? Yeah, this is good. Prepare your mind in advance. It will definitely be helpful in future broadcasts as well. A poker face is important.”

Kang Ye-rin patted Choi Da-jeong’s head as if she were handling a younger sibling, and spoke again as she moved to the living room inside.

Why it took 30 minutes, why it was late.

“Anyway, it’s been a while since I got a massage from Kiwoo… . It’s a little late.”

“Eh? Ma, massage?”

“Ah, it’s not strange to be that sexy, so don’t misunderstand. It’s a sports massage that really relieves physical fatigue. He’s had some talent for that since long ago.”

“Ah… . Is that so?”

“Yes. I also received it often in the past. When I’m tired or having a hard time, I feel really refreshed and feel better when I get a massage from her. The reason I asked you to help me as a manager this time is because of those good memories.”

At the same time, Kang Ye-rin tapped the thigh of her bare leg without stockings and continued with the excuse she had been thinking of.

“It’s been a while since he was acting a little too vigorously, so he must have had trouble controlling his strength. Look, the stockings are all torn like this.”

“Ah… … . Well, it was something like that. no wonder… ?”

I already wanted to quickly point this out, but Choi Da-jeong was immediately convinced after listening to Kang Ye-rin’s elaborate excuse.

From the moment I saw her at the front door, I was shocked to see that Kang Ye-rin’s stockings were gone.

And while the surprise continued, the word massage suddenly came out of Kang Ye-rin’s mouth.

It was very natural for Choi Da-jeong to have such a severe misunderstanding towards such a sexy side.

Of course, fortunately, that doesn’t seem to be the case.

‘Well, Yerin has no reason to lie to me… … . It must be true, right?’

Choi Da-jeong, who was so relieved inside, then about an hour ago… . I recalled the incident with Sung Ki-woo again.

Somehow, it seemed like his movements and the strength of his grip, which gently restrained my body, were quite reliable and firm.

But the thing that was pressing between her buttocks and inside her tight leggings… The thing is… … ?

“Kya!”

“En? what. Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

When Choi Da-jeong, who was having a strange delusion, suddenly screamed, Kang Ye-rin was startled and asked a question.

Choi Da-jeong, who was looking at Kang Ye-rin with trembling eyes, fanned her hand with a slightly flushed face and carefully asked the question that had just arisen.

“Well, then Sayu and I will have to get massages from that manager from now on… … ?”