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Her seductive stream shining under the whitish diffused moonlight and the yard’s lamp

Her inner thigh being soaked as if writing down a secret covenant’s oath, filled with sentences of new meaning at that moment

Evidence of undeniable submission, corruption, and desire…

Shi-woo watched his mom regain her balance and composure on her own, then picked up the luggage placed in the yard one by one.

Among the items in the shopping basket, some particularly concerning objects caught Shi-woo’s eye.

It was the cigarettes and lighter that Se-hee and her friends had asked his mom to get for them.

Shi-woo hooked the shopping basket on his wrist, and took out the cigarettes and lighter from the basket.

Holding the cigarettes and lighter in the hand holding the shopping basket, Shi-woo looked down at them, seemingly deep in thought for a moment.

Then suddenly, Shi-woo felt a hot anger surging up from deep within.

Unable to control the surging emotion, Shi-woo abruptly turned his body towards his mom and raised his hand above his head.

Smack!

Shi-woo slapped his mom’s cheek with all his might.

“Ha-euk!”

His mom grabbed her struck face and let out a groan of pain for a moment.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she stopped, then contorted her expression and trembled.

Even if it’s a roleplay, to slap her mom’s cheek this hard…

He had hit his mom’s butt with the palm of his hand, flicked her nipples, or whipped his mom’s face with his erect penis, but this was the first time he had launched such a serious attack that could be called assault.

Shi-woo also froze, as if he himself was surprised by what he had done for a moment.

After the sound of Shi-woo slapping his mom’s cheek and the short groan of pain were heard,

A strange gaze crossed between the two, and a heavy and awkward silence flowed.

“Even so, you fucking bitch! How can a mom buy cigarettes for her daughter and her daughter’s friends?! This isn’t right, you dim-witted bitch!”

Shi-woo said angrily to his mom, as if his anger had surged up.

“…Th-then the master…hee-euk…there was nothing I could do…I’m…I’m sorry…”

Even in the midst of her confusion, his mom made up excuses and replied to Shi-woo as if listing them.

“Even if it’s a slave play and you’re a perverted bitch, please distinguish between what to do and what not to do, you damn cunt!”

Shi-woo said to his mom reproachfully.

As if rebuking and resenting the absurd situation where his mom was following the orders of her son…

While he himself was committing immoral words and actions towards his mom and family…

Shi-woo preemptively said the things he should be hearing from his mom, pouring out scolding and contemptuous words at her.

“Hee-eueueue…hee-eueueuk…hee-eueueue….ha-eueueuk”

His mom didn’t know how to respond to Shi-woo’s cold and unilateral scolding, and sobbed as if she was feeling wronged.

Her tightly bitten lower lip and shrunken shoulders were trembling as if she was feeling ashamed.

“I’ll give this to Se-hee and her friends. So, know that and don’t worry about it anymore!”

Shi-woo said, putting the cigarettes in his hand into his crossbody bag.

His mom couldn’t say anything or react, as if her head had gone blank for a moment.

“Aren’t you going to answer?!”

Shi-woo shouted at his mom in an angry voice, as if forcing her to answer.

“Yes…yes…please do as the master wishes. Hee-eueuk…I’m…I’m a real slave…from now on, everything will be as the master…tells me to do…”

His mom made a face as if soaked in humiliation and lust, lowered her eyes, and said.

The tears that had formed in her eyes began to overflow and flow down her cheeks.

The situation where he slapped his mom’s cheek under the pretext of buying cigarettes ordered by Se-hee and her friends

Shi-woo looked at his mom’s face, which was flushed and excited, covering her cheeks and shedding tears, with a complex feeling for a moment.

Was his mom telling Shi-woo her true feelings right now?

Or is she simply matching the mood and roleplaying in the unilateral contempt and disdain play that Shi-woo is leading?

In the awkward silence, Shi-woo waited for his mom, who was shedding tears as if she was wronged, to calm down.

When her agitated breathing had returned to some extent, Shi-woo properly lowered the mask hanging on her nose and opened his mouth.

“Okay, is it done now?! Go ahead first!”

Shi-woo made her, who was wearing the mask again, walk towards the house’s entrance first.

His mom, who had been bowing her head, seemed to hesitate when she heard Shi-woo’s voice, but soon followed the order and started walking ahead.

Shi-woo followed closely behind his mom.

Balanced and developed shoulders and back…slender waist and hips swaying from side to side…

And the pure white thighs and calves revealed below…

His mom’s seductive figure swayed in front of his eyes as if stimulating Shi-woo’s desire.

While walking, Shi-woo’s heart also swayed restlessly.

Shi-woo was greatly concerned about his behavior that he had impulsively caused just now.

Both his mom and Shi-woo himself were very embarrassed by the unprecedented and unrestrained impulsive act.

She only continued the passive play according to Shi-woo’s attitude, and even in the situation of being slapped on the cheek, she did not resist, let alone show any signs of annoyance or displeasure.

Rather, she even gave the impression that she was accepting and accommodating the sadistic acts that Shi-woo was inflicting on her.

The secret acts and bonds that he had with his mom were now becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish whether they were real or not.

Shi-woo seemed to be contemplating for a moment, then reached out his arm and placed the palm of his hand on his mom’s back.

As Shi-woo’s spread palm gently touched his mom’s back, his mom flinched for a moment, perhaps because of the shock of being slapped on the cheek just now.

Shi-woo folded the rest of his fingers and placed only his index finger on his mom’s back.

Shi-woo began to slowly write letters on her back.

[Are you okay?]

Shi-woo asked as if he was worried about the fact that he had impulsively slapped his mom’s cheek just now.

Each time Shi-woo’s finger letters were engraved on her back, his mom was reacting by trembling her body little by little.

But while his mom was walking to the entrance, she did not say anything separately in response to the letters Shi-woo wrote.

“Haaaaaaa”

A deep and hot sigh that she let out a moment later…

Shi-woo didn’t know what his mom was thinking, what meaning was contained in the sigh she let out, right now.

He could only confirm what he truly wanted through the instinctively swelling penis and rising climax.

Shi-woo and his mom passed through the grassy yard and were now right in front of the entrance door.

As if concealing his ugly and immoral true intentions, Shi-woo pulled the bag that was slung sideways forward, completely hiding his swollen penis.

**

Opening the front door, Shi-woo and his mom enter the house where Se-hee and Se-young are.

“We’re here~”

Shi-woo informs Se-hee and Se-young in the house that he has returned with his mom.

Shi-woo and his mom take off their shoes at the entrance and step into the living room.

“Oppa! Mom~! You’re here?”

Se-young, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, ran out to the entrance and greeted her mom and Shi-woo happily.

His mom, who had been thinking of going straight to the shower room before Se-hee and Se-young saw her, turned her body and made a troubled expression when she saw Se-young.

His mom was covering her swollen cheek with one hand, and closing the front of her cardigan with the other.

The hickey above her neck, the moisture flowing between her lower thighs, and the swimsuit bottoms hanging on her thighs were not even concealed.

“Mom~!”

Se-young, whether she knew her mom’s feelings or not, suddenly came forward and hugged her tightly.

“Se…Se-young-ah…”

His mom seemed flustered by Se-young’s sudden embrace and called out to Se-young, pulling her waist back.

She was wearing swimsuit tops and bottoms under her cardigan, but she was practically naked because the important parts were exposed.

His mom was worried that Se-young would find out about her outfit, so she lowered the arm that was covering her cheek and pushed Se-young away with difficulty, twisting her body.

Whether she did that or not, Se-young buried her face in her mom’s chest and wrapped her arms around her waist and pelvis.

“I made dinner~! I thought Mom was busy~ Hehe! But I contacted you to say you were coming and you were so late that I thought something happened to Oppa and Mom~!”

Se-young hugged her mom tightly and rubbed her cheek against her mom’s chest as if she was being spoiled.

Se-young’s hand was naturally covering one of her mom’s buttocks.

If you were standing with Shi-woo’s not-so-thick blue cardigan in between, you would be able to quickly tell that his mom was not wearing panties just by the sensation of your palm.