episode_0462

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“But isn’t Se-hee coming down? Didn’t she exercise with you earlier and fall asleep because she was too tired? Should I go up to the second floor for a bit?”

Se-young asks Si-woo as if confirming, looking towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

Se-young doesn’t mention Si-woo’s smartphone vibrating on the table, as if she isn’t even aware of it.

“No~ Se-hee will be down soon. And Se-young has been working hard cooking dinner”

“If Se-hee really doesn’t come down, I’ll tell Mom to go up and check on her later, so Se-young don’t worry and just stay seated~”

Si-woo, with his toes inserted between the split seams of his mother’s lingerie panties, speaks as if it’s natural for him to make his mother do such a thing.

“Hhhmmm…mmm…”

The mother squeezed her thighs tightly together again and, with her upper body leaning further forward than before, let out a labored, empty breath.

“Okay! Then I’ll just stay seated as you say~ Since that’s what Si-woo said, if Se-hee doesn’t come down, Mom, please go up for me~ Hehe”

Se-young listens to Si-woo’s words, even though he’s suggesting sending their mother instead of her, and agrees with Si-woo as if there’s nothing strange about it, repeating once again that Mom should go up in her place.

“It’s okay, Mom, right?”

This time, Si-woo asks a question as he sweeps the mother’s wet petals from side to side as if to spread them open with the tip of his toes.

“Umm…yes…go…I’ll go…Si-woo…I understand…”

The mother answered with difficulty, squeezing her thighs, which were holding Si-woo’s leg, even tighter inward.

The vibration that had been echoing through her thigh flesh changed to a dull sensation, heavily enveloping Si-woo’s foot.

Si-woo seemed pleased with his mother’s immediate reaction of obedience and her attitude.

As if reluctantly granting his mother’s plea, Si-woo slightly loosened the strength in the leg he had been extending in a stabbing motion.

As Si-woo released the pressure on his leg, the mother breathed a sigh of relief and looked somewhat relieved.

However, the vibrator that was still attached to her clitoris continued to maintain a low-intensity vibration.

And Si-woo’s toes were still inserted between her legs, maintaining a loose pressure.

Si-woo’s foot was gradually becoming drenched in the mother’s thick vaginal fluid.

**

“Mom, did you use the feminine cleanser I bought you from the pharmacy earlier?”

Si-woo uses his chopsticks greedily, picking up two rolled omelets at once into his rice bowl, and asks his mother.

“Oh…th…that? I…I used it well…”

The mother replied awkwardly, watching Se-young’s reaction.

“Feminine cleanser? What’s that?”

Se-young, who was struggling to pick up a quail egg from the braised beef at the side, looked back at her mother as if curious and asked.

“Yeah~ There are places that are hard to reach and wipe, right? So apparently there’s some kind of feminine hygiene product that allows you to clean those places! I didn’t know they sold things like that at the pharmacy until today~”

Si-woo explains to Se-young, as if boasting about the new knowledge he had gained.

“Really?”

Se-young puts the spoon she was holding on top of her rice and concentrates as if trying to listen to Si-woo’s words carefully.

“I caused a bit of trouble for Mom at the karaoke earlier… so I bought it for her when she asked me to get it at the pharmacy~”

“I bought a few, so ask Mom later how to use it! You might need to use it soon too, Se-young.”

Si-woo did not directly mention urinating inside his mother’s vagina at the karaoke, but he was implying to his mother that he could do the same thing to Se-young.

“Okay~ Mom, teach me how to use the feminine cleanser later~”

Se-young turns to her mother and says.

“Oh…later…if…if you need to use it…I’ll…I’ll teach you…”

The mother avoids Se-young’s gaze and replies as if she’s in trouble.

“I wonder if Se-hee knows?…She should know… Seems like she’ll need to use it a lot if she’s with me on the second floor.”

Si-woo wiggles his toes inserted in front of his mother’s genitals and mutters quietly as if talking to himself.

“Come to think of it, the name ‘feminine cleanser’ is similar to Se-ah’s name, right? Should we name our next puppy we adopt ‘Se-jung’?”

Si-woo then throws out random words to his mother and Se-young as if following the flow of his consciousness.

The mother’s body, which has Si-woo’s leg between her legs, can be felt twitching slightly.

Si-woo’s words, which seemed to have been thrown out without much thought, were definitely received by his mother with a different meaning.

“I like it~! I like Se-jung~! I hope we have lots of siblings quickly besides Se-ah~ Hehe~”

Se-young replies lively as if matching her brother’s rhythm.

Si-woo knew that the “siblings” that Se-young was saying she “hoped to have many of” did not mean new puppies to raise at home.

A sensation of pleasure began to spread down his spine.

Si-woo’s trembling, which started from his back and the back of his neck, soon traveled down his waist and pelvis to his toes.

The mother wrapped Si-woo’s foot with her thighs as if embracing it, resonating with and receiving the trembling of her son that was being transmitted through her crotch.

Just as the trembling was about to stop, Si-woo pulled out his foot, which had been deeply embedded in his mother’s crotch.

As Si-woo’s foot came out of his mother’s crotch, she relaxed as if the tension had been released from her body.

Si-woo pulls his foot towards him, dragging it along the inside of his mother’s thigh down to her knee.

The mother’s vaginal fluid, which was smeared all over Si-woo’s foot, was being smeared between her thigh and her knee.

Si-woo places his foot on top of the mother’s knee as if pressing down on it and watches her condition for a while.

The mother’s vaginal fluid, which was smeared all over Si-woo’s foot, was flowing down her shin like honey.

The mother is eating her rice naturally, pretending not to notice, as if she hardly cares about Si-woo’s foot placed on her knee.

Si-woo traces and strokes the mother’s knee and shin with his toes.

Si-woo felt that the mother’s breathing, which had been using chopsticks, was shaking slightly in an irregular manner.

However, the mother’s disordered breathing was not noticeable enough to others unless they were observing her closely.

It seemed that the mother was now somewhat adapting to the family role-playing with Si-woo.

**

After mentioning the use of the feminine cleanser and the name of the puppy to be adopted next, a strange silence was flowing between the mother, Se-young, and Si-woo.

Si-woo looks at Se-young, who is sitting next to his mother.

Se-young takes a chunk of meat that looks like chicken breast from the spicy braised chicken stew pot in the center of the table and places it on her rice bowl.

Se-young is concentrating on using both her spoon and chopsticks at the same time, tearing off the meat placed on top of her rice with her molars.

Si-woo feels that Se-young is so cute and feels like playing a prank on her for some reason.

Si-woo takes his foot, which had been moving up and down his mother’s knee to her ankle, off of her body.

Then, he stretches his foot diagonally and tries to touch Se-young’s leg.

Si-woo’s wet foot lightly touches and then leaves Se-young’s calf.

The mother’s vaginal fluid, which was on Si-woo’s foot, is transferred to Se-young’s calf skin.

Se-young, who had been eating the chicken breast meat from the spicy braised chicken stew with her head bent forward, raises her head and looks at Si-woo as if startled.

Si-woo deliberately avoids Se-young’s gaze and pretends not to notice as he puts rice with rolled omelet on his spoon and eats it.

Se-young leaned back slightly, wondering what was going on, and checked under the table.

Se-young finds Si-woo’s foot stretched out in a somewhat forced pose near her leg on the floor.

Se-young puts down her chopsticks on the table and leans slightly to the side.

Then, she reaches out her hand and touches the liquid that Si-woo had just smeared on her calf.

The slippery liquid is transferred from Se-young’s calf to her hand.

Se-young straightens her posture and raises her hand to the table, checking the liquid that was on her calf directly with her eyes.

Se-young, wearing a whimsical smile as if filled with curiosity, brings the hand with the liquid on it to her nose…

Se-young was sniffing and smelling the liquid on her hand.

Se-young then repeatedly brings her fingers with the vaginal fluid on them together and separates them, as if checking the viscosity.

Clear and transparent lines repeatedly formed and broke between her fingers.

The face of the mother, who was sitting next to her and watching the scene, turned as red as a beet.

Se-young sticks her tongue out slightly and checks the taste of the liquid on her hand.

Si-woo is watching Se-young’s actions out of the corner of his eye while eating his rice.

Se-young’s face showed an expression as if she understood something.

Se-young stretches out her hand, which has her mother’s vaginal fluid on it, towards her rice bowl as is.

Se-young picks up the chunk of meat from the chicken breast part that she placed on top of her rice bowl with her hand.

The chunk of meat, which was heavily seasoned, was held in Se-young’s hand, which had the mother’s vaginal fluid smeared on it.