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Siwoo held his smartphone in his hand and stared intently at the smartphone screen for a while, mulling over his conversation with his mom.

Like the conversation with his mom was finished, the lingering feeling left in the chat room….

Siwoo was watching the chat window and thinking about something intently for a moment.

He was hesitating for a moment about whether it would be a good idea to bring up the story he had heard from Sejin’s older sister to his mom now.

Given Siwoo’s personality and circumstances, if not now, it might be difficult to find another opportunity to bring up such a story.

Amidst hesitation, Siwoo started writing a text to his mom, thinking that it was a topic that he would eventually have to bring up.

[Mom! I might be able to take Sejin back. Even if not right away…]

Siwoo’s text was like a gentle hint, foreshadowing the return of Sejin’s older sister.

[What?]

Mom reacted with a subtle surprise at Siwoo’s words that he might be able to take Sejin’s older sister back.

[I heard from Sejin? Because of you, the baby…it ended up like that…]

Siwoo cautiously brings up the past circumstances he had heard from Sejin’s older sister.

Mom was momentarily taken aback and seemed to be lost in thought, not responding.

[…Did it?]

Mom’s response, as if asking back calmly belatedly…

Mom’s silence and short answer seemed to contain many meanings and emotions.

[Yes…Sejin said she doesn’t resent you anymore! She says she thinks the miscarried baby came back to her…]

Siwoo carefully conveys the complex feelings and situation he had heard from Sejin’s older sister to his mom.

[……]

The ellipsis that came back from her…

Mom seemed hesitant, not knowing how to take Siwoo’s text.

Regardless of Sejin’s older sister’s thoughts, the choices and regrets she made as a mother in the past, were they still binding her?

Siwoo wrote a text with a serious heart, as if understanding his mom’s feelings.

[Now, take the punishment from me!]

Siwoo speaks as if conveying his determination to his mom.

[What are you talking about?]

Mom immediately sent a short reply as if she didn’t understand Siwoo’s words.

[Now I’m your master! The punishment for the things you did in the past, take it all from me from now on!]

Siwoo sent a text to his mom, as if expressing his position and determination.

All of her confusion and hesitation, her suppressed inner conflicts and sense of guilt, as if Siwoo’s intense will and obsession to take responsibility for it all, were transmitted beyond the screen.

Mom was silent for a moment.

In the blank space on the smartphone screen, there seemed to be a hesitation and a wavering different from before.

[Anyway, Mom…you should get a scolding from me first, right?]

Siwoo speaks to his mom in a provocative manner out of the blue.

[…What?]

Mom’s reaction, as if she was flustered and hesitating…

[Hey, you fucking bitch! Who told you to miscarry Sejin’s baby as you pleased!]

Siwoo spoke to his mom as if venting his anger, using profanity.

The 1:1 chat room where they had promised to maintain a mother-child relationship…

For a moment, silence continued on the chat screen.

[Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you going to secretly erase Sehee and Se-young if I get them pregnant like that?]

Siwoo continued to press his mom as if cornering her.

On the 1:1 chat room screen with his mom, only a heavy blank space lingered after the message Siwoo had sent.

Then, a moment later, one line of his mom’s text awkwardly appeared on the screen.

[I’m sorry…]

Mom sent a text apologizing to Siwoo in polite language…

[Even after hearing this from your son, you’re a good-for-nothing bitch who gets excited and squirts pre-cum! Be honest! Are you leaking it right now?]

Siwoo coldly spewed out words to condemn his mom.

[I was wrong, Master…]

Mom responded as if agreeing to Siwoo’s anger and condemnation toward her.

[Is Sehee next to you?]

Siwoo asks as if to confirm to his mom.

[Yes…she’s next to me…]

Mom continued to answer Siwoo in polite language.

[While you’re out today, Seonmi, use honorifics with Sehee! You’re a fucking bitch who doesn’t even deserve to be our mom!]

Siwoo quickly typed a text and commanded his mom.

Siwoo’s command was made as if trying to control all of her actions and thoughts with irresistible authority and legitimacy.

[Yes…Master…]

Mom seemed to understand that the punishment Siwoo had given was not a mere punishment.

[What are you going to call Sehee?]

Siwoo is trying to manage even the way his mom calls Sehee’s older sister.

[Young mistress…]

Mom hesitates for a moment and answers Siwoo as if she’s complying.

[It’s weird to call her that outside, so call her ‘Miss’]

Siwoo was setting the name for his mom to call Sehee’s older sister.

From the outset, it was strange for a middle-aged woman to use polite language and call a woman much younger than herself Miss.

But Siwoo thought that calling her Miss would be less strange than calling her Young Mistress.

[Yes. I’ll call her Miss]

Mom answers Siwoo, as if swallowing her hesitation.

[Show Sehee the conversation between you and me, and confirm right now that I told you to use polite language!]

Siwoo thoroughly gives commands, so that his mom has no other choice but to obey him.

[Yes, I’ll show it to Miss…and I’ll let her know right now that Master told me to use polite language with her]

Mom seemed to accept Siwoo’s command as an absolute order and intended to follow it.

**

After the conversation with his mom ended, Siwoo switches the smartphone screen to the camera app screen.

Ting!

Siwoo presses the record button and starts recording again.

Inside the smartphone screen, Siwoo’s penis and Sejin’s older sister’s belongings are captured together in a suggestive composition.

Siwoo clasped his penis and shook it up and down.

The sensation of pleasure spreads throughout his body, centering on the shaft of his penis.

His mom and Sejin’s older sister, and the conversations they exchanged with each other.

All the situations, processes, and countless emotions entangled between them were fueling Siwoo’s climax.

Siwoo checks Sejin’s older sister’s belongings that are being captured in the camera one by one.

Her toothbrush, panties, and breast pads that were already covered in a sticky liquid…

Looking at Sejin’s older sister’s belongings in the screen, Siwoo had one curiosity.

It was the curiosity about the feel when the breast pad touched his penis skin…

The soft cloth pad was the pad that had been in contact with Sejin’s older sister’s breast skin.

Moreover, her breast milk was applied to it, so Siwoo was imagining that a subtle warmth and longing would envelop his penis with a moist touch.

Siwoo releases the hand that was stroking his penis and reaches for the overturned breast pad.

Siwoo carefully takes out the pad, which was placed under the toothbrush…

Siwoo wraps his penis with Sejin’s older sister’s breast pad he picked up.

The thick breast pad was made to be folded in half.

The breast pad that wraps around the penis like a hot dog’s flour bun.

Siwoo feels a unique softness and a moist touch wrapping around his penis that he had never felt before.

As Siwoo had been rubbing his penis with the breast pad for a while, the climax of ejaculation was coming.

His image, wrapped around his penis with Sejin’s older sister’s breast pad, and his head facing her toothbrush and panties.

Looking at that figure through the mirror hanging on the bathroom wall, a feeling of new perversity began to rush in.

Siwoo brings his penis to the head of the toothbrush.

The prickly touch of the toothbrush bristles touches the tip of the glans, and Siwoo’s orgasm explodes.

Pshh pshh pshooooook!

He had intended to apply semen to the toothbrush bristles with ease, as if squeezing toothpaste, but Siwoo’s ejaculation erupted in an instant as if a blocked pipe had burst.

Siwoo’s thick semen is splashing everywhere…

On Sejin’s older sister’s toothbrush…on her overturned beige underwear…

Siwoo’s thick semen was being sprayed all over the walls of the bathroom and the mirror hanging on the wall.

**

Siwoo, holding the smartphone camera, shows the traces of ejaculation sprayed in the bathroom.

Siwoo’s viscous semen is completely applied to Sejin’s older sister’s toothbrush and the head of the toothbrush.

Siwoo’s semen was also sprayed all over the front of her overturned panties, which had been in contact with Sejin’s older sister’s petal skin.

Siwoo wipes the remnants of the climax flowing down the tip of his penis with the breast pad he’s wrapping around his penis.

The touch of the breast pad after ejaculation seemed to touch Siwoo’s penis differently than before ejaculation.

The cloth touching the sensitive skin, along with the rubbing that makes the body flinch, feels like a warm sense of relief spreading.

Siwoo puts the breast pad, which has absorbed even the filth on the tip of his penis, back in its original place on the shelf above.

Siwoo picked up the toothbrush smeared with semen and put it in a cup.

Siwoo’s semen, stuck to Sejin’s older sister’s toothbrush, was flowing down as if melting.