episode_0011

“Wait a moment.”

It was a matter of just refusing and telling them to go back.

But for some reason, the words “just go back” didn’t come out of my mouth.

“first… . “I’ll call Gaon oppa.”

After a few short tones rang,

My brother answered the phone.

“Uh, Yujeong. it’s over?”

There was a hint of anticipation in Gaon’s voice.

It seemed like my brother wanted me to quickly run to my room and show him the video.

“brother. that… . Hey… . The lesson was better than I thought… . It’s getting so intense… .＂

“uh… … .＂

“The soundproof booth was so dirty… . I think I need to clean this up properly before I can open for business tomorrow… … .＂

＂Ho..perhaps… . Did you ejaculate inside? so… . Is that why it got dirty?”

＂What..what are you talking about… ! “I did it properly with a condom!”

“then… . “Why is it dirty?”

“… … .＂

I was speechless at my brother’s question.

I was too embarrassed to explain the situation with my own words.

How can you say something like that, while holding a lot of Garam oppa’s things, he repeatedly poured out the tide without moving? … .

As I hesitated for a moment,

Garam oppa hugged me from behind.

＂Kyaaa!＂

＂Gaon. Yujeong was so happy that she poured out a lot of water. I think it will take a lot of time to clean all of this and remove the smell.”

＂Everyone…shut up! You must be really crazy! Won’t you let go of this!?”

I tried to escape from my brother’s arms, but Garam did not let me go easily.

Instead, he cupped my breasts with one hand and pressed my lower abdomen with the other hand. He didn’t stop there and kept rubbing his flaccid dick against my thigh.

“Yoojeong… … . Are you still there?”

“huh… . there is… … .＂

My voice was trembling because the afterglow of my climax had not yet completely subsided.

The stimulation that Garam oppa gives me also feels greater for no reason.

Every time a large hand grazed my chest and lower abdomen, the still open flesh twitched happily.

＂Uh.. So, brother… . Clean up here and ventilate… . To check if there is anything wrong with the equipment… . This time… … ♥＂

I moaned at the unique touch that gently lifted my nipples.

I quickly put the phone away from my mouth, but I made the sound so loud that I thought Gaon oppa could hear it.

“I…I think it will take a long time… … . Today at my brother’s house… . “I don’t think I can go.”

“hey. Gaon. Can I sleep over at Yoo-jeong’s house?”

“… … .＂

Before I could say anything, Garam brought up the issue of accommodation.

＂It’s because I want to help you clean up. That’s where Yujeong came out… . Because I also did the ones I pulled out myself… . So I called to get permission. Can we clean this up together and go sleep at Yujeong’s house?”

＂So.. are you going to sleep?＂

“Don’t worry.. brother. Without my brother’s permission… . Never with this person… . Ah, because I’m not going to sleep.”

I desperately tried to block the hand that was creeping into my panties.

I felt like I wouldn’t be able to hold back my voice if a finger entered my body like this.

＂Yoojeong.＂

“Yes?”

“Can you change my brother?”

“for a moment… … .＂

With trembling hands, I held the smartphone towards Garam oppa.

“Take it?”

“… … .＂

Instead of answering, nod your head,

Garam oppa took out his hand that was in his panties and answered the phone.

But even so, he did not let go of the hand holding his chest. He just held my nipple between his fingers and kneaded my breasts very slowly.

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“hello? Oh, Gaon.”

＂The lesson is… .how was it?”

“It felt good. “I couldn’t practice singing at all.”

＂Well.. then… . Until now… .Were you doing that?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to check it yourself?”

“… … .＂

“Check the video with Yujeong. Until then, I’m just guessing in my head. What on earth happened to make the soundproof booth dirty? In what ways was my girlfriend being fucked by my brother? Are you really sure you didn’t take the condom off? In fact, maybe he answered my phone call full of his brother’s semen? “I think I could just send him home, so why did he bother to call me?”

“… … .＂

“Thinking about such things… .That’s the fun of playing like this, isn’t it? Right?”

“also… … . As expected, it’s my brother.”

I’m not very happy when I praise someone like I’ve found someone like him.

The reason I know so well about my younger brother’s tastes is because I’ve been thinking a lot about how I can enjoy this game better and continue playing for a longer time.

It’s definitely not because I’m a pervert with similar tastes as my younger brother.

“brother… .Really at Yujeong’s house… . Do you just want to sleep?”

“of course. If I just attack Yujeong without any consultation, I’m crossing the line. “I know that much.”

“ah… … … . okay?”

“You really shouldn’t be sorry. Still, she’s your girlfriend… . You should feel safe here.”

I sighed at the sound of deep regret in my voice.

This isn’t something you would say while massaging Bang Yu-jeong’s breasts, but I hope you think of your girlfriend as a little more precious.

It’s not easy to meet a woman like Yoo-jeong… … .

＂Then you know… . If I ask you to do it… . Is that okay?”

“what?”

Han Ga-on began to whisper in a really low voice.

It seemed like he was muttering his voice so that Yujeong wouldn’t hear it.

“There’s a play I really want you to make… . Keep it a secret from Yujeong… . Can you do it secretly?”

“uh… … … . okay. Let’s hear it first.”

At my words, Han Ga-on started whispering in my ear that he was playing quite hard.

The content was so severe that I wondered if this could really be done without Yoo-jeong’s knowledge.

But it was also just as stimulating.

So much so that I can’t refuse it… … .

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In the end, I accepted the offer and received permission to sleep.

Yujeong said it was okay to clean up by herself, but I insisted on cleaning up together.

“and… … . It was really cheap. Is there always this much water?”

“… … .＂

Unfortunately, Yujeong did not answer my question.

He just stared at me with cat-like eyes and moved his hands busily.

When Yujeong wiped away the moisture on the floor with the towel she brought, the towel immediately became damp.

I unfolded another dry towel and caught sight of Bang Yu-jeong wiping the floor without a bra.

G-cup breasts sway freely inside the white clothes.

Because of the sweat, the white cotton t-shirt was slightly sticking to the body, exposing the light skin color, and the nipples at the end of the chest were still slightly erect, as if the excitement had not completely subsided.

“Now that’s enough… . “Oppa, go up and wash first.”

“Are you sure it’s okay if I upload it alone? “Do you know what I’m going to do?”

“… … .＂

“What if I find something like a hidden dildo?” … .＂

“I..I didn’t hide anything like that!”

Oh, I don’t have this.

I thought you must have at least one.

“Because there was a lot of moisture in the room. I’m trying to turn on all the equipment and check it. Let’s go up together again. “One person has to wait for the other while washing.”

“We can wash together.”

“Why am I washing up with you?”

As expected, there is a sense of teasing.

Usually, he is in a chic and sharp mood, but when he gets angry like this, that mood completely disappears.

The way he blushes and gets embarrassed is, to put it in one word, really cute.

“Then, can you sing just one song?”

“A song? now?”

“huh. In fact, I still feel like I can hear voices wailing in my ears.”

＂Who..who said Ogogok! Don’t fabricate! “If you talk nonsense one more time, I’ll kick you.”

My balls twitched for a moment, but I smiled it off as if nothing had happened.

Is it really supposed to be a kick?

“Sing just one song. Then, you will quickly forget about the sight of people spouting water while falling in love with that song.”

“… … .＂

Bang Yu-jeong wiped the floor one last time and sighed heavily.

“all right. Still, in terms of form, I came here to learn singing… . “I’ll sing you a song as if I’m giving you a short lesson.”

“Oh oh… … .＂

I didn’t even feel like sitting on a chair, so I just sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.

Bang Yoo-jeong was sitting on a chair, turning on the computer, and clearing his throat while checking each piece of equipment such as the microphone and electronic keyboard.

“what… . Is there anything you want to hear?”

＂Pink Water debut song?＂

＂AC!＂

At that moment, Bang Yu-jeong threw the carton of wet tissues on the table towards me with all his might.

“Surprise. No, I said it because you asked me what song I wanted to hear… . Is that something to be so angry about?”

“Why are you asking me to sing the debut song of a failed girl group!? And that song was from almost 10 years ago!”

In fact, Pink Water is the name of the girl group that Bang Yoo-jung debuted when she was a student.

Abbreviated as PW.

Unlike the current charismatic appearance, there was a time when cuteness was used as a weapon, so there are many songs that are good to listen to in spring… . I refuse this.

“then. How about Japanese songs?”

“Aren’t you kidding me again?”

“There’s that famous singer-songwriter. “A person with a voice similar to yours.”

“iced coffee… … . “Aimong?”

“that’s right! Imon! There is something like ‘I want to convey love’ in his song. “Can you sing that?”

“hmm… … . all right.”

Bang Yu-jeong thought for a moment and picked up an acoustic guitar in a corner of the wall.

She put the guitar on one knee, placed her G-cup breasts on top of the guitar, and moved the capo to the guitar strings, preparing to sing.

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I plucked the guitar strings and looked at Garam oppa.

My brother closed his eyes and was immersed in the sounds I was making.

Actually, I thought he was going to prank me again.

I thought they would recommend animation songs or songs that are difficult to sing in my vocal range.

So, I was thinking about a song to sing in my mind.

But surprisingly, Garam requested a song by a Japanese singer that I enjoy singing.

The lyrics of a man confessing his love to a woman in everyday language… . It bothered me a little… . This will be fine.

‘Because it’s a hundred times better than singing my debut song.’

At first, I only sang halfway through and tried to quit.

However, I liked the way he sat still, swayed his body, and became intoxicated with my song, so I ended up singing passionately until the end.

My throat was dry because I had shed so much sweat and love juice, and my throat was in bad condition because I had been moaning for an hour, but I was still able to finish the song.

“oh… … . After all, pros are different. “Can I become like this if I learn?”

＂It’s okay to just say it… .＂

“no. It felt like I was watching a real live stage. “It looks like a live performance, but I’ve never been to it.”

I forced down the slightly raised corners of my mouth and put the acoustic guitar back in its place.

“later… . I’ll sing it to you more properly later. Now go up and wash up. On my way, I roughly threw these towels on the bathroom floor.”

“Am I really going alone? “I don’t know the password?”

“He said he would go if I sang a song. The password is 0412. Let’s go quickly.”

I left the surprised Garam oppa behind and started checking the equipment again.

After all, was it too much to give out your home password?

That’s what I thought, but the water had already spilled and I couldn’t pick it up again.

‘Well, if there’s a problem, you can change the password later… … .＇