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    "Bar..Bang Yuri… … . You really… . Were you here?”

    My sister was looking at me with a pale face.

    It’s worth it. How could you not be surprised that your little sister came out of her boyfriend’s house?

    “Yes… why are you here? When did you come?”

    “yesterday.”

    “yesterday? So you’re saying you slept here?”

    “I just comforted my brother who was having a hard time because of my sister.”

    “You’re saying that right now… ."

    An older sister who shows strong emotional changes.

    Seeing that, I felt something refreshing.

    It was as if the tight feeling I had felt when Ga-on oppa was drinking and crying had been broken open.

    Of course, there is a feeling of guilt for having done something bad.

    But more than that, there is a greater sense of accomplishment in having beaten my older sister to the punch with my older brother.

    As a woman, I feel a greater sense of superiority than my older sister.

    If you think about it, this is not your fault. My brother called me because my sister betrayed him first. I didn’t even attack my brother first. My brother wanted to hug me and I just obeyed.

    I comforted my brother, and he made me into a woman.

    "Seo.. no way… . Did you do it? “Isn’t it?”

    “what?”

    “… … ."

    "What are you doing?"

    My sister kept her mouth shut.

    A variety of emotions were mixed in that expression.

    “Go in. I’m washing up. “Aren’t you here to meet your brother?”

    “Well.. I have to answer. “I asked you if you did it.”

    “You can just go in and check. “If I say I didn’t do it, can you believe me?”

    “… … ."

    “Look. Wouldn’t it be better to check it yourself rather than hear it from my mouth?”

    When I tried to push my sister away and go out the door,

    My sister held my wrist tightly.

    “Come in for a moment. Let’s talk together.”

    “no. “I have to go buy birth control pills.”

    "Blood..Contraceptive pills?"

    I patted my sister’s lower abdomen with the idea of shocking her a little more.

    There was still my brother’s semen left in it.

    Just a few minutes ago, I had trembled at the feeling of semen rushing up into my womb.

    Even now, my inner flesh was opened in the shape of my brother’s, and semen continued to flow down that skin.

    “Even though I said no, I forced myself to do it.”

    “… … ."

    “Oppa said he would take responsibility… . Still, getting pregnant at this age is a bit weird, right? Are you still going to catch it? They say that if you eat late, the chances of getting pregnant go down that much?”

    "Uh…what should we do… . Why would you do something like that… … ."

    “It’s okay if it’s a sermon. I’m not a child anymore. You can do whatever you want. Just like my older sister left my older brother and was embraced by another man. I too can be hugged by Gaon oppa.”

    “… … ."

    I shook off my sister who couldn’t say anything.

    I lied a little, but this much will be okay.

    If you had shame, you wouldn’t be able to ask your brother, “Did you really say you would take responsibility and then cum?”

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    I couldn’t bear to hold on to Yuri and sent her away.

    First, I had to confirm whether it was Ga-on oppa or Garam oppa who spent the night with Yuri.

    As I entered Gaon oppa’s house, I checked my smartphone.

    [Yoojeong. Will you come to my house now? There is also glass here. ]

    A text message came from Gaon oppa this morning.

    After seeing this, I came here in a hurry.

    And what I came across was Bang Yu-ri, stroking her lower abdomen, her dry hair flowing.

    “alcohol… . How much did you drink… … ."

    Dozens of liquor bottles are lined up on the living room table.

    It’s not soju or beer, but high-alcohol liquor.

    I was lost in thought as I walked towards my brother’s bedroom.

    Gaon oppa could not be contacted. After sending one text, there was no news. Even when I called directly, there was no answer.

    Yuri went one step further. Yuri’s phone was completely turned off.

    I tried contacting Garam oppa, just in case, but the same thing happened. Garam oppa also didn’t receive any calls from me.

    “You really did it… … ."

    The mattress on the bed was completely wet.

    The cover or blanket could not be seen as if they had gone into the washing machine.

    There seemed to be a faint scent of semen in the room.

    When I heard the sound of water dripping from the bathroom, it really seemed like someone was washing in there.

    “no way… . Probably not… … . If you did it this violently… . It’s not Gaon oppa, it’s Garam oppa.”

    The traces were similar to the traces left in my room.

    Since we’re sisters, I can’t bear to say that we’ll end up in similar positions after being bullied… .

    “okay… . The two of you are planning something strange… … . It can’t be Gaon Oppa.”

    That’s also true. My brother doesn’t stand in an ordinary way.

    There is no way that Gaon oppa would have vomited a lot of semen into Yuri’s body.

    This will be a small revenge for what happened last time.

    It was revenge for allowing Garam oppa to sleep at home without consulting him properly, and not only that, she climbed on top of Garam oppa, shook her waist, and caught all of his semen.

    “but… . Simply because Yuri is more attractive than me… . If the election is because the new girl is provocative… … ."

    If you think about it, Gaon oppa didn’t have this tendency from the beginning.

    When we first met, I think we made love like ordinary lovers.

    As time passed, we fell into mannerisms and became dull to each other, so we started looking for a new solution, which was Nerolase play.

    “please… … ."

    I knew it was a selfish thought.

    But I didn’t want to think that Gaon had slept with Yuri. I slept with my boyfriend’s older brother, but he didn’t want me to sleep with my younger sister.

    It would be better if Yuri was deceived… . I wanted to believe that they had slept with Garam oppa, believing him to be Gaon oppa.

    “Whoa… … . Cool.”

    Just then, the bathroom door opened.

    And my brother, with a towel around his neck, was walking out.

    "Surprise."

    “… … ."

    "Uh..when did you come?"

    I don’t know.

    Just by looking at the outside, you can’t tell if it’s the older brother or the younger brother.

    “… … Are you Garam oppa?”

    My brother, who was confused by my question, smiled.

    The face looks like a child who has come up with a funny prank.

    “well? “Who do you think it is?”

    My brother slowly approached me.

    She is completely naked except for the towel hanging around her neck.

    With each step, my brother’s semi-erect cock trembles between his legs.

    "It’s Garam oppa… … ."

    “what. Are you able to tell people apart by looking at their dicks?”

    “… … ."

    “Does it seem too perverted?”

    I wanted to say no, but I couldn’t.

    Gaon oppa doesn’t walk out like that after taking a shower with things rattling around.

    There is no such thing as a half-erect dick.

    “Yoojeong. “You don’t recognize me?”

    “Now…don’t play around.”

    My brother tried to hug me without hesitation.

    So I pushed my breasts with my hands to prevent them from sticking to me.

    But my brother didn’t give up and stuck his body together.

    He grabbed my waist tightly and lifted my lower body from bottom to top as if inserting his cock.

    At that moment, my inner skin throbbed and reacted.

    Even though I knew it was Garam oppa.

    No, rather, because I knew it was Garam oppa, my lower body began to tighten as I remembered the feelings of that day.

    “Are you confusing me with your brother? Then I’m so sad… . Is it really possible that you like him that much? Did you like working with your brother that much?”

    “… … ."

    "Do you really like the older brother who hugs you properly better? “Have you lost your mind about me?”

    It’s definitely not Gaon oppa.

    The cock, which had already begun to become erect, was raising its head from between my thighs.

    The person in front of me right now is Garam oppa.

    My younger sister… .

    Fooling that little boy… .

    A bad person who fulfilled his desires all night long… .

    “It’s not like that… … . Now… just wait a minute! What are you doing now… … !?”

    “no? You let your brother put it in. You put it in yourself while your brother was sleeping. “Can’t I do that?”

    "That…that… … ."

    “Tell me what you did with your brother. huh? Just imagining you being hugged by your brother made you grow so much. let’s do it. “I want to do it now.”

    My brother placed his fully erect cock between my thighs and gently squeezed my breasts.

    At that moment, a black desire reared its head in my heart.

    If you are deceived like this… .

    If you act like you’re confused and say it’s Gaon oppa… .

    Enjoy it like you did then… … … .

    Wooo!

    Wooo!

    The moment I made eye contact with my brother,

    The moment our lips gradually got closer to each other,

    My smartphone started beeping loudly in my pocket.

    Deep disappointment was evident on my brother’s expression. And for some reason, facing that expression, I realize that I also feel a bit of regret.

    I took out my smartphone and checked the screen.

    [Gaon Oppa]

    It was a call from Gaon oppa.

    As expected, the person in front of me right now was not my boyfriend.

    It was just Han Ga-ram playing Han Ga-on.

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    “It’s a shame.”

    The timing was very bad.

    When Ga-on called, Yu-jeong immediately shook me off and left the house.

    "Similar sister rice bowls were also possible… … ."

    When I came out of the bathroom, I was surprised to see Yujeong looking at me.

    As someone who had just grabbed Yuri’s chest and kissed her,

    As I was spitting out semen with my glans lightly stuck in my sister’s womb, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

    “This crazy guy Han Ga-on… . I’m sending my sister… … ."

    I sat down on the living room sofa to cool down my heated body.

    My mind is complicated and I have many questions.

    But now. any. I thought it would be good to just relax like this and not think about anything for a while.

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    After a fairly leisurely weekend, Monday came.

    Unfortunately, no one has contacted me so far.

    Gaon, Yujeong, and even Yuri.

    “I guess I’ll have to ask Yujeong some things today.”

    Unfortunately, today is not officially a day to do dirty things.

    There might be a way to subtly push it like last time, but I didn’t want to do that.

    Bang Yoo-jeong seemed to have some pride in what he does.

    When I first came to see Vocal Cure, I found out the answer by looking at them angrily, thinking that they were only interested in dirty things.

    If I were to skimp on the class today and try to do something dirty, it would immediately destroy the good image I have built up until now.

    "It shows an unexpected side here… . “I’ll have to gently ask if I can go to sleep.”

    I climbed the stairs and opened the door to the vocal academy on the second floor.

    I imagined Yujeong waiting for me with a nervous expression.

    “no! Why can’t I get a refund? “If I didn’t teach you properly, I shouldn’t have to give you my money back!”

    But as soon as I opened the door, what I saw wasn’t Yujeong.

    The first thing that caught my eye was the fat woman with her face wide open, pointing a point at Yujeong.

    “Give me my money!”

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