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    As promised, I visited Yujeong’s house an hour late.

    Beep beep beep.

    When I entered the password and the star floating on one side of the door lock, a clear clicking sound was heard and the lock was unlocked.

    I walked into the house, feeling strangely annoyed that Yujeong still hadn’t changed the password.

    “brother… . You have to ring the doorbell. What if you just open it and come in like that?”

    My gaze was taken by Yujeong, who had a pouty face.

    He must have rushed over immediately after hearing the sound of entering the password, but he hesitated as he stood in the hallway leading to the living room.

    The clothes I was wearing were pajamas. These are the pajamas you were wearing when you first fucked me. The pajamas I was wearing at Gaon’s house.

    Bang Yu-jeong of that day and Bang Yu-jeong of today overlap.

    The bitterness disappeared from Yujeong’s expression. He’s still frowning like that day, but he doesn’t feel angry. Rather, it feels like he’s complaining cutely.

    Also, unlike back then, there was heavy makeup on her face. It seemed like she had put on new makeup to impress me with her floating appearance.

    “Did you wait long?”

    “… … I hope it comes in quickly.”

    I feel embarrassed and irritated and turn around.

    As the body turns, the large breasts draw a large circle.

    Even though it is hidden under thick pajamas, you can feel that its movements are free. In a word, it is no bra. This means that not only the face but also the body is ready to be penetrated.

    “cute.”

    “… … ."

    I mumbled to myself and walked towards the living room.

    The living room changed quite a bit in just one day.

    The most noticeable thing was the mattress placed in the center of the living room.

    This is where the table was originally placed. The table where Yujeong splattered her pussy juice. The table had been moved to the wall. And in a large space without a table, there was a king-sized mattress sitting comfortably.

    That wasn’t all.

    There were quite a few cameras installed that showed the mattress.

    One right in front of the TV, one on the table, and one on the stairs leading to the second floor. A total of 3 units.

    It wasn’t a smartphone either. It was a camcorder with the words 4K written on it.

    “What is all this? It looks like some kind of porn set.”

    “Did you hear anything from Gaon oppa?”

    “I didn’t hear anything?”

    "Is that so… . Then I guess I have no choice but to explain… ."

    Yujeong turns on the TV and plays with her smartphone.

    It seemed like there was still some preparation left to do.

    "I’m going to take a video today and show it to Gaon oppa… … ."

    “I think you would know that without me saying it, right? What is that? Is it a DSLR?”

    “ah… … . They said it was a camcorder. The camera can only record for 30 minutes, so I turned to the camcorder… . no. Uh..anyway! Gaon oppa said he would like me to come up with a concept and film a video today… . “I wish you could act a little too.”

    “performance?”

    My heart ached slightly at the word acting.

    Today, I was playing the younger brother and enjoying a date with Bang Yu-ri.

    “I’m not confident in acting… ."

    “I heard Gaon oppa will do really well, right? “Seeing as how he is deceiving Yuri, he seems to have a talent for acting.”

    “… … ."

    Yujeong dragged me to the mattress.

    And he made sure to pick a place to sit.

    It seemed like they had already found a spot that would appear well in the video.

    “When I was young… . The reason I wanted to become an idol was… . “You know, right?”

    Yujeong sat close to me.

    “I know. How famous was it? You were the most famous in our school. The girl with the biggest breasts in the whole school. A girl of her age who was scouted as an idol trainee. “There was no fuss about whether we might debut soon.”

    "Well..was it that much… . It was just normal… … ."

    “It was very hot among men. We should have dated before becoming trainees. We should have dated in middle school. Should I confess now? “It felt like that.”

    “… … ."

    "At that time, you were like an idol for male students… ."

    I adjusted my posture a little and sat down.

    I sat down, pushing my body all the way in so that the edge of the bed touched my knees.

    And I made Yujeong sit between my legs.

    Bang Yu-jeong did not refuse.

    He calmly got up from his seat and sat down with his butt in front of me.

    I just glanced at the camcorder in front of me, perhaps because I was concerned about it.

    “But now I’m holding that former idol in my arms like this?”

    “… … ."

    “If my high school classmates found out, they would be so jealous.”

    “… … ."

    “Our idol back then… . “I can see you just waiting for me to fuck you quickly with no bra on.”

    “Huh… … ♥"

    I grabbed my breasts through my pajamas and placed my face on the back of Yujeong’s neck.

    Yujeong’s brown short hair rubs against her cheek.

    The skin that rubs against the tip of the nose is soft.

    The scent rising from inside the pajamas is sweet.

    It’s also disgusting to see my breasts crushing in my hands through my pajamas.

    “Don’t talk like that… … ."

    “A woman who has a pretty face, sings well, dances well, and is good at extracting semen. “Is there a man who doesn’t like this?”

    "Chu..dance is… . “You’ve never seen it before.”

    “huh? You danced on top of me every time. “I heard turning your back is an art?”

    Chuuupㅡ.

    Let’s lightly kiss the nape of the neck,

    Yujeong’s ears immediately turned red.

    “I understand why everyone is twerking, twerking.”

    “… … ."

    “There’s no dance like stroking a dick.”

    “Well.. not like that. You’ve never really seen me dance before… ."

    When Yujeong tapped her smartphone, the frozen TV screen began to move.

    What was shown on the screen was Yu-jeong. Bang Yu-jeong of the past. When I was in high school… . It was Yujeong who worked hard to debut.

    “ah… … . So you prepared a video to show me dancing? But isn’t this video too young?”

    “Gaon oppa asked for it. They think of me as an idol… . I felt like they were kidding me and stealing an idol who had a boyfriend… . “Can you…fuck me?”

    “… … ."

    “This video… . If I show you my past… . There will be more atmosphere… . Gaon oppa… … ."

    Yujeong’s trembling voice made me tremble as well.

    Did Gaon ask for that line just now?

    Or did Yujeong come up with it on her own?

    “Are you asking me to eat it even though I didn’t ask for it? “It’s amazing.”

    “Well, I don’t have to point it out… … . ah… … ♥"

    I grabbed both sides of the pajamas and pulled them as if to rip them off.

    With a popping sound, the pajama top opened and the breasts hidden inside were revealed.

    Yujeong flinched for a moment and reflexively put her raised hand back down.

    "Yoojeong."

    He whispered as he gently squeezed the raw breast.

    “Shall we try a little more with the concept?”

    "Ker.. concept… . Add it?”

    Let’s continue caressing the nipple with the feeling of gently scraping it up from the root.

    Bang Yu-jeong’s voice was trembling a little.

    “Gaon likes NTS. Continue to love yourself in your heart. I don’t spread my legs because I want to cheat, but I let another man hug me because I asked. This feeling. So, let’s add specific settings so that Gaon can enjoy it more.”

    “… … ."

    “hmm… … . “How about setting Gaon up as a manager?”

    As I massaged Yujeong’s breasts to my heart’s content, I listed down the stories that came to mind.

    “You are the leader of a failing idol group. Am I like a broadcasting station PD?”

    "Seo.. no way… … . Like sexual harassment… . Are you talking about that?”

    “that’s right. “As the team leader, you are getting the opportunity to appear on a music program in exchange for sleeping with me for one night.”

    “… … ."

    “If the song doesn’t sell well, should I at least sell my body? Let’s go with that feeling. Anyway, you’re just playing around with a concept. “I have to go hot.”

    “… … ."

    "Han Ga-on, your manager, is a precious person who supports, helps, and supports you. But I am also the person who knows better than anyone else that if you miss this opportunity, you will not be able to succeed as an idol. So, although it hurts my heart as a boyfriend, I personally brought you to me. For you who want to achieve your dream even in this way. For you who, as the leader of the team, have decided to protect not only your dreams but also the dreams of your members.”

    "Why..why is it so specific? He really seems like a pervert… … … … ."

    The ones who started first were Gaon and Yujeong.

    I don’t think there’s any reason why I should listen to that.

    Isn’t it better than a younger brother who asks his older brother to fuck his girlfriend in the first place, or a girlfriend who accepts it and starts enjoying it?

    “so? Are you going to do it? Are you going to tell me?

    Yujeong was lost in thought for a moment.

    The TV screen showed Yujeong smiling brightly.

    It seemed as if a considerable amount of time had already passed and the videos had moved on since their debut.

    In those days, Bang Yu-jeong practiced dancing while sweating with her colleagues.

    A decent idol who sits down from exhaustion but doesn’t give up and gets up again.

    Bang Yu-jeong, who was coveting while watching the video, definitely felt different.

    I feel like I’m really playing with the idol Bang Yu-jeong, so it’s several times more disgusting.

    The process of picking a star that shines for everyone and turning it into a shining accessory just for you.

    I thought I knew why this genre was so popular.

    It’s clearly the same breast, but the feeling of the skin sticking to my hand feels new.

    When I think about how he sat down and edited the video with his own hands to show me that, I felt like my dick would explode just from that.

    “Oh..if only I could hold you for one night… ."

    “… … ."

    “really… … . Are you pushing us? P.. PD… … … ."

    Yuri broke the silence and started acting.

    I couldn’t even say that he was good at acting.

    The voice is trembling and the movements are stiff. In a word, it sucks.

    But doesn’t it suck? That’s not it again.

    He may have been terrible as an actor, but as an AV actor, he was at the top of the list.

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