Building a Friendly Family 84

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Shi-woo carefully massages the semen on his hand onto Seon-ju Imo’s thigh, spreading it like lotion.

Seon-ju Imo’s thigh shines with a glossy sheen, as if she had applied sunscreen oil, as the semen spreads across it.

Seon-ju Imo exposes her wet, orange panties to Shi-woo, her skirt pulled up.

Seon-ju Imo lies with her eyes closed, pretending not to notice Shi-woo’s actions.

Shi-woo slips his hand between Seon-ju Imo’s thighs.

“I went to Se-young’s magic academy for an interview today…”

Shi-woo speaks, pushing his hand between her thighs a little at a time, as if checking Seon-ju Imo’s reaction.

“Hmm… right, that’s right… today was the day for the academy, wasn’t it? Hmm… how was it? Did you meet the head teacher?”

Seon-ju Imo seems a little flustered as Shi-woo slowly moves his hand towards her crotch while talking to her.

Even so, she tries to gather her breath and have a conversation with Shi-woo.

Seon-ju Imo’s crotch tightens.

Shi-woo puts a little more force into his hand, pushing it up as if to pry apart Seon-ju Imo’s thighs.

“Yeah, I met them, listened to the explanation… and did a survey too…”

Shi-woo continues his answer slowly, pushing his hand in until it touches the underside of Seon-ju Imo’s wet mound.

Seon-ju Imo shows a reaction in her body, flinching slightly.

“The academy was quite big, wasn’t it? They even gave out fortune readings after it was over…?”

“F-Fortune readings?”

Seon-ju Imo says, as if she’s never heard of it before.

“Yeah, they gave out crystal ball fortune readings as an event… didn’t Seon-ju Imo do it?”

Shi-woo presses down hard, adding strength to his fingers, as if digging into Seon-ju Imo’s crack felt through her panties.

“When… when I went, there was nothing like that? I guess they’re… they’re doing it newly?”

Seon-ju Imo says, gathering her thighs inward as if wriggling.

Seon-ju Imo was closing and opening her thighs as if she was troubled, but she kept her eyes closed and continued her daily conversation with her nephew in a brazen manner.

“Yeah, I guess so… I guess it must have been newly created after Imo went~”

After finishing speaking, Shi-woo takes the strength out of his arm and retreats his hand towards Seon-ju Imo’s thigh for a moment.

The incongruity between the everyday conversation he is having with Seon-ju Imo and the lewd act.

The strange excitement created by that incongruity was making Shi-woo’s heart beat as if it would burst.

His erect penis was pressed against Seon-ju Imo’s calf, stiffly touching Shi-woo’s stomach.

Shi-woo grabs Seon-ju Imo’s calf with one hand and begins to rub it against his penis to stimulate it.

Shi-woo thinks about moving his other hand to Seon-ju Imo’s upper body.

Shi-woo moves his hand smoothly over Seon-ju Imo’s smooth lower abdomen, passing over her wet crotch mound.

“Hua~”

Seon-ju Imo suddenly takes a deep breath.

“Why… why? D-Did my hand slip just now…? D-Did I put a little too much force in…?”

Shi-woo says in a stiff state, startled by Seon-ju Imo’s heavy breathing.

-Especially emphasizing the words ‘my hand slipped’ awkwardly-

“No, no, it’s just been a while since I’ve had something like this… kikik It felt just right just now~ kikik“

Seon-ju Imo answers, making a series of kikik sounds, as if she found Shi-woo’s reaction to her heavy breathing funny.

Fortunately, Seon-ju Imo doesn’t seem to have any intention of stopping Shi-woo’s massage.

Shi-woo is filled with courage at Seon-ju Imo’s words, ‘It felt just right’…

Seon-ju Imo’s face is flushed red as she speaks.

Shi-woo supports Seon-ju Imo’s thigh with one arm and sits up closer to Seon-ju Imo.

Then, he puts Seon-ju Imo’s thigh on top of his penis.

It felt as if the weight of Seon-ju Imo’s leg was pressing down on Shi-woo’s huge penis.

Shi-woo’s penis writhes as if to lift Seon-ju Imo’s lower body with surprising stimulation.

Seon-ju Imo entrusts her body to Shi-woo with her waist and hips slightly raised.

**

Shi-woo’s hand was placed on Seon-ju Imo’s lower abdomen.

Shi-woo begins to stroke the area around her stomach in a clockwise direction, spreading his palm.

That is probably where Seon-ju Imo’s uterus is located.

Shi-woo recalls the lewd joke Seon-ju Imo made earlier.

She said she wanted to have a son…

If he were to insert his thing into Seon-ju Imo’s uterus right now and pour out his semen, her wish, like Seon-ju Imo’s joke, might really come true.

Shi-woo was caressing Seon-ju Imo’s lower abdomen for a while, lost in a strange mood with such thoughts.

“Kikik But… it’s so funny…”

Seon-ju Imo is laughing, lifting her body slightly.

Every time Seon-ju Imo laughs, stimulation is transmitted to Shi-woo’s penis, which is under her thigh.

“Uh… uh?… W-What’s… what’s funny?”

Shi-woo stops his actions in embarrassment at Seon-ju Imo’s words that it was funny, and asks.

“You know how our house had a dog… that gave birth to puppies before, right?”

Seon-ju Imo brings up the story of the dog she keeps at home.

“Yeah… I saw it before… the one that gave birth to five… why that?”

Shi-woo asks, as if he can’t understand Seon-ju Imo suddenly talking about puppies.

“They say that if you leave the puppies at another house, they immediately figure out the hierarchy of the members of that house, right?”

“Huh? There’s a story like that?”

“Yeah, that’s what they say… they say they know at once who is higher and lower in the hierarchy~! Isn’t it amazing~!? Kikik~!!!”

“That’s amazing… but what’s so funny about that?”

Shi-woo asks, as if he doesn’t know what the funny part is at all.

“If our house’s puppies see us doing this right now, they’ll probably think I’m below Shi-woo~ It’s so funny when I think about it that way~ Kikikik“

Seon-ju Imo starts laughing again.

Shi-woo seemed to have heard before that dogs show their bellies as a sign of submission to the other party.

When he realized it, Seon-ju Imo was lying defenselessly, showing her belly to Shi-woo like a submissive puppy.

A fresh excitement seemed to be transmitted from Seon-ju Imo’s belly, which he had been stroking.

“Should we just pretend that today is the only day Imo and Shi-woo are like that?”

Seon-ju Imo’s words feel stimulating.

Seon-ju Imo is below Shi-woo only today…

Shi-woo felt as if he was momentarily losing his mind.

Shi-woo’s hand is trembling on Seon-ju Imo’s belly, enveloped in excitement.

**

“I’m~ going to lie face down on the floor, so can you loosen up my back a little too?”

Seon-ju Imo says to Shi-woo in a drowsy voice, as if she’s really about to fall asleep.

And she gets up as is and drops the peach-colored linen jacket she was wearing onto the floor.

While she was taking off her jacket, Seon-ju Imo’s large breasts were bouncing elastically inside her low-cut black silk camisole.

Seon-ju Imo lies face down on the carpet in front of the sofa, wearing only a camisole and panties.

Seon-ju Imo was burying her face in her arms, which were folded over in front of her.

The wet, orange panty part of Seon-ju Imo’s butt was visible in front of Shi-woo’s eyes.

Perhaps the first insertion position between Shi-woo and Seon-ju Imo might be exactly that position that Seon-ju Imo is taking.

Shi-woo’s heart is beating fast.

There was a large amount of Seon-ju Imo’s filthy juices spilled on the sofa where Shi-woo put his hand to get up.

**

Shi-woo climbs onto Seon-ju Imo’s legs from behind.

Shi-woo’s penis is erect as if it will burst.

Shi-woo barely resists the urge to tear open Seon-ju Imo’s panties and shove his dick in to subdue her.

“Imo… can I start?”

Shi-woo asks Imo in a trembling voice.

“Hmm… I’m really drowsy~ I might even fall asleep while getting a massage, but you have to loosen up all the knots, so even if I fall asleep in the middle, you have to do it until the end~! Got it!?”

Words of permission as if she would pretend not to know about all the actions that would happen afterwards while she was asleep, so he could do as he pleased.

Seon-ju Imo is not going to wake up until the massage is over, no matter what Shi-woo does.

“Okay…”

Shi-woo answers in a voice that seems to be suppressing his excitement, then puts his hand on Seon-ju Imo’s waist.

Shi-woo strokes Seon-ju Imo’s beautiful waist skin by putting his hand under her camisole.

As he pushes his hand all the way up, Seon-ju Imo’s bra near her side gets caught in Shi-woo’s hand.

Shi-woo doesn’t care and puts his hand under her bra to stroke Seon-ju Imo’s side fat.

And he pushes it all the way up to her armpit.

Shi-woo’s hand is going up as if penetrating the inside of her bra.

Seon-ju Imo’s breathing seems to have become a little rough.

Shi-woo moves his other hand inside the camisole to Seon-ju Imo’s back to find the bra hook.

Seon-ju Imo’s bra comes undone easily.

Shi-woo tries to touch the side of Seon-ju Imo’s breast with the hand that was inside her bra, as if brushing against it.

Seon-ju Imo doesn’t react.

Before he knew it, Shi-woo’s penis was located between Seon-ju Imo’s butt cheeks.

Shi-woo presses down on Seon-ju Imo’s body as is, putting his weight on it.

A tingling pleasure spreads from Shi-woo’s dick.

Shi-woo knows that Seon-ju Imo is trying not to show any reaction to Shi-woo’s sensual caresses and touches.

Seon-ju Imo is lying face down, pretending to be asleep.

Seon-ju Imo is planning to pretend not to know about what happened today, even if she sees Shi-woo’s face later.

Shi-woo felt that Seon-ju Imo’s attitude, which seemed to resemble Mom, was very lovely and also hateful.

Shi-woo takes his hand out of Seon-ju Imo’s camisole and grabs the sides of Seon-ju Imo’s panties.

And as is, he pulls Seon-ju Imo’s wet panties down to the middle of her thighs.

A white and firm butt was visible in front of Shi-woo’s eyes.

Rosy petals also shyly reveal their appearance from under the mound.

As Shi-woo was watching for a while, Seon-ju Imo’s voluptuous butt seemed to flinch and tremble momentarily.

Shi-woo raises his hand and slaps Seon-ju Imo’s butt.

-Chaltssak!!

Seon-ju Imo doesn’t even make a light gasp.

Seon-ju Imo seemed to have no intention of getting up no matter what Shi-woo did tonight.

Shi-woo’s handprints are swelling up red on Seon-ju Imo’s white and firm butt.

Tonight, Seon-ju Imo was perfectly positioned below Shi-woo.