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“Are you okay?”

Shi-woo releases the tension in his hand that was massaging her butt and asks Gyu-ri Ajumma.

“Ah… a little… are you… still… a bit… ouch… painful…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma says to Shi-woo, her voice strained as she rests her face downwards on her folded arms.

Shi-woo grabs Gyu-ri Ajumma’s thighs with both hands and tries to slightly spread her legs apart.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s large buttocks and plump thigh muscles tense up, seemingly nervous.

-Tak!

Shi-woo taps Gyu-ri Ajumma’s tense butt lightly with his fingers together.

“Ah!”

With a short moan, Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt flesh twitches and seems to rise momentarily before relaxing and sinking down.

“Your muscles seem really tight; can you try to relax a bit?”

Shi-woo says nonchalantly and slowly tries to spread Gyu-ri Ajumma’s thighs apart again.

Like a deeply hidden natural historic site, Gyu-ri Ajumma’s groin mound below her butt crack is gradually revealed.

Between the starkly split crack, clear water marks, as if bedrock water from the earth’s crust had just burst forth, were etched and slowly wetting the surrounding features.

Not as much as Mom or Se-hee Noona, but compared to the actresses Shi-woo had seen in AV videos, Gyu-ri Ajumma seemed to have a considerable amount of moisture.

Shi-woo takes out his smartphone and captures the rare scene before him in a photo.

-Click!

-Click!

-Click!

Each time the shutter sound rings loudly from the smartphone, the area around Gyu-ri Ajumma’s groin trembles slightly.

At the same time, a dark stain spreads around, slowly widening its stained area.

Shi-woo immediately sends the photo he just took of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s groin crack to Gyu-ri Ajumma’s smartphone via text message.

-Ting!

-Ting!

-Ting!

Gyu-ri Ajumma hears the text message notification sound from her smartphone, picks it up, and subtly checks the screen.

The screen shows a photo of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s wet groin.

After checking the photo, Gyu-ri Ajumma puts her smartphone down without any particular reaction and buries her face in her arms.

Shi-woo finds that cute.

Shi-woo slips his hand under Gyu-ri Ajumma’s groin and wets his fingertips.

“Heut!”

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s pelvis jumps up momentarily as if startled by Shi-woo’s sudden hand movement.

“Does it hurt?”

Shi-woo says as he fits his middle finger vertically between Gyu-ri Ajumma’s split crack and moves it up and down, gently caressing.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s slippery vaginal fluid is applied thickly to Shi-woo’s finger as if coating it.

“Ah… it doesn’t hurt… heueum… euueum… there… heueueut~”

Gyu-ri Ajumma trails off, replacing her words with moans to express her current feelings.

Perhaps because the front door is closed, Gyu-ri Ajumma’s moans seem much louder and bolder than when she was being caressed by Shi-woo on the sofa at lunchtime.

“There’s plenty of time, so I’ll slowly and thoroughly loosen you up from now on,”

Shi-woo says to Ajumma as if declaring the events that will follow.

“Heueu… eung…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s voice, whether a moan or an answer, sounds small and stimulating.

Shi-woo’s massive penis is also leaking precum inside his clothes, wetting the front.

Shi-woo gently strokes Gyu-ri Ajumma’s plump and squishy thighs with his hands as if caressing them.

Shi-woo takes his time, carefully rubbing the inside and outside of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s thighs alternately.

Occasionally, when Shi-woo’s fingertips touch Gyu-ri Ajumma’s groin as if poking it, Gyu-ri Ajumma’s body twitches and twists her waist, jumping up with vitality like a freshly caught fish.

Shi-woo watches Gyu-ri Ajumma’s movements, pretends not to notice, strokes her thighs again, and then moves the position to her calves and starts massaging them.

Shi-woo is diligently giving a massage, intending to relieve Gyu-ri Ajumma’s stiff muscles along with the caresses.

“Heueueueum~”

Gyu-ri Ajumma is making sounds as if feeling refreshed.

“How is it here? Does it feel good?”

Shi-woo asks Gyu-ri Ajumma, gently pressing on the pressure point on her calf.

“Eueung… it feels good~ Shi-woo, you’re so good at massaging… did you learn it separately somewhere?”

Gyu-ri Ajumma praises Shi-woo in a relaxed, husky voice and asks.

“I didn’t learn it separately, but I often watched Se-hee Noona getting massages when she was working out,”

Shi-woo answers, stroking her calf again as if caressing it.

“Is that so? Haaa…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma is now making sounds, completely relaxed, as if she has entrusted her body to Shi-woo.

“You said your shoulders and back were stiff earlier, right? I’ll loosen up your back a bit this time,”

Shi-woo says, raising his four fingers and stroking from her calves to her thighs and buttocks as if scratching them.

“Heueu… eung…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma answers, breathing out as if feeling regretful, perhaps because her senses have become more sensitive to Shi-woo’s touch.

As soon as Shi-woo hears Gyu-ri Ajumma’s answer, he immediately climbs onto Gyu-ri Ajumma’s cushioned thighs.

Shi-woo lightly presses on Gyu-ri Ajumma’s waist, and accurately positions his erect penis between Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt cheeks inside her clothes.

Shi-woo’s massive penis enters as if buried between the butt cheeks of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s leggings, who isn’t wearing panties.

Shi-woo’s palms are touching the bare skin of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s waist under her tank top.

Shi-woo gently rubs the bare skin of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s waist with his palms.

“If it hurts so much that you can’t stand it, tell me! Okay?”

Shi-woo says, slipping one hand under the pink tank top fabric clinging to Gyu-ri Ajumma’s body.

The warmth of the bare skin on Gyu-ri Ajumma’s back under the fabric is transmitted to Shi-woo’s hand.

Shi-woo caresses Gyu-ri Ajumma’s back covered by the tank top fabric as if teasing her.

“…Eueung… heueu…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma barely manages to utter a response, her voice mixed with labored breaths.

Shi-woo leans his body forward slightly.

Shi-woo’s penis is buried between her butt cheeks as if crushed.

Gyu-ri Ajumma twitches in surprise.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt cheeks tense up, strongly squeezing Shi-woo’s penis.

Shi-woo takes his hand out from inside the tank top and strokes Gyu-ri Ajumma’s hair as if reassuring her.

“Haa… haa…”

Gyu-ri Ajumma accepts Shi-woo’s touch as it is, and her breathing begins to become rough.

Shi-woo thinks that the moment he has been waiting for has finally arrived.

But he hesitates about what question to ask first.

Shi-woo picks up his smartphone and ponders.

**

Shi-woo first decides to find the video that Cheol-jin sent him from the rooftop last time and send it to Gyu-ri Ajumma.

A video of Cheol-jin, who came out after showering, mercilessly hitting and cursing Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt while she is doing the dishes.

-Ting!

Gyu-ri Ajumma slightly turns her head to check the video sent to her smartphone.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s back view while doing the dishes.

The appearance of Cheol-jin taking off his clothes.

Gyu-ri Ajumma is sticking out her butt and getting hit by Cheol-jin in the video.

-Slap!!

-Slap!!!

-Slap!!!!

The sound of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt being hit by Cheol-jin rings out from the smartphone speaker.

Followed by Cheol-jin’s swearing… and ejaculation…

“Haaa…”

After watching the video to the end, Gyu-ri Ajumma takes a deep breath and buries her face in her arms again.

Shi-woo slightly detaches his penis from between Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt cheeks, then grabs the waist part of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s leggings with both hands and pulls them down so that more than half of her butt is exposed.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s plump, reddish butt jiggles like pudding and pops out of the leggings.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s body trembles more and more violently.

Shi-woo opens his pants zipper, slightly lowers the panties covering his penis, and takes out his massively erect penis.

Shi-woo immediately brings his penis to Gyu-ri Ajumma’s bare butt crack.

The soft and warm sensation of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt flesh.

Shi-woo can’t stand it any longer and raises his hand to slap Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt with all his might.

-Slap!!

“Haeueuk!”

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s sob-like moan.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt flesh and muscles tremble as if tense, and once again squeeze Shi-woo’s penis as if enveloping it between her butt cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

Shi-woo asks Gyu-ri Ajumma, still maintaining the relationship between a friend’s mom and a son’s friend.

Gyu-ri Ajumma nods her head to Shi-woo’s question, burying her face between her arms as if embarrassed.

“Can I ask Gyu-ri Ajumma something?”

Shi-woo asks, caressing Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt as if loosening it up.

Gyu-ri Ajumma seems to take a few rough breaths through her nose, then nods her head again in that position.

Gyu-ri Ajumma’s butt crack is already wet with Shi-woo’s precum…

Shi-woo slowly rubs his penis between her wet butt cheeks and starts typing a text message on his smartphone.

The puzzle pieces that he had been fitting together all the way from school to Cheol-jin’s house.

Shi-woo is now trying to directly ask Gyu-ri Ajumma and confirm the empty pieces on the puzzle board that he had been imagining and fitting together.