“How is it?”

    “The pressure on the clitoris feels really good. But the vaginal wall needs to be scratched harder… Ah, ahh… It feels good.”

    He says it feels good.

    But Seong Yu-ah’s expression is still unwavering.

    That doesn’t mean I don’t feel it.

    Insert your fingers deeper.

    ‘My eyebrows just twitched.’

    [Sex Master] Level 3.

    You can’t help but feel it. You can tell by looking at Gong Ji-yoon’s ecstasy.

    Even sexually active children feel pleasure through their vaginas.

    But as is his usual habit, he is completely restraining himself from expressing his emotions.

    ‘This would normally be a fun-loving reaction, but Seong Yu-ah finds this even more annoying.’

    If you keep touching the wall, the sound changes.

    Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk-

    “How is it?”

    “You can feel the fluid flowing out from deep inside, presumably the cervix.”

    “Already? That’s faster than usual.”

    “I see. Certainly, my body is getting hotter than usual. My uterus has been throbbing for a while now.”

    Seong Yu-ah’s nape turned red.

    I felt my way along the vaginal wall, searching for the G-spot.

    “Are you here?”

    “A little further inside.”

    “Are you here?”

    “Up, that is, the direction in which the fingers fold.”

    Tssup, tssup, tsbuk- tsbuk-

    He ruthlessly tore at the soft, chewy flesh.

    As the thick water flows out, the friction sound becomes thicker in real time.

    “Just a little bit higher there, huh… ah, huh!”

    “Oh, here it is.”

    When the slightly swollen G-spot is touched, Seong Yu-ah’s waist flinches.

    The startled boi clung to her finger!

    “Now let’s get serious.”

    The hem of her skirt is still holding down her wrist.

    She turned the skirt over at her hips and rolled it up.

    Through the underwear that was slightly pushed to the side.

    I can see the slutty pussy of a young girl being slurred by my fingers.

    “Huh?”

    however.

    Your underwear is different than usual.

    “…Wow. Is this what you like?”

    Usually, Seong Yu-ah’s underwear had a plain design.

    Solid color cotton panties that pursue practicality only.

    There isn’t even a single common pattern, let alone lace or ribbons.

    “No, I wore it to show it to Mr. Kim Jun-young.”

    “Yes?”

    “Before, you said that when you get excited, you come faster. Men like this kind of design.”

    These are panties that are close to T-pants and have a very small underwear area.

    The waist area is slightly wider than the straps, so it hangs precariously on the pelvis.

    Because of this, at first glance, it gives the illusion that ‘she’s wearing it a little low-cut’.

    ‘No… It’s all really raining.’

    The slit area is made of a white, semi-transparent sheer material, which makes it… oh, shit… It boldly exposes the vagina without being able to perform its intended function as underwear at all.

    “Wow… This is so awesome…”

    furthermore.

    A semi-transparent cloth soaked in love juice clings to the vagina, adding to the obscenity.

    ‘Wow… the axe mark, it’s so fucking dirty…’

    Because the fabric is surprisingly thin, the ‘3-shaped’ curves of the pubic hair and the shedding of the love juice show off their presence through the fabric.

    Extremely obscene underwear that is absolutely unsuitable for a young child.

    The gap between the two.

    It represents the appearance of Seong Yu-ah, who has completely changed through my hands.

    “Are you excited?”

    “Yes. Seriously… I really like it. I want to get the team leader pregnant right now.”

    “Good. It seems to be effective.”

    After staring blankly at her vagina for a while, I shook my head.

    I was in the middle of fondling Seong Yu-ah.

    It would be a problem if the flow was cut off and her body cooled down.

    Seong Yu-ah’s underwear was pulled down to her thighs.

    “What was the signal at the peak?”

    “’It’s cheap.’”

    It’s the exact same order as Gong Ji-yoon.

    I thought it might be a bit cliche, but I really wanted to tell Seong Yu-ah.

    “Yes, please tell me when you climax. For smooth foreplay, breathing between the man and woman is important.”

    “Yes, I understand.”

    I put my finger in my vagina.

    Then, he folded his fingers into a hook shape and hooked them onto the G-spot.

    Tsk tsk-

    The startled Boji clings to her fingers and begs her not to do it.

    The already melted vagina is starting to tighten.

    The hook that is caught in the G-spot is pulled out as if scraping the vaginal wall.

    Tsk tsk-!

    “Ho, clothes…!”

    In that moment, Seong Yu-ah’s waist jerked backwards and her chin went up.

    The above process of hooking and removing it is repeated very quickly.

    Slurp, slurp! Slurp, slurp! Slurp, slurp!

    The jaw muscles of the infant are slightly prominent.

    It’s about gritting your teeth and holding back a groan.

    Choke choke gulp! Choke choke gulp! Choke choke gulp! Choke choke gulp!

    The deep water flows out without stopping.

    ‘Today… strangely, things are going well.’

    Snapping your fingers and wrists feels much more natural.

    “All right, huff… huh, huff…! Oh, ho…!”

    Seong Yu-ah’s waist starts to tremble.

    It’s a sign that the climax is near.

    The climax is much faster than usual.

    “Team Leader? If you keep your mouth shut, I can’t give you any feedback. Please brief me on your current feelings.”

    “Yes, I understand… Ho-ok…! Uh, yes.”

    Her nape and ears are bright red.

    I can feel the trembling in his voice.

    Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk!

    “Right now, scratching, you’re… Ah, it feels so good, ah, uh…!”

    Seong Yu-ah shuts her mouth abruptly without saying anything.

    ‘Wow… Why is the water coming out so fast?’

    Thick vaginal juice gushes out from inside.

    Thanks to that, the flesh is very chewy and has a tingling sensation.

    “Keep talking.”

    Swish! Swish!

    “On the hook, hooked…! This, hee…♡!”

    Seong Yu-ah immediately covers her own mouth.

    ‘Oh, your voice was really cute just now.’

    Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk!

    “Say it.”

    “Inside, this… scratch! That, scratching…”

    Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk!

    “But my back hurts… It’s too fast… Ah…! Shut up, shit! I’m gonna cum! Huh, hot! Huh♡”

    Seong Yu-ah throws her head back sharply.

    And then my waist jerks forward three or four times.

    Pitch! Pitch!

    In time with the shaking, a few water jets shoot out from the window.

    ‘Oh my…’

    Even in the midst of all this, he keeps his mouth tightly shut and doesn’t utter a single moan.

    ‘The reaction today… is no joke?’

    Normally, the climax wasn’t this intense.

    Although his voice was trembling, he always gave a clear signal that he was ready to fight.

    But today I couldn’t even say all of that.

    ‘Oh! By any chance?’

    I turned on my phone with my dry hands.

    [Craftsman’s Hands]

    Lv.1

    (Always applicable skill)

    A small additional bonus is applied to all actions requiring dexterity.

    Skills I picked yesterday.

    ‘This is it.’

    It seems that chewing is included in all actions that require dexterity.

    ‘A small amount of additional compensation?’

    It was by no means a weak level.

    ‘Now is Lv.1.’

    It’s still at this level.

    What happens when you level up?

    ‘It wasn’t a dud…!’

    Both fists are clenched.

    It seems like I’ll need a lot of points to level up my skills in the future.

    I put my finger in Seong Yu-ah’s vagina again.

    Boji clung to her fingers and pushed them away, telling her to stop.

    I tore through them without mercy.

    Gulp, gulp, gulp-

    “Hot b*tch…!”

    ‘Let’s work hard.’

    With determination, he began to move his fingers.

    “Hoooh♡!!”

    +++

    Saturday at 9am.

    I’m not the type of person who wakes up early on holidays.

    My rule is to wake up at 11 am on Saturdays and Sundays.

    But today, I woke up at 8 o’clock, washed up, and prepared to welcome guests.

    Today is a special day because it marks the culmination of several weeks of hard work.

    Thump-

    The ice cubes in the glass of iced tea in my hand made a clear sound as they clanked together.

    I looked out the window, held my phone, and used the skill.

    [Skill ‘Weather Forecast’ was used.]

    [It will be sunny all day today, but it will start raining from 6pm.]

    Hurup-

    I savored the bittersweet aroma of iced tea.

    The esophagus is cooled down.

    dripping-

    There was a knock on the door.

    If you stay still, it will come in on its own. I told you the password.

    ‘I’m not the type of person to go around leaking secrets.’

    Ting ting ting ting. Ring ring~

    The door lock is unlocked.

    The door opened.

    Crack, crack.

    A woman with a cold impression comes in.

    She took off her high heels one by one in the hallway.

    As always, an office look with a tight-fitting suit skirt and tucked-in shirt that emphasizes the chest.

    “You’re here.”

    “Yes.”

    Seong Yu-ah answered briefly and looked around for a moment.

    It’s a small and shabby studio. There’s nothing to see.

    Seong Yu-ah soon withdrew her attention from home.

    We sat across from each other on the floor with a low table between us.

    I treated her to iced tea.

    “I’ll give the project a boost, so let’s have a meeting?”

    “Yes. I think we missed something a little bit important.”

    “Important part…?”

    I sipped the cup.

    With renewed vigor, I scanned her from head to toe.

    ‘The lines are really pretty.’

    Feet and calves wearing black pantyhose.

    And because she was kneeling, her butt was pushed out and stuck out at the side.

    ‘Is it because you take good care of yourself? You don’t even have a belly fat.’

    Women tend to lift up their skirts and cover their lower abdomen.

    ‘What did you say… high waist?’

    In such cases, most people who wear tight skirts have their stomach sticking out below the waist of the skirt.

    However, you can’t find any flesh showing through Seong Yu-ah’s skirt.

    Rather, it seems as if a smooth, straight line of abdominal muscles is faintly visible.

    Look up a little more and look at the chest.

    At the very least, that would be a full D.

    She already had large breasts, but the shirt tucked into her skirt made them stand out even more.

    “Team Leader.”

    “Yes.”

    “What are we practicing these days to make a baby?”

    “A technique for caressing a woman’s vagina and breasts.”

    It’s a story that could come out of a dirty novel.

    But the expression on his face as he talks about it is incredibly indifferent.

    “That’s right.”

    I took another sip of iced tea.

    Seong Yu-ah also followed me and took a sip of the glass.

    “Petting, it’s important. But, Team Leader.”

    “Yes.”

    “Isn’t there really something else you need to practice?”

    “What is it? If you just tell me, I will do my best to help you.”

    I sense determination from Seong Yu-ah.

    She is serious about this ‘baby making project’.

    Take another sip of your glass.

    “What we really need to practice is…”

    widely-

    He put his glass down loudly.

    “It’s sex.”

    [Start editing mode.]

    The scenery changes.

    +++

    at las.

    This is the end of the work of making one woman mine.

    A pounding heart urges me to take action.

    ‘First, reinforce the concepts that have been created.’

    Among them, there are two that you should focus on.

    [No matter what Kim Jun-young says, if it’s about the project, I won’t doubt it.]

    [No matter how obscene an act is, if it is related to a project, it is not obscene, it is work.]

    Dark gray subconscious.

    The spheres that were once 1m in size have grown on their own and are now strengthened again.

    Woof-

    ‘At this level… it should be at least 5m.’

    next.

    ‘Creating surface ideas.’

    [As an assistant, I assist Junyoung Kim in his sex practice with my body.]

    After creating the sphere, I increased its size.

    As big as possible. About 3 meters in size.

    ‘Next is… potential idea generation.’

    Unlike before, I feel a heavy weight on my hand.

    Touching the subconscious puts a great burden on the subject.

    This means that the subconscious has a great influence on the subject.

    [Sex with Kim Jun-young is not sexual intercourse, it is business.]

    [I am contributing greatly to the project through sex. I feel proud and satisfied with this.]

    ‘Up to here.’

    Edit mode has been exited.

    +++

    The scenery returns.

    I am sitting in my studio apartment, facing Seong Yu-ah.

    “Sex… Is it sexual intercourse?”

    “Yes. You have to practice sex with me.”

    Seong Yu-ah sips iced tea with a calm expression.

    I approached that sexually active child.

    “If it’s practice…”

    Seong Yu-ah answers, unbuttoning each button of his shirt.

    “I’m inserting my penis into Seong Yu-ah’s vagina.”

    “I see. Are you doing it now?”

    “Yes. That’s why I called you to my house on purpose. It would be uncomfortable in the storage room.”

    Before I knew it, all of Seong Yu-ah’s front buttons were undone.

    But she didn’t stop me at all until then.

    I pulled up my bra.

    “ and…”

    D-cup, plump breasts welcome me.

    “Team leader, your chest is always pretty when I see it.”

    “Now sexual harassment…”

    “Whispering to each other is also a part of sex. Accept it.”

    “…I see. I made a mistake. I’m sorry.”

    Even though we suck each other’s dicks and poke each other’s pussies.

    The sexual infant is sensitive to all actions except for certain types of contact.

    Only established actions are recognized as work.

    The actions defined here refer to things related to the project.

    Up until now, it’s been about ejaculating and chewing on me.

    ‘But if you add sex to that, and lump everything else into the mix… it becomes a lot more broad.’

    I grabbed the chest that was full in one hand.

    “…maybe this too…”

    “Yes, of course it includes sex.”

    Although I often open my chest to promote ejaculation.

    This is my first time touching it.

    Whenever I reached out to touch her chest, I would often get hit on the back of my hand or slapped.

    Take the baby’s nipple in your mouth and suck it.

    Chwup-

    “Ugh…!”

    She flinches at the unfamiliar sensation.

    “Wow, wow… Let’s go to bed.”

    Seong Yu-ah and I moved to the bed.

    It was a very short distance because it was a one-room apartment.

    In the meantime, we were naked.

    “…”

    “ and…”

    Seong Yu-ah stares at me without covering her body.

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