episode_0015

Episode 15. Today is my first time, so I’ll accept everything. anything.

“Sorry. Well, since Mr. Miyamoto is with us now… … . This is Yerin’s first time with a woman other than you, right? As a result, I was a little late because I had to wash twice or three times more thoroughly than usual.”

Kang Ye-rin slightly nodded her head at Seong Ki-woo’s excuse, gritting her teeth.

“Well… . If it’s something like that, this big-hearted sister will understand. Still, Ki-woo, you’ve lost your energy these days. Just like two days ago, anyway, be careful.”

“… huh. Sorry.”

“Then come here quickly. Close, close.”

Kang Ye-rin calls Seong Ki-woo with a clapping hand gesture.

Sung Seong-woo followed her hand gesture and moved to the front of the sofa, but inside he was thinking about something else.

What I was thinking about in the bathroom just a moment ago.

Instead of showing his own masturbation, he wanted to naturally ask the two women to give him a footjob.

‘Fuck, yes. It’s a hundred times better to just close your eyes and be treated like an idiot. If I satisfy the dirty sadism of those bitches like that, I’ll be able to get over it… … .’

As he slowly moved to the front of the sofa, feeling like a cow being led to a slaughterhouse, Seong Ki-woo once again made up his mind.

Seong Ki-woo finally stands in front of the two women.

Rather than Kang Ye-rin, who immediately tried to say something, Seong Ki-woo opened his mouth first this time.

“Well, but. Yerin. After all, showing masturbation directly… … Are you a bit embarrassed? I don’t know if it’s when I’m alone with you, but it’s Miyamoto-san’s first time meeting me.”

Then, this time, Sayu Miyamoto quickly received Seong Ki-woo’s words instead of Kang Ye-rin.

This was because she, too, was waiting for the right moment to intervene.

“Ah, first of all, you can use your title and words comfortably. What is Mr. Miyamoto? Hard. If Yerin is a friend, then of course she is also a friend with me. Also, you already talked to Da-jeong comfortably, right?”

“… … Well, in Japan, isn’t it very rude to call someone else’s name carelessly? What?”

“Oh, that? I guess Yerin hasn’t told you my information yet. I have lived in Korea since I was in the first grade of elementary school. From about 8 years old. So, in fact, more than half of them are Korean.”

“… … Ah?”

“So, since I am more familiar with Korean culture than Japanese, I think of him as just an ordinary Korean friend. Although my nationality is Japanese.”

These words from Sayu Miyamoto made Sung Ki-woo’s mind confused for a moment, but this time there seemed to be no reason to refuse, so he immediately agreed.

“Okay. Then the reason… Can I call you that?”

“Yes, don’t even add seeds, just like friends. no no. Not just like friends, but from today onwards, we are real friends, right? Although he is a friend who does some dirty things. Hehehe.”

“… … About that. Like I just said, it’s kind of… … Anyway, it’s embarrassing. lets think. Sayu, can you show me masturbating while exposing your pussy in front of me?”

Then, the faces of Sayu Miyamoto and Yerin Kang next to her turned slightly red.

This was because he received an unexpected blow from Seong Ki-woo’s reverse attack that struck the core.

“Ugh, that’s… … ?”

“It’s also impossible, right? So, showing masturbation is a bit… . In some different way―”

“Giwoo.”

While Sayu Miyamoto hesitated, Sung Ki-woo tried to quickly continue the momentum, but Kang Ye-rin immediately intervened and cut off the conversation.

Then, he glared at Seong Ki-woo with his sharp gaze and continued again.

“What did this sister just say?”

“… … I’m a little discouraged… And?”

“Yes. It did? But what does it look like now?”

“… … .”

Kang Ye-rin continues to glare at Seong Ki-woo, who remains silent, and applies silent pressure.

The intention was to keep Sung Ki-woo firmly pressed so that he could not climb any further.

Since my best friend, Sayu Miyamoto, was next to me, I couldn’t show the toy rebelling in front of her again.

The intention was to show real education, like Sung Woo’s acting before coming out of the bathroom.

“Yes. okay. It looks like our Ki-woo has come back to his senses. I don’t want my sister to get angry for no reason, right? Just do it as usual. As usual. Just quietly take off your pants and panties, stand up that big dick, and shake it up and down.”

“… … It’s not that I don’t want to do it, but Yerin, as you know very well, I like getting hurt more… ? To you.”

“Ah… ? Well, that’s right. Our perverted Ki-woo really likes this sister’s feet, right?”

In front of her best friend, Sayu Miyamoto, Kang Ye-rin’s tension rose a little, perhaps because she thought Seong Ki-woo was trying to save her face.

Seong Ki-woo, who sensed Kang Ye-rin’s mood without missing a beat, quickly added.

“So, rather than masturbating myself, I thought it would be better if you guys tormented me… … . Be it hands or feet. Of course, it might be a bit difficult for the vagina. Because now we have reasons together.”

“… … That’s right. No matter the reason, it’s a bit difficult to show such a scene.”

“Of course I’m embarrassed up to that point, too. I also want to ask for something with my hands or feet. Oh, I’m asking for you. Yerin to you and Sayu.”

Kang Ye-rin nodded with a happy heart at Seong Ki-woo’s speaking style, which thoroughly humbled himself and lifted up the two women.

Then, he handed the decision over to Sayu Miyamoto, who was sitting next to him.

“Reason, what do you think?”

“Uh, yes… ? Uh that… … I’m okay with just watching normal masturbation.”

“It’s not bad, but it’s much more fun if you try it yourself. If you don’t feel comfortable holding it with your hands, you can use your feet. No, actually, he likes feet more,”

“… … Yeah, really?”

“Or you can just watch what I do first. Now, like this.”

At the same time, Kang Ye-rin stretched out her right foot forward and lightly glanced between the crotches of Sung Ki-woo, who was standing close to her in an angled position.

Kuuk-! Kuuuk-!

“Keup… !”

“Oh, I’m barefoot today… … . If I had known this would happen, I would have brought stockings.”

It was Kang Ye-rin who I slightly regretted as soon as she started.

Since I was wearing my usual comfortable attire of short dolphin pants and a thong tank top, I ended up in a strange situation where I was giving Seong Woo a footjob with my bare feet.

However, perhaps because of Miyamoto Sayu next to him, he was not embarrassed and continued to play footjob.

“Sayu, would you like to bring stockings right now?”

“Oh, no. are you okay. Bare feet, stockings, whatever… . I don’t think there will be much difference.”

“Well, even if I wear stockings anyway, I have to get my feet washed by her as a finishing touch. The first feeling of semen touching you will be a little strange, but you just have to be careful.”

Kang Ye-rin plays the role of a relaxed sex expert even though it is only her second time and her first time barefoot.

Watching her reaction, I was a little impressed with Seong Ki-woo even though he was being a dick.

‘There is no such thing as a truly crazy bitch. Is it really necessary to do it like that? … ?’

Meanwhile, on the outside, it was Sung Seong-woo who was just moaning to Kang Ye-rin’s satisfaction. Actually, it was a bit lame.

“Ugh, haa, haa… … . Yes, Yerin… Ah!”

“… Well, I’ll stop here. Today’s main role is not me, but Sayu.”

At the same time, Kang Ye-rin, who quickly took her foot off Seong Ki-woo’s cock, stood up from the sofa and said.

“I’ll bring some wet tissues, so just wait a moment. I need to wipe my feet before washing them.”

Although Seong Ki-woo was given a footjob without taking off his clothes yet.

Still, Kang Ye-rin felt a little uncomfortable, perhaps because of the Cooper fluid that had leaked out a little.

So, let Kang Ye-rin get out of the living room for a while.

Only Sung Ki-woo, who covered his cock with his hands together with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and Sayu Miyamoto, who was completely embarrassed, were left.

‘Uh, uh, what is it… ? Why did this suddenly happen? I really have to do it myself… … ?!’

As soon as Kang Ye-rin leaves, Sayu Miyamoto can’t hide the look of embarrassment on his pretty face.

It was definitely lacking in many aspects compared to the overwhelming performance of Kang Ye-rin, a thick upper-class character.

Seeing Sayu Miyamoto’s appearance like that, even the quick-witted Sung Ki-woo began to get a sense of it.

‘what? This bitch doesn’t seem to be as good as Kang Ye-rin… … . Oh, that’s it. A fight unique to pussies.’

I guess he felt some kind of ambiguous feeling while watching Kang Ye-rin playing with him.

Was it because he was jealous of Kang Ye-rin, or because he didn’t want to be seen as being pushed around for no reason?

‘Anyway, what about the bitches… … . In that respect, our Da-jeong is a complete angel.’

While dealing with two women with broken personalities, Seong Ki-woo could not help but look favorably on Choi Da-jeong, another woman close to him.

Because he was such a kind personality that natural comparisons were inevitable.

‘okay. If it’s like this… … . I can make you give up right away just once today.’

I thought I would continue to be swayed by these two bitches as I continued my career as a manager.

One of the two seemed to be worse than expected, so it was Seong Seong-woo who was planning to retire today and only handle Kang Ye-rin’s troubles as usual.

“… … Well then, we should start in earnest now, right? It’s a bit embarrassing, but I hope you’re satisfied. Like Yerin.”

Since I have a new friend of the same age, I want to provide better service than Yerin… Is.

Seong Ki-woo pushed the words out of his mind without giving the embarrassed Sayu Miyamoto a chance to respond.

Then, I quickly took off all the clothes I was wearing.

First, I took off the short sleeves of my top and threw them away, and then without any hesitation, I took off my shorts and drawstring panties at the same time.

Let’s do that.

Sung Ki-woo’s violently sized raw cock, which had already grown significantly due to Kang Ye-rin’s light footjob warm-up a little while ago, was clearly revealed to Sayu Miyamoto’s eyes.

Hot! Hot!

‘Phew, I am now a nude model in front of art students. Nude model, nude model… … . A nude model who gets paid a lot… … .’

In order to immediately retire the poor Sayu Miyamoto, Seong Ki-woo decided to make a big decision and risk being betrayed.

He opened his mouth leisurely, showing off an expression as relaxed as his enemy, Kang Ye-rin.

“Now, Sayu, do whatever you want. Today is my first time, so I’ll accept everything. Anything.”