episode_0021

Sometimes when I go to the hospital. Have you ever felt anxious because you couldn’t figure out what the doctor was doing? Like telling me to stand with my feet together or holding my nose. Everyone has at least once experienced the embarrassment of receiving instructions for which the party’s reasons are unknown.

Park Jeong-woo was in exactly that situation right now.

“Hey, what should I do?”

“You just need to lie down?”

“… Do I really have to be in this position?”

I liked the feel of the blanket on my back. But the feeling on the back of my head was much softer and fluffier than that. Even though I knew this situation wasn’t that safe, it felt so comfortable that I felt like I was inadvertently letting go of tension.

“Hehe… . Does it bother you?”

“No, it’s not like that… .”

“It’s okay. This is all part of the treatment.”

When Yang Ji-hee lightly lowered her upper body, it felt heavy and warm. A soft touch presses on my face. Park Jeong-woo closed his eyes tightly as the left half of his face was enveloped by an elastic texture that could not be hidden by a few layers of clothing.

He was lying on Yang Ji-hee’s lap. Half of my view toward the ceiling was completely blocked by her breasts. A sweet and dense scent penetrated his nose, disturbing the mind he was trying so hard to hold on to.

“Ah… Oh, I’m sorry. Because it’s cold… .”

His hands, which were held together on his chest, twitched. Yang Ji-hee’s hand was resting on the tattoo located a little below him, a little below his navel.

Her fingers are covered in something sticky. Like applying medicine to a wound, the liquid is applied onto the tattoo, which has already turned dark black. Yang Ji-hee’s hands began to move gently again.

Park Jeong-hoo couldn’t hide his nervousness. After a week of experience, he was able to think a little bit, so it wasn’t that difficult to read the impure intentions in this position, like a child sucking its parent’s milk.

Plus, the attitude she showed at the door. Because the fear I felt there never went away. He was looking at Yang Ji-hee with his eyes slightly strained, as if on guard.

“If you look at me like that, it’s a little embarrassing, isn’t it?”

Yang Ji-hee covers her mouth with one hand and lets out a noble laugh. He lowered the hand that had touched his face and gently stroked Park Jeong-woo’s bangs as if he were arranging them.

Beautifully curved blue eyes. Calm laughter. It is completely different from the appearance shown at the door. I felt nothing but a soft motherhood from her. I felt like I was about to fall asleep with a hand gently stroking my head.

But Park Jeong-woo tried to come to his senses. A feeling that cannot be explained in words. I don’t think I should let go of my feelings here. A strong premonition continued to send warnings.

“Ji, what are you doing now?”

“Um~ Are you talking about this?”

She pointed to a container that looked like a container of ointment, and then stretched out her palm, which had been rubbing Park Jeong-woo’s stomach. I lightly shake my hand, which is covered in sticky gel-like material, within my field of vision, and then start touching my stomach again.

“It is a gel that gathers magical power. It is often used before treatment to prevent magical power from dispersing.”

“Ah… . But why is it there… ?”

“Do you know exactly how this tattoo works?”

Her fingertips gently pressed Park Jeong-woo’s lower abdomen.

He was about to inadvertently shake his head. I realized that it was nothing more than rubbing my face against the chest. Say no in a low voice. He answered.

“This tattoo collects the magical power that naturally leaks from Park Jeong-woo’s body, and when it gathers as much as necessary, it automatically activates the effect. Would it be easier to understand if you thought of it as a skill that was forcibly attached from the outside?”

“Ah… . Then, shouldn’t the magical energy be well concentrated there…? ?”

“Cheap tattoos like this are usually not durable. If you forcefully concentrate your magical power, it won’t be able to withstand it and will break down. The shape will remain, but should I say that the substance is missing?”

Park Jeong-woo answered, “Aha,” in an admiring voice. He may be a dangerous person, but he is a professional. I thought with my mouth shut again.

Yang Ji-hee moved the open container a little further away. Her fingertips, which returned to the tattoo, began to glow softly.

“Hey, by the way. Didn’t they say that this tattoo will work if magical power is used…? ?”

Yang Ji-hee’s fingertips press the skin of her stomach. His expression slightly frowned at the unfamiliar sensation, as if warm water was coming directly into his stomach.

“Well, then. Even now… Heehee!!”

The heat suddenly soared. I’ve experienced something unpleasant over the past three days, but I don’t see any signs of getting used to it. The heat that started from the tattoo consumed my entire body.

“Oh my. sorry. I think I failed to control my magic power… .”

Yang Ji-hee speaks, fidgeting as if embarrassed. Park Jeong-woo was twisting his body reflexively. A much more intense sensation than the paroxysmal pleasure I had experienced so far came upon me, so, voila, black. I could barely breathe through a blocked airway.

“Oh, should I push it in further?”

Rather than talking to myself, it was as if I was saying something for him to hear. Her palm touches Park Jeong-woo’s lower abdomen and presses it.

Gently rubbing my palms, I poured magical power into it like pouring water into a bottomless pot.

Park Jeong-woo’s whole body heated up. My back suddenly lifted and I fell down. The newly erect dick under his street clothes was complaining of discomfort.

“Oh, my… .”

An artificial sigh leaks out of Yang Ji-hee’s mouth. He quietly looked down at Park Jeong-woo, who was struggling on his lap and complaining of excitement that bordered on pain.

Just before the circuitry built into the tattoo overloaded and shattered. Yang Ji-hee’s hand fell from his lower abdomen only after it was like a sloshing cup on the verge of overflowing.

“If I wait like this, the effect will disappear… .”

Yang Ji-hee mutters as if she is in trouble.

Park Jeong-woo rolled off her lap and rolled over. He was lying face down on the blanket, breathing heavily as if he was going to fall at any moment.

I gather the blanket tightly between my thighs and continue to shake my trembling back. He is whimpering like a strangled person, and his hands are gripping the blanket so tightly that his fingernails are slightly lifted, which is pitiful.

“It’s very difficult. I can’t do it… .”

Yang Ji-hee grabs Park Jeong-woo by the shoulder and turns him around. His face was distorted as he struggled with pleasure.

“It’s okay, just leave everything to me.”

Unbutton your pants and pull down your underwear. Even though he didn’t even touch it, his fully erect cock was trembling every time he unconsciously put pressure on his thigh.

Park Jeong-woo couldn’t tell that a feeling of satisfaction suddenly appeared in Yang Ji-hee’s eyes as she looked at that scene.

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As the soft, fluffy palm gently squeezed it, the cock continued to throb within it.

Park Jeong-woo, who had lost his senses, was being dominated by his experiences.

Just like a habit I’ve developed over the past few days. He didn’t even resist when Yang Ji-hee lifted and spread his legs.

“Umm… .”

Yang Ji-hee, who was looking up at Park Jeong-woo, lowers her head slightly. Eyes with a dark smile were looking up at him.

“Chuck… .”

Her lips lightly touch the tip of the cock and then fall. I lightly rubbed the foreskin surrounding the glans with my lips, then flicked the slightly exposed glans with the tip of my tongue.

“Sigh!!”

Park Ji-woo let out a moan that felt like he was about to explode and brought his waist closer to me. I wrapped my thighs tightly around Yang Ji-hee’s cheek and pressed it, trying to pull it downward.

Yang Ji-hee actually did nothing. When she closed her mouth and turned her head slightly, the hard erect dick pressed up against her cheek.

Because the skin under her eyes was pressed by the dick, she looked as if she was smiling. He spoke softly, in a soft voice, as if soothing Park Jeong-woo.

“If you want to say something, you have to say it with words. You can’t use it if you just move your body like this.”

A calm and gentle voice. It was a voice that seemed to contain no emotion or excitement. Park Jeong-woo, who was writhing while clutching the bed sheets, spoke urgently and in a crying voice.

“Ha, lick it, like before, more, a lot, a lot… .”

Yang Ji-hee then smiled in satisfaction and lowered her head slightly again.

Reddish lips slowly brush down the base of the cock. Side, side. The lips briefly touch and then fall, as if kissing, and settle in the slight depression between the egg and the pillar.

When he stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the area, Park Jeong-woo let out a moan that he had barely been holding back.

Every time his long tongue pressed against that area like a skewer, he jerked and twisted his back, so the bed sheets that had been stretched out were already crumpled into a mess.

“Good job. If there is something you want to do in the future, say so. Got it?”

She raises her head and looks down at Park Jeong-woo. Benevolent and gentle. While he is smiling as if he is embracing everything, his hand is on his pelvis.

Every time he presses his fingertips on the slightly prominent pelvis above his thighs, Park Jeong-woo’s dick flutters as if he’s pressed a button. Hike, hick for a while. He, who had only moaned, answered with a loose pronunciation.

“Nyehe… .”

Yang Ji-hee, who had been quietly watching the scene, lowers her head again. His lips were slightly parted, as if peeling off a skin. I grabbed Park Jeong-woo’s dick from the very end and ate it.