episode_0048

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“Sister!”

He opened the door to Yang Ara’s house and barged in.

“Ugh… Heuk… Junyoung…”

Yang Ara was sitting on the living room floor with her upper body exposed, sobbing.

My chest is swollen and red, as if I have a fever.

Something seems wrong with the way breast milk is made.

“Junyoung-ah… Sister, it hurts so much… My heart hurts so much…”

“Sister, hold my hand… First, let’s go to the hospital. Can you move? Okay, get dressed…”

“Ah, no…! No hospital…!”

[Cow syndrome is a disease that can be severely criticized socially, like sexually transmitted diseases.]

This is a concept that was put in place to make Yangara dependent on me and to prevent the information about breast milk and fertilization from spreading.

This is why Yang Ara doesn’t even want to go to the hospital.

“It’s okay. It’s a hospital run by someone I know. Your confidentiality will definitely be protected.”

But Yang-Ara is completely dependent on me for the treatment of her illness.

If I coax him gently, I can take him to the hospital.

‘I already told Yoo Si-eun in advance.’

The hospital’s operating hours are over, but he says he will come to the hospital now.

Since I made corrections in advance when I came, I don’t think anyone will be surprised to see Yang Ara’s condition.

It’s so convenient to have one obstetrician/gynecologist at your disposal.

I put Yang Ara in the car and quickly headed to Yoo Si Eun.

“Your breasts are firm.”

Yoo Si-eun examined the chest here and there and made a diagnosis.

“There is too much breast milk. If left like this, the ducts can become blocked, which can lead to lymphedema, duct kinking, and in severe cases, mastitis.”

Too much milk? I pumped all my milk last night.

“It hasn’t been long since I stopped breastfeeding.”

“The patient’s fluid volume is really high. It’s too much. At this level… Even if you can’t do it, you should drain it every two hours to avoid any negative effects on your health.”

“…What should I do about my breast fat right now?”

As Yang Ara said.

Originally, milk would flow out and soak her clothes even if she was left alone, but at some point, it felt like the inside of her breasts was blocked and the milk stopped flowing out.

When I touched it, I could really feel the hard lump inside.

“I’ll teach you how to massage. You can release the blocked ducts with a massage, express all the milk, and then rest. That’s not the important thing. You have to continue to empty the milk at appropriate intervals.”

When I massaged Yangara to release her blocked breasts, breast milk started to spurt out even when she was still.

“Please continue to massage the breasts with a firm enough pressure to not hurt them. You said there is no baby? Then you can take medicine. I will prescribe antibiotics and painkillers. A breast pump will also help. I will bring it, so please wait.”

Yoo Si-eun left her seat.

I massaged Yangara’s breasts carefully.

Breast milk pours into a small basin-like thing that Yangara holds under her chest.

“If you’re feeling suffocated, you should’ve cried alone…”

“I can’t do it alone…”

“Ah.”

[I don’t milk myself. Only Kim Jun-young can milk my milk.]

Yes, I had that kind of idea in mind.

I need to let this go.

“Two hours apart…”

“…Sigh, sob… What should I do… You go to work… You can’t be by my side all the time…”

Yang Ara starts to sob again.

If she erases that notion, she will be able to manage herself, but for her, who doesn’t know that fact right now, it must be bleak.

“What is this… Why is this happening to me… This is horrible… How am I going to live from now on… Sob… I… It’s so hard… Sob… Heh heh… ”

It’s so sad to see you so pessimistic.

I need to get rid of this notion now.

‘…No, wait.’

A good idea occurred to me.

The idea will be deleted shortly.

Now let’s score some points.

He spoke in a determined tone, lowering his voice.

“…I’m quitting my job.”

“…Huh?”

Yang Ara turned around in surprise and looked at me.

“I can’t take care of my sister while I’m working. I’ll quit my job and live at my sister’s house to take care of her.”

“Oh, no! Don’t do that! Junyoung, that’s not right! Quitting!”

Yang Ara is startled and grabs my shoulder to stop me.

Because her body was turned completely towards me, her breasts rippled violently and sprayed milk.

It doesn’t fit the situation, but it’s such an ugly sight, that’s…

“It’s okay. You heard from my wife. I have a lot of money. I can do some leisurely business and spend time with my sister.”

“No, no…! Junyoung, please. Don’t do that… T, you don’t have to go that far… You don’t have to ruin your life because of me… Please… Don’t do that…”

“No, you have to do it this way. Before that crappy job, you come first.”

“Please… If you become unhappy because of me… I think it would be too hard for my sister… Junyoung…”

It’s time to strike the finishing blow.

As if it was a little burdensome, as if he was forcing himself to pretend that everything was okay.

He smiled with the corners of his lips trembling slightly.

[As the saying goes, ‘There is no filial son in front of a long illness’, helping to care for cow syndrome is very difficult.]

“Your little brother offers to help you, are you going to refuse?”

[If Kim Jun-young offers to help, I won’t refuse]

“Ah… ahh…!”

Yang Ara finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and started shedding hot tears.

‘[Speech] Your skills are too good…?’

I didn’t know that it would not only improve your speaking skills, but also improve your acting.

As expected, it’s a skill. The effect is certain.

How can you not get addicted to the taste of skill addiction?

He grabbed both of Yangara’s shoulders and made eye contact.

“Don’t worry. I told you, I have a lot of money. It’s not like I’m completely free, but… Well, I guess I’ll figure it out somehow…”

“Ahhh… Ahhhh…”

He hugged Yang Ara in his arms.

Her full breasts pressed against my chest, and her spurting milk soaked my clothes.

“Don’t worry… I’ll be by your side. No matter how hard it is for you, I’ll help you.”

“Black, ugh…”

Yang Ara’s shoulders shake.

“Heuheuuu… Heuheuuu… Junyoung-ah… Aaaah…. Junyoung-ah…”

“Don’t cry, sister… Stop…”

“Ugh…”

He patted her narrow back.

Yang Ara clings to me, holding my clothes tightly with her small hands.

“Ugh… I’m sorry… Thank you… Ugh… ”

“Stop it… Stop it…”

“Ugh… I’m sorry…”

She lifted her phone behind her back and sent a text message to Yoo Si-eun telling her not to come in for a moment.

“Oh my… I’m sorry… I’m sorry, big sister…”

In a hospital where everyone has left work and no one is there, there are only the two of us in the examination room.

In the silence of the clock ticking, the sound of crying echoes quietly.

She cried in my arms for a long time, until she was exhausted.

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As soon as I got home, I erased the idea that [I don’t express milk myself. Only Kim Jun-young can express my milk] and finished sucking Yang A-ra’s milk.

“Chop, chop-”

Chooaaaak-

Not only was it sufficiently loosened up through massage, but it also accumulated a huge amount, so it really came out in a gushing manner.

“Heh♡ Heh♡ Heh♡ Harder, harder…♡”

“Choo-ah-ap-!”

“Heeek♡”

Yang Ara rubs her clit roughly and bounces her waist forward.

As I told you yesterday, masturbating while sucking your breasts is a way to relieve your sexual desire.

“Hehe♡ Hehe♡ Ssah, ssandaaa♡”

Phew! Phew!

The hot juice flowing out of her vagina splashes on my dick.

The baby is crying violently.

‘Haa… This is so damn delicious…!’

All the thirst I had all day long was quenched.

This rich, sweet and savory liquid is truly addictive.

As if possessed, he sucked her chest even harder, causing Yang Ara to throw her head back and squeal in pleasure.

“Hehe♡ Heeek♡ Chest♡ Cho, Chohaaaa…♡”

After sucking for about 30 minutes, one side of my chest felt empty.

It was supposed to be gone in 15 minutes yesterday, but it must have really piled up a lot.

“This, this way… this way too…♡”

While I was taking a short break, Yangara couldn’t stand it any longer and lifted her other breast, bringing it to my lips and rubbing it.

The breast milk that was already pouring out wets the area around her mouth.

“Paa! Haa… Haa… Sister, wait…”

I’m out of breath.

It’s not that I keep sucking my chest, but rather that my heart is beating fast due to excessive excitement.

‘A married woman masturbates while sucking breast milk, this is crazy…’

The increased blood flow warms the body and makes the muscles more erect.

This slutty body, begging to be sucked, flirting.

‘Fuck, this is so gross…!’

Jaji jerks wildly and hits Yangara’s clitoris.

“Ah♡ Ah♡”

The fresh moans coming out of her mouth are so appealing.

Excessive blood rushes to the head, causing the vision to become slightly dark.

“Ugh… Ugh…!”

I have breast milk and I’m about to burst, so I think I need to do something about it.

‘Now that I think about it, it’s almost time to move on to the next step.’

I quickly rolled my head.

“…Sister, now you have to take care of your own milk, right?”

“Huh? Suddenly? That’s true, but…”

Yang Ara looks puzzled, but puts her breasts toward me.

He sucked on the stiff nipple gently, moistened the throat, and spoke again.

“Haaang…♡”

“I’ll do it when I’m there, but if you keep doing this, when you’re alone, won’t you be too clumsy to do it?”

“Hmm… Now that I think about it, that could be possible… What should I do?”

“So, when I’m there, try expressing milk yourself and practicing sucking it.”

I gave her another sip of milk.

“Huh…♡ Ha, but… I like it when you suck it…”

“You don’t have to suck the milk yourself right now. Since I’m sucking it right now, there’s no need to suck your sister’s milk. Let’s practice with something else. Squeeze something else with your hand and suck it with your mouth.”

“Huh…? Do you practice sucking milk in a different way? Like something?”

The rascal grabbed the stick and pointed at it.

“In my own words.”