episode_0052

After lunch on Sunday, we spent the day hugging each other, watching TV or YouTube, and just cuddling.

Although the time passed without me doing anything special, I didn’t feel like it was wasted at all.

I just regret not being able to hug you more and talk more.

In the evening, we ate the remaining abalone porridge and went to bed.

Yeonseo fell asleep comfortably with my arm as her pillow. But I was a little restless.

The reason is Yeonseo’s breasts. After finding out that Yeonseo doesn’t wear underwear at home because her bra is at least one size too small and there is a red mark on her breasts that hurts, I started to worry about it.

Following my male instinct, I slowly turned my body to find the end of this chest that was touching my side, but I was unable to achieve my goal because they were so close.

In the end, I gave up and fell into a deep sleep, smelling Yeonseo’s scent.

“Are you going to eat breakfast?”

“Uh~hhh~~~~! I just woke up and I have no appetite….”

We woke up at exactly breakfast time and, as Yeonseo said, we didn’t have much of an appetite so we decided to skip the meal.

Yeonseo now stretches her waist like a bow without any hesitation.

The moan-like sound that came out when stretching was cute, and the chest that was naturally emphasized as it was fully stretched out was explosive.

“Then I guess I should wash up first. Huam.”

I covered my mouth and yawned as I walked to the bathroom.

“Would you like to do Yeonseo first?”

“It’s so sad~.”

“Why?”

“If I do it first, Jinhyun will have to dry his hair by himself while he washes up.”

Except when we fought, I was always drying Yeonseo’s hair.

According to Yeonseo’s insistence that we should do what we can for each other even if we fight, from now on it was unconditionally my share, but our saint treasured that time very much.

Me too.

“Okay, I’ll wash first~.”

“Yeah~!”

Go into the bathroom, take off your clothes, and put them neatly in a corner.

It was getting chilly outside, so I quickly turned on the shower and got into the bathtub.

Before long, the water changed from cold to warm and I enjoyed it with my arms spread open.

very good.

Just soaking in warm water without thinking or doing anything.

This is a dangerous moment where time flies if you lose focus even for a moment.

But since the heating bill would have doubled, I, with my petty-bourgeois mindset, quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face and picked up a shower ball.

Towering.

But this male’s delusions were still going strong in Yeonseo’s chest last night.

Shower ball.

A slightly rough, yet round shower ball.

A shower ball that squeezes out body wash, lathers up, and then wipes various parts of the body.

It’s dirty.

If you suddenly ask me what I’m talking about, I think I should give an additional explanation like this.

There is only one shower ball in the bathroom.

I use it now when I shower and when Yeonseo showers.

In other words, this shower ball is shared.

In other words, this shower ball is a product that Yeonseo used to directly apply foam to every corner of her body.

I believe that my feelings have been conveyed well to this extent.

Yes. This shower ball had been transformed into a particularly desirable and obscene object that had been repeatedly stroked from Yeonseo’s limbs, who were particularly concerned about hygiene, to her voluptuous breasts and buttocks, and the cleavage between them, especially the deep mound between her legs.

Without realizing it, I swallowed my saliva and brought the shower ball up to my nose.

Damn, you’re wrong!

Even though Yeonseo was the last person to shower yesterday, she only smelled of body wash.

After the regret, a sense of self-loathing came.

This guy is a total pervert….

But I think it makes sense.

Since Yeonseo came, I have never tried to have a conversation with myself.

Of course, I didn’t think about it because I enjoyed spending time with Yeonseo so much, but my body was so full of testosterone and the desires that came with it that I even had the embarrassing experience of ejaculating in a dream where a goddess appeared.

“……”

Even though no one is looking, I take a look around and put my hand down to the upright thing below.

It was a really different feeling to experience skinship with myself after such a long time.

As I lightly ran my hand over the body wash, the not-so-bad feeling urged me to do the next thing.

However, this condition does not seem like it will be easily relieved by simply checking the upper and lower body movements.

Since I can’t watch audiovisual material on my smartphone right now, I had to imagine it in my head.

Close your eyes and imagine the most ideal female body.

‘Brother….’

‘…?!’

If it is natural, then what comes to mind is the pure white naked body of Yeonseo that the goddess showed me in my dream last time.

And a soft sigh from my brother.

My erected body groaned in response, but I quickly leaned against the wall and let out the breath I had been holding.

Wow, what is this? The guilt is no joke!

Is it because she is a saint?

Just by targeting the saintess Yeonseo, I felt a sense of blasphemy and a resentment towards myself, thinking, “Do you really want to use her for that purpose?”

The excitement has died down.

Still, should we be thankful that we have come to the realization of when, where, and how to resolve it in the future?

On the one hand, it was also funny.

I live with someone I like and we are physically intimate except for the dirty stuff, but this is happening here.

But since it’s my own fault, I can’t complain to anyone.

I’m putting it off because I’m afraid of the process and the end of a relationship.

“Sigh.”

Letting out a bitter sigh, I lathered up the shower ball with body wash.

Let’s wash. Let’s wash it off.

The sweat on my body and the worries in my head.

After finishing my shower, I looked like Buddha himself.

Jinhyeon’s shower time was unusually long today.

I felt good because I thought it was a day to go out with myself, so I washed up thoroughly.

“Did you wash it all?”

“Yeah.”

But for some reason, there was a relieved expression on his face after he came out of the shower.

Yeonseo was taken aback by the piety shown by the monk who had overcome temptation and quickly went into the bathroom.

Yeonseo, who was just like Jinhyeon, was absentmindedly taking a hot shower. Just like Jinhyeon, she was holding a shower ball and staring intently.

Shower ball.

There is one public shower ball.

And the shower ball that was used to clean every corner of Jinhyeon’s body every day.

Even Jinhyeon’s secret places… every nook and cranny… .

Bring the shower ball to your nose.

Of course, he doesn’t smell.

However, Yeonseo was unconsciously sticking her tongue out.

“Sigh….”

I swallow back the groan that escaped my lips.

The white, thin fingers were already having a conversation with themselves below.

Yeonseo deliberately turned up the sound of the water loudly and leaned her butt back further while leaning against the wall.

“Jinhyeon-ah….”

I couldn’t move my fingers any faster for fear of hearing something vulgar.

Such regret made the nipple at the tip of her chest tingle.

Finally, lying in the bathtub and soaking in the warm water, Yeonseo began to comfort one side of her chest and the area between her legs.

“I… am a saint….”

It was a big deal.

My lust for him was growing day by day.

Last night, she told Jinhyeon that she was mainly doing housework, but in fact, after he left for work, Yeonseo spent an hour or two smelling his pillow to comfort herself.

Because of that, the amount of towels he used every day was increasing, but Jinhyeon didn’t notice.

I just thought it wasn’t a big deal because there was one more person and Yeonseo was a woman, so she had to write more.

Her fingers move rhythmically between her legs and the pleasure gradually increases.

With each exhale and inhale, the burning sensation that started from the lower abdomen eventually turned the saintess’ cheeks red.

“Brother….”

That word that always comes up around this time.

A title for him that only he calls himself without anyone knowing.

“Brother Jinhyeon…!”

The waist wiggles and arches to a steady rhythm.

“Brother…! Brother…!”

The more you sing, the more your body heats up and you feel satisfied.

And a sharp, unbearable groan.

“Ugh…! Eung…! Haaa…!”

Soon, Yeonseo began to tremble, putting all her strength into her inner thighs.

“Haa… Haa… Haa….”

It was a satisfying time.

And it was also an inevitable routine.

If you don’t let it go here, Yeonseo will continue to make stains while she’s excited while shopping with the warrior.

Besides, I’m going to an underwear store today.

I won’t be taking off my pants, but I’m doing this as a precaution to avoid any unnecessary worries.

I was quite satisfied.

Thinking about him with only a wall between us made the pleasure and satisfaction several times better.

“Hoo….”

Yeonseo, who got up from her seat while sobbing, slowly turned the faucet towards the cold water.

“Jinhyun~ Dry my hair~.”

“Please sit here.”

“Yes~!”

Yeonseo pretends to be cheerful and sits down on a round chair.

His hands run through his hair as the dryer blows air.

“Ugh…!”

Just that alone makes the space between my legs twitch and tighten.

Pressing her fist against her thigh, the saint quickly swallowed the heat rising from deep within with her trembling lips.