episode_0425

As someone who is just an ordinary person, I was momentarily dumbfounded by the fat guy’s reaction, which I couldn’t even imagine, but I still had to do my job.

There was a moment when Olga’s concentration seemed to be greatly shaken, perhaps due to the shock of realizing that her only son had been reduced to a puppet and then showing such a shameful side to her son. Because that didn’t mean I had an absolute advantage.

To put it bluntly, what about the day when Olga is so angry at her son’s change that she grits her teeth and concentrates to escape from the hypnotic power that is tormenting her at this very moment?

They’re going to try to blow me off right away.

Considering that the opponent is a superpower with tremendous ability to the point where he can resist the power of hypnosis, which is virtually the same as power, it would not be a problem to blow off even a single head of me, who is a relatively insignificant person.

No, it might have been fortunate to kill him cleanly like that.

The worst thing was that they just subdued me and then continued to harass me.

In order to avoid a future like that, I had to do my best to take Olga down.

And in that sense… her nipples, which were revealed as the clothes she was wearing came off, seemed like pretty good material.

To exaggerate a bit, the nipples are almost as big as the width of my little finger.

I don’t know if it was the aftereffects of not only touching her breasts but also being forcibly kissed by me, but the sight of such a stiff erection couldn’t have seemed so shallow.

The face is pure and pure, but the inside is so shallow.

Why does it suddenly pop into my head that a woman like Olga, who wraps herself up without even the slightest exposure, has a more lustful and vulgar nature?

By the way, it was a nipple that definitely looked delicious to touch.

It’s not so obnoxiously large that it makes you frown as soon as you see it, but it’s definitely bigger than usual, so I think the hitting sensation(?) will be really good.

That was why he was randomly massaging Olga’s breasts, which were so pale that the veins were visible, and then slowly moved his hand towards them.

And as soon as I reached the destination, I slipped a stiff, bright red nipple between my fingers…

“ugh···❤️”

It hadn’t even moved properly yet, but the condition of the reaction and return was somehow unusual.

Should I say that it is a fundamentally different reaction from the ones I have shown so far?

What are the reactions Olga has shown towards me so far?

All of them reacted as if they were swallowing resentment at the reality that they couldn’t take any action right away despite all of my atrocities, or swallowing shame at being like this in front of their son.

But what just popped out from between Olga’s lips… no matter how you heard it, it was that of a female who felt pleasure from a man’s touch.

Even though he was the one who made the noise, was he not unaware of that fact?

Even though it was a sensitive place compared to other places, it seemed like it was a great humiliation for Olga to have made such a noise in a situation where she was being harassed one-sidedly, and before she knew it, she was biting her lip as if it were going to explode.

Thanks to that appearance, I was once again confident.

If there are places that can be called her weaknesses, this is one of them.

The visuals were somehow vulgar, so when I was alone to soothe my loneliness, I wonder if I was consoling myself by fiddling with this area.

Even if that were the case, it wouldn’t have gotten this far with just a little tinkering.

With that thought in my mind, I looked at Olga’s nipples trapped between my fingers again, and it felt even more vulgar.

This was because the sight of Olga masturbating while touching her nipples with her naked body in an unoccupied room naturally overlapped with the scene.

“Nipples that are so vulgar… How much do you usually touch them?”

“···.”

“Well, I think you know it without having to listen. At the very least, he must have been harassing me like crazy every night alone.”

Was he not aware that he would only be harmed if he reacted to every word I said?

Olga’s chosen response method was ‘ignorance’… but how long can she ignore it?

Especially in a situation like now where what could be called a weak spot is within my grasp.

“Does it feel good to touch you like this?”

Actually, it was to find out.

With those words, he began to intensively tease Olga’s nipples, which he was holding between his fingers.

Swoosh… Swoosh…❤️

Is this because it is not a place where natural love gel is infinitely refilled every time you touch it like a pussy?

A soft yet slightly harsh sound began to fill the space where we were sitting.

Come?

He seemed to have made up his mind and was able to hold on for a bit at first.

However, what was only once became twice, then dozens of times.

“ugh···❤️”

No matter how powerful a superpower he was, he couldn’t overcome it.

Every time she used her fingers to stimulate her nipples, she bit her lips and twitched and dropped her ripened body in that typical married woman’s way… As I watched her, my throat burned for some reason.

It was because of Olga’s appearance that she didn’t look like she was going to collapse, even though it was annoying.

‘I’ll just keep holding on…’

If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.

I have no choice but to act more boldly.

Needless to say, that was why I immediately opened my inventory and started looking for things that seemed useful.

And as I searched and searched like that, I soon found something that looked pretty good.

‘Why is there a brush here…?’

Oh, maybe you forgot to put it in your inventory when you were living in the world of Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

Whatever the specific origin, the brush I found after a long time was closer to a fine brush rather than a proper brush.

Thanks to this, the fur at the end was very detailed and thin.

What would happen if I used this to intensively stimulate Olga’s extremely sensitive nipples?

As a test, I gently rubbed it on the back of my hand, and a tingling sensation appeared along the area where the brush had passed.

Even if you rub it on the back of your hand, which is a relatively insensitive area, it will be like this, but if you just rub it on an area that no one can see as an erogenous zone…

Is it because I imagined Olga struggling in pleasure without losing her senses?

Without realizing it, drool gurgled down my throat and my cock naturally became stiff, but at the same time, I felt a little sad.

I think it would be great to add something other than a brush.

What else is there?

I know that it’s not a good time to relax, but the more I think about it, the more I can’t hide my feelings of regret, so I can’t seem to let go of my regrets and I was just rummaging through my inventory.

‘···???’

An unexpected item was discovered in the inventory.

An item that looks exactly like a tree root.

The thing people call yam was found in the inventory.

No, why is this in my inventory?

I don’t remember putting something like this in my inventory…?

Maybe it was because I had put it into my own hands that I couldn’t remember it, but that was it for now.

Thanks to this, I soon remembered for a moment that I couldn’t hide my bewilderment.

What can be said to be a characteristic of yam.

‘It was definitely very itchy when it touched the skin…’

Should I say that it is on a different level from the tickling sensation you feel when bitten by an anaerobic animal?

How do you know that?

That’s right… I heard that grinding up yam and drinking it is good for men, so I ate it quite diligently.

Thanks to this, I had to suffer from tremendous pain (itching) every time I trimmed my hair.

How about letting Olga experience the same sensations I experienced back then?

First, if you tickle it and make it crazy, then use the brush you just found to gently stimulate that area as if teasing it…

I was once again confident in the plan that suddenly came to mind.

If this were to happen, no matter how strong Olga’s spirit was, she would not be able to hold out any longer and would collapse.

then?

I guess I should try it right now.

Okay, just specify.

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“Huh···Huh···❤️”

My head… I felt like my head was going to explode.

The unknown force that was trying to eat away at her mind at this very moment was a force, but the pain she felt from her body was also great.

Trembling…❤️

Although the man had obviously not done anything earlier and was just holding her as hard as he could to prevent her from moving, her nipples, which had grown embarrassingly large, continued to twitch.

Every time that happened, the extreme tickling turned into pain and pounded her brain.

A feeling I felt for the first time in my life.

As I struggled with that feeling… I started thinking.

‘Please… please…’

What would you like me to do for this tickling?

Since it doesn’t matter if I just touch it like before, I just want you to do something about this.