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    No matter how much you live a life away from sexuality, you can’t be unaware of it.

    “Aang… ♥”

    What does the coquettish moan coming from beyond this door mean?

    “Hmm… , you are so deep.”

    “Whoosh, whoosh… ! So you hate it?”

    “Well, that can’t be possible, hmm, no, huh… !”

    sexual intercourse.

    The most direct, primal, and intense way to confirm the love between a man and a woman.

    Also, a means of reproduction to continue the future generations.

    “Huh… , I love it because every time my brother’s dick goes deep inside, it feels like it’s full… ♥”

    “I know.”

    “Uh, how do you know… ?”

    “Your pussy clenches tightly every time my dick enters and won’t let go… !”

    Pow!

    “Kyaaaah!”

    A violent moan that comes out again and again every time the sound of flesh clashing with flesh is heard.

    It’s as if all reason has long since melted away, filled with only primal instincts.

    If they hadn’t occasionally talked in human language, I would have mistaken it for mating between animals.

    That’s how much they were obsessed with coveting each other.

    So much so that you couldn’t even hear the sound of teapots and teacups breaking into pieces outside.

    The saintess picked up the shattered remains of the teapot and teacup on the only intact tray.

    ‘Bah, I have to go back quickly.’

    It was rude.

    Stealing the sound of a man and a woman making love to each other.

    But it didn’t go away easily.

    Even though the broken pieces had already been neatly placed on a tray, she remained in place like a pumice stone.

    Why?

    “Haaa… ! Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me… !”

    Sigh!

    Tsk!

    Joooob… !

    Because it was the first time.

    Hearing the sound of a man and woman making love to each other from such a close place.

    The sound they made had a strange addictive quality.

    slam! slam!

    “I’m going again, again… , Kyaahang… !”

    Push it!

    “The bed is all wet.”

    “Hey, I’m sorry… , I’ll clean it up when I’m done, so please put it back in quickly… ♥”

    “Our Juyeon.”

    Pooh wow!

    “Completely… !”

    Pow!

    “The bitch is done!”

    Tsubuuk… !

    “Yes… ♥ That’s right, she’s a bitch. So, Juyeon goes deeper into the pussy… , oh hook… ♥”

    Through words and actions.

    Even though they are already passionately in love, they constantly crave each other.

    These people were extremely dignified and polite when wearing clothes.

    “Now, if you push your dick in and spin it around, it’s a foul… !”

    When naked, the most vulgar and vulgar words are poured out without any hesitation.

    That was shocking in many ways.

    ‘I never thought these two people would have a relationship like this… .’

    I noticed that Han Joo-yeon’s gaze toward Kim Do-jin was quite affectionate.

    But I never thought the relationship would be this deep.

    Excited!

    My heart is beating faster than usual.

    Am I unconsciously excited by the sounds they make?

    That exists, but the root cause lies elsewhere.

    ‘The person you love… ‘There you are.’

    In a way, it was natural.

    He is a man of his age, full of blood, and easy to love.

    Although it is easy to understand mentally.

    ‘why… .’

    It didn’t stop my heart from pounding.

    He was always friendly.

    I calmly accepted complaints and comments that came out without my knowledge and comforted them.

    Also, it was always clear.

    When I raised a problem that was not easily solved, he presented the answer very easily.

    Lastly, it was unstoppable.

    Unlike Francis, who supported and watched him from a distance, he constantly approached.

    It seems as if the distance that must be kept between people and between men and women is of no use to me.

    Breaking down, jumping over, and bypassing the walls I had built were always there before my eyes.

    Although it tickled me strangely, I was happy, but today I was resentful of his actions.

    And I realized it too late.

    “I, I… .”

    Knowingly or unknowingly, I was giving him my heart.

    I wouldn’t say it was love in a grand way, but the fact that I thought of him as special.

    That was why my heart was pounding unpleasantly.

    Because I can no longer consider him special or allow him to approach me without hesitation.

    She whispered, lightly placing her hand on the door through which the sound of two people panting continued to come.

    “You were such a bad person… .”

    It couldn’t have been truly evil.

    Although he came to me as if he would always be by my side, he actually had another woman deep in his heart.

    No, no.

    “That would be correct.”

    The Vatican Orthodox Church does not consider sex itself to be evil.

    It was natural.

    Sexual intercourse is a means of reproduction that confirms the love between a man and a woman and leaves behind descendants.

    However, they only serve as a warning to those who engage in sexual promiscuity and promiscuity.

    Therefore, they do not forbid the act of marriage.

    Anyone can meet a spouse, get married, have children, and start a family.

    The same goes for saints and popes.

    However, none of the saints and popes in history had a spouse.

    No, it would be correct to say that it was not done.

    No matter how open they are, the world’s perception is that saints and popes must serve God alone.

    Moreover, they are beings who cannot pour their love on just one person.

    It was obvious that the awareness and heavy mission directed at me would make my spouse more lonely and difficult, so no one could bring my spouse in.

    It’s probably the same for her too.

    ‘Even if you had me in your heart, even if I had you in my heart… , we couldn’t have made it happen.’

    Whether it comes true or not, all that lies ahead is a bad ending.

    She couldn’t love him alone, and it would have been difficult for him to stay by her side.

    ‘This is better.’

    Before he knew it, the woman who had turned him into a tragic man and woman struggling with an impossible love turned her back on him.

    “Again, again… !”

    Leaving behind the moans of Han Joo-yeon, who was panting in Kim Do-jin’s arms.

    “If you’re happy, that’s okay.”

    She walked further and further away with weak steps.

    * * *

    In a way, it was a natural order.

    I starved for several days, and barely survived a near-death crisis.

    A night when the two situations in which human desire to reproduce most explosively increased overlapped exquisitely.

    Knock knock!

    “Brother-in-law… , Do you have a moment?”

    Juyeon found my room, and I gladly let her in.

    With a clear understanding of what it means.

    At first, we talked about how the moon was bright, how quiet it was, and how glad we were to come back safely.

    But that didn’t last very long.

    There was a separate reason why I, Juyeon, and I sought out the other person’s room and accepted it.

    “Brother-in-law… , no.”

    The guy who blatantly insisted on calling me brother-in-law when the two of us were alone brought up another title.

    “Oppa.”

    It’s truly a title I haven’t heard in a long time.

    Before he married Han Joo-hee.

    And not long after I got married, I started calling him oppa, but after Han Joo-hee severely scolded him and told me to call him brother-in-law from now on, I stopped hearing him.

    The fact that she brought up such an old-fashioned title must have meant that her heart had changed in some way.

    “Yes, Juyeon.”

    I gladly accepted this too.

    We are beasts who have already crossed a line that should not be crossed.

    Because now we’ve come too far to hold back on anything.

    “Please hug me.”

    It seemed like he came to pamper me.

    So I decided to listen.

    I grab the guy’s delicate shoulders and pull him into my arms.

    “Hug me tighter.”

    I put more strength into the arms that wrapped around my back.

    So hard that Juyeon’s voluptuous breasts were crushed when they touched his chest.

    “Seeueueup… , haaa.”

    Juyeon takes a deep breath, burying his face somewhere between his collarbone and chest.

    “The smell of you makes me dizzy.”

    “… Do you smell it?”

    I obviously washed it.

    “Ugh… , Not the bad smell.”

    I was a little puzzled.

    “Isn’t my smell now different from what I used to smell like?”

    After all, my body has changed, hasn’t it?

    Then the body odor would have changed, so why does Juyeon always like it?

    “Huhhh… , Nothing has changed.”

    “… Does that make sense?”

    “It works for me.”

    “Ah, yes… .”

    I decided not to ask any more questions.

    I guess that’s why he answered so firmly.

    The face that has been absorbed in smelling the scent is pushed upward and the lips are pursed.

    “Kiss me.”

    Take your mouth lightly.

    side!

    Then the guy starts complaining.

    “Ugh… , this is just a kiss.”

    Bring your lips to yours again.

    This time, instead of pulling away, open your mouth and push your tongue into the other person’s mouth, which is just in time.

    “Chureup.”

    “Haum… .”

    “Jjoob.”

    “Jjooook.”

    Two tongues intertwined violently in each other’s mouths.

    By the time the saliva had mixed together and became completely one, no one could tell who it belonged to.

    Juyeon separates his lips.

    “Hey.”

    A long, thread-like strand of saliva stretched between the fallen tongue.

    “Seu-eup.”

    Juyeon pushes the tooth into his mouth as if inhaling a strand of cotton and smiles seductively.

    I feel a great sense of disconnect from that appearance.

    The behavior is that of a guy in his late teens or early 20s, but on the outside he has the appearance of a very sexy woman.

    The fresh tone of voice and the strong smell mix together to make you lose your senses.

    “Oppa.”

    As she whined, her outstretched arms wrapped around my head and led me to her chest.

    The ultimate softness felt on hard hair.

    He lies down on his back, hugging my head to my chest.

    And then he whispers in my ear in an extremely sexy tone.

    “Eat me.”

    “… … .”

    Her words once again pulled me into the path of the beast.

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