[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 432 (Mom) (Karaoke)

(Image of Mom)

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After wiping away Mom’s tears, Shi-woo took off the blue cardigan he was wearing and draped it over Mom’s shoulders.

“I’ll lend you this until we get home, so stop crying and get up!”

Shi-woo ordered Mom, who was kneeling on the tile floor.

Mom, wearing Shi-woo’s cardigan, struggled to stand up from the tile floor, trying to regain her balance.

The bottom of the cardigan that Shi-woo draped over her shoulders reached down to her thighs, covering her exposed, smooth, and snow-white skin.

“I’ll carry that now, so give it to me~”

Shi-woo said, grabbing and pulling the shopping bag Mom was holding.

“Yes?… Yes…”

Mom obediently handed the shopping bag, which had been covering her breasts, to Shi-woo with a sense of emptiness.

Her large breasts, with the swimsuit top pulled up, were once again exposed to the air, defenseless.

Mom grabbed the collar of the blue cardigan that Shi-woo had draped over her shoulders with both hands, quickly wrapping it around her body as if to close the front, covering her exposed breasts.

Mom didn’t seem to even consider pulling down the small swimsuit top that had been pulled up, to cover her breasts as she had originally been wearing it.

Inside Shi-woo’s blue cardigan that covered Mom’s upper body and pelvis, the red swimsuit top was still worn on her body, pulled up and off.

Shi-woo felt something both comical and strangely erotic.

Shi-woo watched Mom’s lower back and pelvic area intently, then approached her as if a good idea had suddenly occurred to him.

Without warning, Shi-woo slipped his hand under the bottom of the blue cardigan.

Mom initially flinched as if startled, but after that, she didn’t particularly stop Shi-woo’s hand or pull away.

Instead, she stood still and silently allowed Shi-woo to do as he pleased, as Shi-woo wanted.

Shi-woo moved his hand, which was inside the cardigan, towards the red bikini swimsuit bottoms that Mom was wearing on her crotch.

“Haaah…”

Mom couldn’t help but react with a sound to the sensitive stimulation on her crotch, even though she was letting Shi-woo do as he pleased.

Shi-woo placed his palm on the thin swimsuit string wrapped around her waist and hips, following her thighs and side lines.

Then, as if rolling it down, Shi-woo rolled the string of the swimsuit panties down, taking off the swimsuit.

When Shi-woo tried to take off the swimsuit bottoms she was wearing, Mom instinctively brought her thighs together.

Mom’s pelvic and buttock muscles tensed as if stiffened.

“Relax and spread your legs, Seonmi-ya~!”

Shi-woo said to Mom in a low, soft voice.

At Shi-woo’s words, the tension in Mom’s pelvis and buttocks released, and her loosened thighs were slightly opening to the left and right.

Mom’s rolled-down swimsuit panties were precariously hanging just above the hem of the cardigan Shi-woo had lent her, almost visible.

The swimsuit that Mom was wearing inside Shi-woo’s cardigan was now awkwardly hanging on her body, both top and bottom.

A frivolous and lewd outfit under the cardigan that only Shi-woo and Mom knew about, that others could never see.

Mom’s face, which had stopped crying, was now flushed as if embarrassed.

The exposed skin that had been visible was now moderately covered by Shi-woo’s cardigan, but Mom’s swimsuit attire inside felt even more vulgar.

Shi-woo lifted the hem of the cardigan Mom was wearing.

Under the cardigan, which was lifted above her waist, Mom’s shapely buttocks and the secret clamshell of her crotch were immediately visible.

“Huuuh…”

Mom had the panties rolled down, placed in the center of her thighs, unable to do anything about it.

Mom seemed to be trying to make her exposed buttocks and crotch less visible by bringing her legs together and twisting her pelvis from side to side.

Every time she twisted her pelvis to hide her exposed private parts from Shi-woo’s gaze, her mass of red flesh writhed, changing shape and contour.

The vaginal fluid flowing from her crotch was now beyond the level that could be managed by bringing her thighs together and rubbing them.

Mom’s frivolous attire, which only he knew about, and her excited state and reactions seemed to be making Shi-woo feel very satisfied.

Shi-woo couldn’t just leave Mom’s alluring buttocks, which were writhing from side to side with her panties rolled down.

Chaltssak!

Shi-woo strongly struck Mom’s buttocks with his palm.

“Haaht!”

Mom stiffened her body as if tense and let out a short moan.

“What are you writhing around like a horny bug?! We have to clean the floor again! How long has it been since I fucked you?! Are you that turned on by just this much?”

Shi-woo taunted Mom with a mischievous tone, speaking as if mocking her.

“I’m… I’m sorry…”

Mom held the collar of the cardigan above her chest as if closing it from the inside, and helplessly just apologized.

“Here! Hold it!”

Shi-woo said to Mom, shaking the hand that had been lifting the bottom of the cardigan slightly.

Shi-woo ordered her to hold the bottom of the blue cardigan that he was lifting up to her waist herself.

Mom took her hand off the front collar of the cardigan, which had been closed.

Then, she moved her hand to the bottom of the cardigan that Shi-woo was lifting.

The collar on her chest, which had been closed, opened weakly, and Mom’s voluptuous breast flesh slightly revealed itself.

Mom grabbed the fabric at the bottom of the cardigan and pulled it up, just as Shi-woo had been doing.

Shi-woo slowly took his hand off the hem of the cardigan.

Even though Shi-woo had taken his hand off, the lifted hem of the cardigan remained fixed, exposing Mom’s lower body and rolled-down panty swimsuit.

Mom’s appearance, wearing both the swimsuit top and bottom awkwardly and lifting up the cardigan herself, looked so suggestive and even vulgar.

Shi-woo took out his smartphone and pointed the camera lens at Mom.

Then, he captured Mom’s suggestive and vulgar appearance in a photo on his smartphone.

Chaltssak chaltssak chaltssak!

Mom’s body shrank inward as if curling up each time the shutter sound rang out.

“Can you stick your chest out a bit and open the front a little?”

Shi-woo ordered Mom to stick out her chest and open the front of the cardigan a little more.

As Shi-woo ordered, Mom silently spread the collars to the sides while holding up the bottom of the cardigan.

Mom’s breasts, with the swimsuit top askew, and Mom’s smooth abdomen were exposed as they were.

Chaltssak chaltssak chaltssak!

Shi-woo took pictures of Mom’s appearance, posing according to his orders, with his smartphone camera again.

After taking enough satisfactory photos from various angles, Shi-woo put his smartphone in his pocket.

Even after taking all the pictures, Mom couldn’t move her body, as if she couldn’t, and remained in the position Shi-woo had instructed.

Shi-woo watched Mom’s appearance for a while as if appreciating it, as if he liked it.

Shi-woo picked up the push mop as it was and pushed it between Mom’s legs.

Shi-woo deliberately moved the push mop slowly, as if to inflict humiliation on Mom.

Shi-woo meticulously wiped the tile floor of the karaoke room, which was soaked with vaginal fluid.

Each time the push mop went in and out between Mom’s legs, her thighs, which had been brought together, slowly opened.

As if correcting her posture so that the push mop that Shi-woo was holding could easily go in and out between her legs…

Mom’s body trembled as if soaked in shame from Shi-woo’s slow mopping.

Her eyes, which had become faintly unfocused, and her face, which was flushed red.

Mom’s facial expression was now completely blank, as if she had lost her ego.

It seemed that she was realizing that she was now destined to accept Shi-woo’s thing, like the push mop that Shi-woo was pushing between her legs, whenever Shi-woo wanted.

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“I think that’s enough, right? Shall we go home?”

Shi-woo, who had roughly finished cleaning up, said to Mom, picking up his belongings.

“Yes…? Yes…”

Mom answered, lowering the hem of the cardigan she had been lifting up, as if surprised.

“You need to come to your senses, Seonmi-ya! Are you going to be like that in front of the kids when we get home?”

Shi-woo spoke to Mom in a tone as if scolding a subordinate.

“N-No… Heuu… At home… I’ll… I’ll come to my senses… Master…”

Mom said to Shi-woo, who was pointing out and criticizing her dazed appearance, in a voice as if begging.

Perhaps because Shi-woo hadn’t given a separate order, Mom wasn’t putting her arms into Shi-woo’s cardigan, but was wearing it over her body.

She closed the front of the open cardigan again and now prepared to leave.

“Go ahead first! I’ll walk slowly behind you!”

Shi-woo instructed Mom and opened the half-open door wide.

Mom finally took her steps into the karaoke hallway, where the murmuring sounds could be heard.