[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 529 (Mom, Seyoung) (Kitchen, Shower)

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Shi-woo, after stroking Mom’s hair gently and kindly a few more times, turns around with a relaxed smile.

With his penis fully erect, Shi-woo heads towards the first-floor shower room where Se-young is.

The sound of Mom moving around in the kitchen, preparing the meal again, could be heard.

A peaceful and indifferent everyday sound, seemingly filled with the intention and will to completely ignore and abandon Shi-woo’s actions.

Shi-woo’s penis, jutting out from inside his clothes, is filled with power.

Shi-woo’s penis was throbbing as if it would burst out of his clothes.

**

On the way to the changing room, Shi-woo takes off his T-shirt inside out and throws it carelessly on the floor.

And as soon as he arrives in front of the changing room, Shi-woo pulls down the shorts he was wearing and takes them off.

Shi-woo takes off his T-shirt and shorts, and with his hard-on leading the way, he enters the changing room.

Inside the changing room, after pushing aside the curtain of the passageway, the sound of the showerhead that Se-young is using was echoing loudly.

Se-young’s flesh-colored silhouette is reflected through the opaque window of the glass door.

Se-young’s dog collar, which she had taken off for a moment, is placed on the small table.

There are no clothes for Se-young to change into, or clothes that she has taken off.

It seemed that Se-young had come down from the second floor, taken only her smartphone from her room without getting dressed, and headed straight to the shower room.

Does Se-young think that she doesn’t need to get dressed after taking a shower now?

Shi-woo thinks about something intently for a moment, then picks up his smartphone and opens his 1:1 chat window with Se-young.

Then he checks to see if Se-young has opened the video he sent yesterday.

As expected, the number next to the video that he sent to Se-young yesterday had disappeared.

Se-young had already opened the video of Mom’s lewd appearance.

Shi-woo uploads the photo that he had taken together when he filmed the video yesterday to the text message input window in his conversation with Se-young.

After glancing up at Se-young’s silhouette as she showers, Shi-woo sends the video to the chat window as it is.

Se-young seemed to pick up the smartphone that she had placed on the shower shelf and check the text message that Shi-woo had sent.

But even after checking Mom’s photo, Se-young doesn’t react much.

She puts her smartphone back on the shelf and continues showering as if nothing had happened.

Shi-woo feels that Se-young, who doesn’t react at all even after seeing Mom’s photo, is a bit hypocritical and resentful.

Besides, according to Se-hee Noona’s words, Se-young should be able to see Shi-woo standing naked in front of the shower room door…

[Se-young-ah!]

Shi-woo writes a text message calling Se-young in the 1:1 chat window, following the photo, and sends it.

This time, Se-young turns on the shower water weakly and checks Shi-woo’s text message.

Se-young seems to wipe only her wet hands on the towel hanging on the wall, then immediately types on her smartphone and sends a reply to Shi-woo.

[Why, Shi-woo Oppa? Is something wrong?]

Se-young’s innocent and thoughtful text message returns to Shi-woo.

Shi-woo changes the screen displayed on his smartphone to the camera shooting app screen.

Shi-woo lifts his smartphone up and takes a picture of Se-young’s flesh-colored silhouette reflected in the window.

Chalkak! Chalkak! Chalkak!

Se-young’s silhouette seen through the window is captured on Shi-woo’s smartphone.

Next, Shi-woo takes a photo of his erect penis with his smartphone camera.

Chalkak! Chalkak! Chalkak!

Shi-woo’s penis is being captured by the camera from a top-down perspective.

Shi-woo opens the 1:1 chat window with Se-young again and uploads all the photos he just took to the chat window screen.

Se-young’s naked silhouette seen through the opaque window of the shower room sliding door, and a photo of Shi-woo’s huge penis taken from above.

After the photos sent to Se-young are uploaded to the chat window, the number next to the photos disappears immediately.

[Can I go in and shower with you right now, Se-young?]

As soon as he sees that Se-young has checked the photos, Shi-woo sends her a text message and waits for her reply.

[Shi-woo Oppa can just come in without asking about that kind of thing at home now… There’s no one who will tell Oppa what to do anymore, right? Hehe~]

Se-young sends Shi-woo a positive reply, smiling brightly even in the text message conversation.

It was Se-young’s answer as if she was acknowledging Shi-woo’s authority and dignity as the owner.

Shi-woo sees Se-young’s reply and feels a surge of excitement and a thrill spreading throughout his body.

Due to Se-young’s answer, Shi-woo feels as if the suppressed guilt that he had been carrying until now has been relieved even a little.

Shi-woo looks at his smartphone for a moment, savoring and accepting the gradually changing consciousness and emotions.

Before he knew it, the shower water was turned on strongly again, soaking Se-young’s body, which could be seen in silhouette.

Shi-woo reaches out with his trembling hand and opens the sliding door leading to the shower room.

**

Shwaaaaa!

When the door opened, Se-young’s figure, being soaked in the shower water, was clearly revealed.

Se-young was washing away the foam on her body while being hit by the shower water.

Her cute breasts, her slender waist, and her swelling hips and buttocks were all revealed before Shi-woo’s eyes.

Se-young glances back as her Oppa, Shi-woo, opens the shower room door with his erect penis leading the way and enters.

Se-young smiles brightly once when she sees Shi-woo’s figure, then continues what she was doing as if she doesn’t care.

Even though she must have clearly seen Shi-woo’s massively erect penis…

She was rubbing every corner of her body as if sweeping it with her own hands to wipe away the foam on her body.

Shi-woo approaches the place where Se-young is standing and quietly watches her soft skin sparkling as it is soaked in the pouring shower water.

As she washes away the foam with her hands and rubs her body gently, Shi-woo feels a hot and intense emotion surging in his heart.

Shi-woo puts his smartphone on the shower shelf where Se-young’s smartphone is placed.

Then he places both hands on Se-young’s shoulders, which are as delicate and captivating as a sculpture.

After covering his palms over Se-young’s smooth, wet, snow-white shoulder skin, Shi-woo gently strokes down along her arms.

Shi-woo’s hands, which had come down to Se-young’s elbows, slide back up to her shoulders as if slipping.

Se-young was wiping away the foam on the front of her body as if Shi-woo’s blatant touch was nothing.

Shi-woo feels a little resentful as he sees Se-young not showing any particular reaction to his touch.

Shi-woo takes his hands off Se-young’s shoulders and reaches for the shower lever.

Shi-woo grabs the shower lever with his hand and slides it down.

The shower water that had been pouring over Se-young’s entire body gradually weakened, and the end of the water stream was hitting her knees and scattering.

A strange sensation, as if the brilliant curtain of water surrounding her body had been stripped away in an instant.

That sensation brushes past Shi-woo’s nerves as if tickling them.

Se-young must have been feeling a similar sensation to Shi-woo, as she continues to twitch her body awkwardly, as if she is conscious of Shi-woo’s gaze reaching her bare body, from which the water stream has been stripped away.

Shi-woo reaches for the body cleanser that Se-young was using.

Jjuuk jjuuuk jjuuk!

Shi-woo presses the lid pump of the body cleanser two or three times, squeezing out the sticky liquid onto his palm.

Shi-woo rubs the sticky liquid squeezed out onto his palm to create foam.

Then he brings his hand, which is filled with foam, to Se-young’s smooth back, which is like a brilliant screen that has been stripped away, and starts rubbing.

“I just washed with body cleanser, is Oppa going to wash me one more time?”

Only then does Se-young turn around and talk about Shi-woo’s touch as if she is embarrassed.

“No! I’m going to wash!”

Shi-woo says to Se-young in a firm tone, and momentarily lowers his hand towards Se-young’s buttocks, then strokes his hand back up towards her waist.

Se-young’s buttocks, which had been tensed up as if jumping up, relax.

Shi-woo continues to rub Se-young’s waist and back with both hands.

The sound of the shower water falling in a delicate arc below her knees was tickling his ears moistly.

“But if you do that, it won’t foam well! You need to use a towel to get a lot of foam, should I help you?”

Se-young was speaking as if she had no doubts or resistance to Shi-woo’s actions.

“No, this is just right! If there’s too much foam, it’s actually hard to rub!”

Shi-woo says definitively, stroking his palms from Se-young’s waist to her back, and then back to her shoulders.

The foam that Shi-woo had created was flowing down Se-young’s back and waist, and into the groove between her buttocks.

The sensation of the foam and moisture flowing down between the grooves brushes against Se-young’s buttocks, and again, she feels her body tense up.