[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family Creating 294 (Mom, Seyoung)

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Shi-woo, head bowed, left Mom standing at the sink with her back turned and headed to Se-young’s room.

Arriving at Se-young’s door, Shi-woo opened it, and the puppy sleeping inside wagged its tail and approached him.

It was the female puppy that had licked Soo-ah’s vagina after she applied ice cream in the dressing room.

Soo-ah didn’t seem to find such acts with the puppy particularly strange.

Se-young had been living at Seon-ju Imo’s house for a week…

Could Se-young also be masturbating with the puppy’s help, like Soo-ah?

Shi-woo imagined Se-young undressing in her room, without the family knowing, and letting the puppy lick her vagina.

Shi-woo pictured Se-young twisting her body and moaning as she reached the peak of pleasure.

The tingling sensation of pleasure ran down his spine, slowly spreading like goosebumps all over Shi-woo’s body.

Shi-woo gently stroked the puppy’s head and walked towards Se-young’s closet.

Opening the closet door, Shi-woo looked through Se-young’s clothes.

Soon, Shi-woo picked out a noticeable light blue casual dress from inside the closet.

The dress had suspender-style straps, slightly exposing the shoulders, back, upper chest, armpits, and sides.

The skirt covered down to just above the knees.

Usually, people would wear a T-shirt underneath, but it didn’t look too awkward to wear it directly on bare skin.

-If you weren’t a beginner student, it would feel a little too revealing…-

If Mom from a few days ago knew that Se-young would be wearing that suspender dress without anything underneath, she would definitely throw a huge fit over the amount of exposure.

But Shi-woo knew that Mom would no longer be able to interfere or meddle with Se-young’s outfits that he chose.

Shi-woo opened Se-young’s closet drawers and picked out underwear and socks to his liking.

Orange striped panties and orange casual socks with animal character drawings.

Of course, he didn’t choose a bra for Se-young to wear.

Shi-woo was planning to have Se-young wear the outfit without a bra for the day.

Shi-woo laid out the chosen clothes on Se-young’s bed.

Shi-woo took out his smartphone and took a picture of Se-young’s outfit laid out on the bed.

-Chalk! Chalk! Chalk!-

As if to confirm the actions he was about to take, Shi-woo sent the picture to Mom via text message.

Mom didn’t send a separate reply after seeing the picture.

Shi-woo gently pushed away the puppy that was clinging to his leg and wagging its tail, then went outside.

**

Shi-woo came out to the living room where he could see the kitchen and checked on Mom’s condition.

Mom was still standing at the sink, doing the dishes.

Her hands were moving, but she didn’t seem to be in a hurry to finish the dishes.

Mom was moving her hands as if stirring the air, her face flushed with heat.

Covering her body with just the loose-fitting purple T-shirt that Shi-woo had put on her,

Feeling helplessness and shame in the face of inescapable masochistic pleasure…

Was Mom planning to watch the preparations for the molestation Shi-woo was about to inflict on her daughter from the kitchen?

The crossbody bag that had been covering Shi-woo’s front was now pushed to the side.

His fully erect penis bulged out, drawing a clear outline under his clothes.

Shi-woo seemed to be thinking about something for a moment, then walked past the kitchen where Mom was and headed towards the shower room where Se-young was.

Mom’s rough breathing could be felt from the kitchen.

**

As he entered the dressing room, he could see Se-young’s flesh-colored silhouette through the opaque glass door directly in front of him.

Se-young’s figure, washing her body with the shower water.

Shi-woo took out his smartphone and started taking pictures of Se-young’s figure.

-Chalk! Chalk! Chalk!-

Even though he had seen Se-young naked several times already, Shi-woo’s heart was pounding with excitement.

Shi-woo sent Mom the silhouette picture of Se-young that he had just taken.

Mom couldn’t say anything even after seeing the picture.

Shi-woo didn’t wait for Mom’s reply and put his smartphone in his pants pocket.

Shi-woo slowly looked around the dressing room.

The dress that Se-young had been wearing before entering the shower room was placed on a small table.

And on top of it was Se-young’s dainty panties.

Shi-woo picked up Se-young’s panties and touched the front part of the panties.

As expected, Se-young’s panties were soaked with a slippery liquid.

Shi-woo took the panties and put Se-young’s dress, which had been taken off and placed on the table, into the washing machine.

Shi-woo imagined Se-young being flustered when she came out of the shower and saw that the clothes she was going to wear with her underwear had disappeared.

Se-young would definitely realize that Shi-woo was the one who had done it when she saw the missing clothes.

After checking Se-young’s silhouette reflected in the glass window once more, Shi-woo took her wet panties and left the dressing room.

**

Mom was still turned towards the sink, doing the dishes.

Shi-woo took Se-young’s panties and went straight to Mom in the kitchen.

“I think spicy braised chicken would be good for dinner.”

Shi-woo approached Mom from behind and spoke as if he was choosing the dinner menu.

“…Uh…do…do you want spicy braised chicken? Should I make it?”

Mom reacted as if she was nervous at Shi-woo’s words, who had come close behind her.

“Yeah! I think we need to replenish our protein a lot from now on~! Se-young will be growing up soon too.”

Shi-woo was casually making lewd jokes to Mom without a care.

“Okay…I’ll…I’ll prepare it…for dinner…”

Mom’s face turned bright red as she replied, still not used to Shi-woo’s lewd remarks.

“Good girl~ Mom, you can keep this as a souvenir.”

Shi-woo said as he placed Se-young’s panties, which he had brought from the dressing room, on the sink.

Mom looked down at Se-young’s wet panties and sighed with irregular breaths, as if she had lost her strength.

Shi-woo took out Mom’s dog collar leash, which was inside her purple T-shirt, and held it in his hand.

Shi-woo pulled Mom’s leash tightly, making her neck pull back.

“Don’t you think orange would suit Se-young well?”

Shi-woo then asked her as if he was trying to confirm Mom’s opinion.

“Wha…what?”

Mom asked back, flustered by Shi-woo’s question that came out of nowhere.

“I’m talking about Se-young’s collar and leash! Don’t you think orange would suit her?!”

Now Shi-woo was openly talking about the dog collar he was going to put on Se-young, just like he had done with Mom.

Hearing what Shi-woo said, Mom closed her mouth with her head bowed.

Shi-woo grabbed Mom’s collar with one hand and placed his other hand on her butt.

Mom’s large, firm butt, felt under the purple T-shirt, was grasped in Shi-woo’s hand.

Shi-woo lightly massaged Mom’s butt, then took his hand off and lifted it into the air.

Shi-woo’s raised palm swirled in the air and fell onto Mom’s fleshy butt.

-Paang!-

The sound of flesh hitting flesh, as if bursting, echoed refreshingly in the kitchen space.

“Haaht!!”

Mom arched her back at Shi-woo’s intense spanking, then moaned as she leaned forward towards the sink as if collapsing.

“You have to answer~!”

Shi-woo said as he stroked the butt he had just hit with his palm.

“Ye…yes…uh…”

Her breathing became rapid and her body trembled at her son’s humiliating sadistic act.

Shi-woo let go of the collar he was holding and took out his smartphone from his pocket to record a video.

-Ttirring!-

Mom’s back, slumped over the sink, was being captured in the video.

“What? I can’t hear you well?”

Shi-woo asked as he gently patted Mom’s butt, as if preparing to hit her butt again.

Mom’s butt tensed up and became firm.

“I…I think it would suit her well…Se…Se-young’s…collar…heuht…”

Mom stuttered and answered Shi-woo’s question.

Shi-woo didn’t like Mom’s answer, so he took his hand off her butt and lifted it into the air again.

-Paaang~!!-

Once again, the sound of Mom’s butt bursting echoed throughout the living room.

“Heueuk~!”

Mom’s moans were almost like sobbing as she slumped over and let them out.

“You have to speak properly without stuttering! Keep the sentence structure accurate! Do you think an orange dog collar would suit Se-young well?”

Shi-woo spoke as if demanding Mom to create and use a complete sentence.

“Ye…yes…Se…Se-young…I think an orange dog collar…would suit her well…”

Mom clearly and politely spoke the sentence that Shi-woo wanted her to say.

Shi-woo felt a sense of exhilaration as if his spine was being pierced by Mom’s submissive words.

Mom was leaning on the sink with her arms crossed, sobbing and breathing.

-Ttirring!-

The scene of Mom answering while getting her butt hit was completely saved on Shi-woo’s smartphone.

Shi-woo left Mom sobbing over the sink and walked to the sofa in front of the TV with a satisfied feeling and sat down.