episode_0135

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“Are you okay?”

Siwoo releases the tension in the hand that had been rubbing his buttocks and asks Ms. Gyuri.

“Oh…a little…are you…still…a bit…Ouch…it hurts…”

Ms. Gyuri says to Siwoo, her voice strained as she lies face down with her arms gathered, supporting her face.

Siwoo grabs Ms. Gyuri’s thighs with both hands and tries to slightly spread her legs to the side.

Ms. Gyuri’s large buttocks and plump thigh muscles tense up.

-Smack!

Siwoo taps Ms. Gyuri’s tense buttocks lightly with his fingers together.

“Ah!”

With a short moan, Ms. Gyuri’s buttock flesh twitches and seems to rise momentarily, then relaxes and sinks back down.

“Your muscles seem really tight, can you try to relax a little?”

Siwoo says nonchalantly and slowly tries to spread Ms. Gyuri’s thighs to the side again.

Like a hidden natural landmark, Ms. Gyuri’s groin mound slowly appears below her butt crack.

Clear water marks, as if water from the bedrock of the earth had just burst forth, were etched between the starkly separated cheeks, slowly wetting the surrounding terrain.

Although not as much as his mother or Sehee noona, Ms. Gyuri seemed to have quite a lot of liquid compared to the actresses Siwoo had encountered in AV videos until now.

Siwoo picks up his smartphone and takes pictures of the rare scene before him.

-Click!

-Click!

-Click!

Each time the shutter sound echoes loudly from the smartphone, Ms. Gyuri’s groin area trembles slightly.

At the same time, a dark stain spreads around, slowly widening the stained area.

Siwoo immediately sends the pictures he just took of Ms. Gyuri’s groin crease to Ms. Gyuri’s smartphone as a text message.

-Ding!

-Ding!

-Ding!

Ms. Gyuri hears the text message notification sound from her smartphone, picks it up, and glances at the screen.

The picture of Ms. Gyuri’s wet groin is displayed directly on the smartphone screen.

After checking the picture, Ms. Gyuri puts the smartphone down without any particular reaction and buries her face in her arms.

Siwoo finds Ms. Gyuri endearing.

Siwoo slides his hand under Ms. Gyuri’s groin, wetting his fingertips.

“Heut!”

Ms. Gyuri’s pelvis jolts up momentarily as if startled by Siwoo’s sudden hand movement.

“Does it hurt?”

Siwoo says, placing his middle finger lengthwise between Ms. Gyuri’s parted cheeks and moving it gently up and down as if stroking.

Ms. Gyuri’s slippery fluid is generously applied to Siwoo’s finger as if coating it.

“No…it doesn’t hurt…Hmm…Eum…There…Heeut~”

Ms. Gyuri trails off, replacing her words with moans to express her current feelings.

Perhaps because the front door is closed, Ms. Gyuri’s moans seem much louder and bolder than when she was being caressed by Siwoo on the sofa at lunchtime.

“There’s plenty of time, so I’ll slowly and thoroughly relieve you from now on.”

Siwoo says to the woman as if declaring the events that will follow.

“Heeu…Ung…”

Ms. Gyuri’s voice, a small, stimulating sound that is hard to tell if it’s a moan or a reply, is heard.

Siwoo’s large member is also leaking precum inside his clothes, wetting the front.

Siwoo gently strokes Ms. Gyuri’s plump and soft thighs with his hand as if caressing them.

Siwoo is diligently rubbing Ms. Gyuri’s inner and outer thighs alternately for a long time.

Occasionally, when Siwoo’s fingertips touch Ms. Gyuri’s groin as if pricking it, Ms. Gyuri’s body writhes and twists her waist, jumping up with the liveliness of a freshly caught fish.

Siwoo watches Ms. Gyuri’s movements, pretending not to notice, and then starts massaging her calf by shifting his position this time.

Siwoo is also diligently giving a massage with the intention of relieving Ms. Gyuri’s tense muscles along with caresses.

“Heeueeum~”

Ms. Gyuri is making a sound as if feeling refreshed.

“How is it here? Does it feel good?”

Siwoo asked Ms. Gyuri, gently pressing the acupressure point on her calf.

“Uh…yeah…it feels good~ Siwoo, you’re so good at massage…did you learn it separately?”

Ms. Gyuri praises and asks Siwoo in a relaxed, husky voice.

“I didn’t learn it separately, but I often watched Sehee noona getting massages when she was working out.”

Siwoo replies, stroking his calf again as if caressing it.

“Really? Haaa…”

Ms. Gyuri was now completely relaxed, as if she had surrendered herself to Siwoo.

“You said your shoulders and back were stiff earlier, right? I’ll relieve your back a little this time.”

Siwoo says, raising his four fingers and stroking up from his calf to his thigh and buttocks as if scratching them.

“Heeu…Ung…”

Whether her senses have become more sensitive to Siwoo’s touch, Ms. Gyuri answers with a sigh as if she is frustrated.

As soon as he hears Ms. Gyuri’s answer, Siwoo immediately climbs onto Ms. Gyuri’s cushioned thigh.

Siwoo presses down slightly on Ms. Gyuri’s waist, placing his erect member inside his clothes exactly between Ms. Gyuri’s butt cheeks.

Siwoo’s huge penis enters Ms. Gyuri’s leggings, which she is not wearing panties under, as if buried between her buttocks.

Siwoo’s palm was touching Ms. Gyuri’s bare waist under the tank top.

Siwoo gently rubs Ms. Gyuri’s bare waist with his palm.

“If it hurts so much you can’t stand it, tell me! Okay?”

Siwoo says, putting one hand under the pink tank top fabric clinging to Ms. Gyuri’s body.

The warmth of Ms. Gyuri’s bare skin under the fabric of her tank top was transmitted to Siwoo’s hand.

Siwoo caresses Ms. Gyuri’s back covered in the tank top fabric as if teasing her.

“…Eung…Heeu…”

Ms. Gyuri barely manages to utter an answer, a raw voice mixed with labored breathing.

Siwoo leans his body slightly forward.

Siwoo’s member is buried and crushed between her butt cheeks.

Ms. Gyuri startles for a moment, causing her body to flinch.

Ms. Gyuri tightens her butt cheeks, strongly constricting Siwoo’s member.

Siwoo took the hand that had been inside the tank top and stroked Ms. Gyuri’s hair as if reassuring her.

“Haa…Haa…”

Ms. Gyuri’s breathing, which is becoming rough, accepts Siwoo’s touch as it is.

Siwoo thinks that the time he has been waiting for has finally ripened.

But he hesitates about what question to ask first.

Siwoo picks up his smartphone and ponders.

**

Siwoo first decides to find the video that Cheoljin sent him from the rooftop last time and send it to Ms. Gyuri.

A video of Cheoljin mercilessly beating Ms. Gyuri’s buttocks, who is doing the dishes, after taking a shower and cursing at her.

-Ding!

Ms. Gyuri tilts her head slightly to check the video sent to her smartphone.

Ms. Gyuri’s back view as she does the dishes.

Cheoljin’s appearance as he takes off his clothes.

Ms. Gyuri in the video, sticking out her buttocks and being beaten by Cheoljin.

-Slap!!

-Slap!!!

-Slap!!!!

The sound of Ms. Gyuri’s buttocks being hit by Cheoljin rings out from the smartphone speaker.

Followed by Cheoljin’s swear words…and ejaculation…

“Haaa…”

Ms. Gyuri, who has checked the video until the end, takes a deep breath and buries her face in her arms again.

Siwoo slightly separates his member from between Ms. Gyuri’s butt cheeks, then grabs Ms. Gyuri’s leggings waistband with both hands and pulls it down so that more than half of her buttock flesh is revealed.

Ms. Gyuri’s plump, red buttocks shook like pudding and popped out of her leggings.

Ms. Gyuri’s body is trembling more and more violently.

Siwoo opens his pants zipper, pulls the underwear covering his penis down slightly, and takes out his massively erect member.

Siwoo immediately brings his penis to Ms. Gyuri’s bare butt crack and attaches it.

The soft and warm feeling of Ms. Gyuri’s buttock flesh.

Siwoo couldn’t stand it any longer and raised his hand and slapped Ms. Gyuri’s butt with all his might.

-Slap!!

“Haeueuk!!”

Ms. Gyuri’s moan sounded like a sob.

Ms. Gyuri’s buttock flesh and muscles trembled as if tensed up, and once again constricted Siwoo’s member as if enveloping it between the cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

Siwoo still maintains the relationship between a friend’s mother and a friend’s son and asks Ms. Gyuri.

Ms. Gyuri seems embarrassed, burying her face between her arms and just nodding her head to Siwoo’s question.

“Can I ask Ms. Gyuri something?”

Siwoo asks, caressing Ms. Gyuri’s buttocks as if relieving them.

Ms. Gyuri took several rough breaths through her nose, and then nodded her head again in the same position.

Ms. Gyuri’s butt crack, already wet with Siwoo’s precum…

Siwoo slowly rubs his member between her wet butt cheeks and starts typing a text message on his smartphone.

The puzzle pieces he had been putting together all the way from school to Cheoljin’s house.

Siwoo was now trying to ask Ms. Gyuri directly to confirm the missing pieces on the puzzle board that he had been imagining and fitting together.