episode_0344

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Shi-woo tickles Soo-ah and Se-young’s delicate petals with his fingers.

“Haa… *chuuup* *heueu*… *chuap*… *haup*”

The younger sisters moan as they lick the semen smeared on each other’s faces and lips.

In a cool and dim space where shapes are barely visible, an unreal and dizzying lewd act with his younger sisters.

Shi-woo feels as though his head is going blank and the sensations in his body are becoming numb.

Will he wake up from this delusion-like dream and open his eyes to the reality of his bed at home?

Just as his mind was becoming so muddled that such an absurd thought crossed his mind, he senses someone approaching from the passage behind him!

It seemed that the people who entered the haunted house after Shi-woo and his sisters had caught up with them.

Shi-woo is startled and takes his hands off his sisters’ bodies.

Pulling up his lowered pants, Shi-woo tries to fix his appearance.

The sisters must have felt the sounds and movements coming from behind, as they were also bustling about, hurriedly fixing their clothes.

Shi-woo gropes around and touches Soo-ah and Se-young’s bodies.

The sisters seemed to be taking the one-piece dresses that Shi-woo had hung over their necks, pulling them down, putting their arms through, and putting their clothes back on.

Shi-woo reaches out towards Soo-ah’s calf.

Soo-ah’s panties, which had been around her ankles, were already pulled up.

Shi-woo puts his hand inside Soo-ah’s skirt, just in case.

A thin piece of fabric caught right in the middle of her thighs, under the skirt.

As Shi-woo had ordered before undressing her, Soo-ah did not pull her panties all the way up to her hips, but left them halfway down her thighs.

Shi-woo pats Soo-ah’s bare buttocks as if praising her.

“Soo-ah listens well, doesn’t she? That bitch Seon-joo always tries to do whatever she wants, so I scold her and punish her…”

Shi-woo whispers curses about her aunt into her ear.

Was it because he cursed and spoke down to her mother, Aunt Seon-joo, or was it because Shi-woo’s whispering voice tickled her ear?

Soo-ah lets out a long, unnatural, trembling breath.

“Since you listened so well, Soo-ah will have to take all of Seon-joo’s punishments from now on.”

Shi-woo, who had been patting her, spread his hand and covered Soo-ah’s buttocks, then rubbed them gently and spoke in a low voice.

Soo-ah listens to Shi-woo’s story, panting as if she felt sorry for her increasingly rough breath.

Shi-woo squeezes Soo-ah’s buttocks tightly once, then takes his hand out from under her skirt.

Then, Shi-woo immediately stands his sisters up.

Shi-woo grabs Soo-ah and Se-young’s arms and pulls them to his sides, hugging them tightly as if to bring them back into his arms.

The sisters followed Shi-woo’s lead, entrusting their bodies to him.

He could faintly smell his semen on his sisters’ bodies, but Shi-woo no longer cared much.

Rather, as he realized anew that his seminal fluid was smeared on his sisters’ bodies like a mark, a surge of excitement filled Shi-woo’s chest anew.

With his sisters in his arms, Shi-woo slowly walks towards the brightly lit passage.

**

The side profiles of the sisters, revealed by the dim lighting, seem to be filled with a different kind of sexiness than before.

Dog collars worn around their necks like marks of slaves, and leashes hidden inside their clothes.

The sisters’ pure white faces, illuminated by the lights on the floor and walls, seemed to be flushed with shame and excitement.

A few steps ahead, in the upper right corner of the wall, a CCTV camera is installed, facing Shi-woo and his sisters.

A CCTV camera hung in a perfect position, as if watching Shi-woo and his sisters’ actions as soon as they came out of the darkness towards the light.

Shi-woo is overly conscious of the camera and puts his hand inside the sisters’ dresses, which reveal their shoulders.

Shi-woo’s hand, which brushed against their armpits, covers Soo-ah and Se-young’s bulging breasts.

The soft and supple flesh, soaked in saliva and semen, came into Shi-woo’s hands.

Shi-woo grabs Soo-ah and Se-young’s breasts tightly in his hand, inside their dresses.

The sisters were walking without even moaning, as if ashamed in front of the CCTV camera.

As if they were being punished for enduring shame, the sisters were biting their lower lips and looking down at the floor with unfocused eyes…

With his palms covering his sisters’ breasts, Shi-woo releases his thumbs and index fingers and pinches her erect nipples.

“Heuh”

Soo-ah and Se-young let out short moans at the sensation on their nipples.

Shi-woo gently rolls his sisters’ nipples and occasionally squeezes and presses them with force, as if pinching them.

“Heueueueut… Heueuung”

The sisters were making long, groaning sounds, as if feeling pain and excitement at the same time, from Shi-woo’s fingers, which were strongly pressing down on her nipples like a hydraulic press.

Shi-woo alternately pushes and pulls Soo-ah and Se-young’s nipples forward, as if milking a cow.

Before long, the thought that breast milk for Shi-woo and Shi-woo’s baby would one day come out of these soft breasts and nipples of his sisters, made Shi-woo’s chest feel strangely stirred.

“I wish I could drink it soon…”

Shi-woo looked indifferently at the gloomy structures and spoke in a passing tone, as if talking to himself.

The sisters, whose nipples were being squeezed, trembled and flinched, as if they understood what Shi-woo’s nonchalant words meant.

Shi-woo and his sisters were passing through the inside of the haunted house like that.

Occasionally, actors in makeup would pop out and surprise Shi-woo and his sisters.

Each time, Shi-woo would take his hand out of Soo-ah and Se-young’s clothes and pretend not to, wrapping his arms around their waists.

After the actors in makeup had passed, Shi-woo would calm Soo-ah and Se-young, who were trembling as if startled while being held by Shi-woo.

After the sisters had calmed down, Shi-woo would put his hand back into their clothes without fail, and naturally grab her bare breasts.

Sometimes Shi-woo would leave his hand in the dark without taking it out, and then squeeze his sisters’ breasts even harder.

Each time, the newly discovered pleasure spread like goosebumps from Shi-woo’s fingertips to his spinal cord.

Shi-woo repeated that several times, passing through the dark and gloomy interior of the haunted house.

When they finally reached the exit, Shi-woo separated from his sisters and fixed his clothes.

Shi-woo and his sisters come out of the haunted house like that.

After coming out of the haunted house, Shi-woo and his sisters stood apart, maintaining a somewhat awkward distance.

The smell and heat emanating from the sisters still didn’t seem to have subsided at all.

But as soon as they came outside, they tidied up their clothes as if nothing had happened, and were pretending that nothing had happened.

Shi-woo didn’t dislike the attitude that Soo-ah and Se-young were showing all that much.

The ambiguous and strange attitude that everyone related to Shi-woo’s family secrets, including her mother and Aunt Seon-joo, had shown to each other until now.

While showing that attitude, there was still room or possibility to return to being a family at any time.

Perhaps that was the attitude that those who were committing incest had learned like an ideal or an answer through long experience.

**

“Now that it seems like everything’s mostly sorted out, should we stop and go?”

Shi-woo says to his sisters, who are finishing tidying up their clothes.

“Uh… uhm…”

Soo-ah and Se-young answered as if reacting reflexively to Shi-woo’s words.

On the sisters’ faces and the skin above their chests, there were traces of saliva left behind from licking off the semen, like sweat.

Upon closer inspection, Shi-woo’s white semen was smeared on Se-young’s cheeks and below her collarbone, which hadn’t been wiped off.

Shi-woo’s semen, which was faintly mixed with the traces of saliva, was blurred enough that it couldn’t be easily noticed.

Soo-ah discovered the semen stains on Se-young and took out a wet wipe from her pocket, as if startled.

Soo-ah pulls out a wet wipe to wipe off the moisture on Se-young, and brings it to her face.

Shi-woo suddenly reaches out and stops Soo-ah’s hand holding the wet wipe.

Soo-ah looks at Shi-woo, seemingly flustered.

“I think it’s okay to just leave it?”

Shi-woo said to Soo-ah in a gentle but firm tone, as if giving an order.

A sense of shame, as if being pointed out for doing something wrong, seemed to flash across Soo-ah’s eyes for a moment.

Soon, she blushed as if she had accepted it, and dropped the hand holding the wet wipe.

A faint smile spread across Se-young’s lips as she watched the scene.

The traces of saliva, sparkling in the sunlight, remained clearly on the sisters’ faces and breasts.

An open space where an unspecified number of people pass by.

The heat and smell, the traces of semen and saliva, and the necklaces and leashes around her necks.

Shi-woo smiled with great satisfaction, as if very pleased with the image of her that he had created.