episode_0390

(Shin-bi Older Sister)

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Shi-woo came out of the room, having roughly pulled up the pants that had been down to his ankles.

The waist of the pulled-up pants was straddling the lower middle part of his stiffly erected penis.

The upper part of the flesh pillar, which was straddling the waistline of his pants, was standing upwards as if it had pierced through the clothes Shi-woo was wearing.

Shi-woo’s red flesh pillar, glistening as if coated with Sora’s fluids.

The heat and moans created by the collision of their flesh, and the swear words and spanking sounds mixed in the conversation, had been heard from the master bedroom until just now.

The two older sisters in the living room must have been aware of and participating in every step of what Shi-woo did after dragging Sora into the master bedroom, from beginning to end.

Shin-bi and Se-hee, who were sitting on the living room sofa, were blushing as they looked at Shi-woo’s penis protruding through his clothes.

The two older sisters were sitting there, faces flushed and relaxed, holding their breath, unsure whether they were frightened or excited by Shi-woo’s penis, which was sticking out almost above his navel without any attempt to cover it.

**

From the first-floor shower room, the sound of Se-young washing her body with water could still be heard.

Perhaps because he had thoroughly ravished Sora in the master bedroom, Shi-woo felt quite calm.

“Se-young doesn’t seem to be done showering yet?”

Shi-woo spoke in a normal tone, as if he were treating Shin-bi and Se-hee as usual.

“Uh… yeah… usu… usually when she goes in alone without anyone waiting… she takes a long time… sometimes it takes 40 or 50 minutes longer…”

Se-hee avoided Shi-woo’s gaze and answered awkwardly, as if rambling.

“Is that so~?”

Shi-woo glanced at the clock on the living room wall, as if casually dismissing Se-hee’s answer.

Almost twenty minutes had passed since he started having sex with Sora in the master bedroom.

There was probably still plenty of time before Se-young finished showering and came out.

Shi-woo shifted his gaze back to Shin-bi and Se-hee, looking at their condition as if scanning them.

The two were sitting there tense, with their legs together and their backs straight, as if being punished.

Shi-woo thrust his pelvis forward as if showing off, making his penis, erected outside his clothes, appear even more prominent.

“Se-hee, aren’t you a little hot right now?”

Shi-woo asked Se-hee just to say something.

“Huh?… Ye… yes… a… a little…”

Se-hee answered Shi-woo, breathing heavily.

“Then… I think it would be okay to take off your clothes like before?”

Shi-woo spoke to Se-hee as if casually recommending it.

“Mom went out to grocery shopping, so she’s not home right now…”

Shi-woo added, as if mocking the situation in the house, where it really didn’t matter anymore whether Mom was there or not.

Shi-woo was now casually telling Se-hee to take off her clothes, even though Shin-bi was watching next to her.

“Yes… uh… like before, uh… while… Mom’s not here… I’ll… take them off.”

Se-hee answered in a submissive tone, as if understanding that Shi-woo’s words were not just a simple suggestion.

Shi-woo approached Se-hee, thrusting his penis protruding above the waistline of his pants forward.

Shi-woo’s huge penis, exposed outside his clothes, was positioned in front of Se-hee’s face.

Se-hee was startled and momentarily leaned her body back.

Shi-woo stared down at Se-hee, who was like that, without saying a word, with his penis thrust forward.

Se-hee glanced at Shin-bi next to her as if embarrassed, then straightened her back again and sat in her original position, bringing her face to where Shi-woo’s penis was.

Shi-woo’s penis was throbbing right in front of Se-hee’s face, at a distance where it seemed like it would touch.

Shi-woo thrust his pelvis forward a little more, bringing his penis to Se-hee’s face.

Se-hee didn’t avoid his face, as if she understood what Shi-woo wanted.

Shi-woo wiped the fluids and dirt from Sora’s penis on Se-hee’s face.

It was as if he was showing off his master-slave relationship with Se-hee to Shin-bi next to her.

Shi-woo smiled contentedly at Se-hee’s submissive attitude and tone in front of Shin-bi.

Shi-woo removed his penis and placed his hand on Se-hee’s head.

Then, as if she was commendable, he stroked Se-hee’s head.

Shi-woo glanced at Shin-bi, who was watching from the side.

Shin-bi was blankly watching the antics that Shi-woo and his sister were engaging in with unfocused eyes.

Shin-bi’s eyes met Shi-woo’s as if a spark had suddenly flown from a short circuit.

It seemed like it was Shin-bi’s turn to have sex now.

Sora was still lying unconscious on the bed in the master bedroom.

If he went into Se-young’s empty room and had sex with Shin-bi, he would be subtly bothered by Se-young, who might come out at any time.

Shi-woo turned his attention to a room on the first floor that had been empty for a long time.

“I’m going to talk to Shin-bi in Se-jin’s room for a bit! Wait a bit. Okay?”

Shi-woo said to Se-hee, as if asking for permission, foretelling the sex with Shin-bi that would continue in Se-jin’s room.

After hearing Shi-woo’s words, Se-hee glanced at Shin-bi’s expression and then lowered her head.

“Uh… okay…”

Se-hee answered briefly with a shy expression and voice.

To Shi-woo’s words, which were no different from a declaration that he would violate Shin-bi, Se-hee was giving an affirmative answer as if shy.

“I’ll be back.”

As soon as he heard Se-hee’s acceptance, or rather, her acknowledgement, Shi-woo turned to Shin-bi, who was sitting next to him, and reached out his hand.

Shin-bi, who was sitting next to Se-hee, was controlling her slightly rougher breathing as she blushed.

Shin-bi’s hand carefully rested on Shi-woo’s outstretched palm.

Shi-woo grabbed her hand and pulled Shin-bi towards his body.

Shin-bi entrusted her body to Shi-woo, as if complying with the force with which he was pulling her.

Shi-woo led Shin-bi to Se-jin’s room like that.

**

Se-jin’s dark room with the curtains drawn.

It was a room that had been neglected for a long time, as no one came in except when Mom cleaned it.

As in the master bedroom with Sora, Shi-woo went inside the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

Outlines faintly drawn by the light seeping through the crack in the door in the darkness.

The neatly organized desk, closet, and bed and bedding seemed to be gradually becoming familiar.

Shi-woo’s eyes were unconsciously directed towards Se-jin’s desk drawer.

The place where the slave ledger and photos found last night were kept.

Evidence that everyone who participated in the meeting was related to the past or secrets of Mom and the family.

Shi-woo had brought Shin-bi to that secret place where those strong and direct pieces of evidence were kept.

Shi-woo took Shin-bi’s hand and slowly approached the bed.

Shin-bi stood facing Shi-woo in front of the bed.

In Se-jin’s dark room, Shin-bi’s facial expression was not clearly visible.

However, Shi-woo could fully understand that she was nervous from the outlines of her body, which was heaving irregularly, and the breaths she was exhaling.

Shi-woo boldly began to undress in front of Shin-bi, who was facing him.

Shi-woo took off his oversized navy blue plaid shirt and white t-shirt, and removed his tightly stretched pants and underwear from his body all at once.

In an instant, Shi-woo was standing completely naked in front of Shin-bi.

Shi-woo’s firmly erected penis was throbbing in the direction where Shin-bi was standing.

Shi-woo thought that his penis, like Shin-bi’s shoulders, which were heaving with rough breaths, would be shown to Shin-bi like a faint outline in the darkness.

**

“Shin-bi, take off your clothes too!”

Shi-woo ordered Shin-bi in a firm and low voice.

Shin-bi trembled as if reacting to Shi-woo’s voice.

After hesitating for a moment, Shin-bi began to undress according to Shi-woo’s order.

Shin-bi’s top and skirt fall to the floor in an instant.

Shi-woo reached out and gently groped Shin-bi’s body.

Shi-woo’s palm touched her soft shoulder.

Shin-bi’s body was flinching as Shi-woo’s hand swept down as if touching the bra covering her chest.

Shi-woo lifted Shin-bi’s bra upwards as if lifting it, and took out the voluminous breasts contained within.

Shin-bi’s elastic breasts bounced out like pudding and were shaking.

Shi-woo grabbed her shaking breasts strongly with one hand.

Shin-bi’s plump breast flesh was squeezed in Shi-woo’s hand.

“Haa…!”

A painful moan escaped from Shin-bi’s mouth.

Shi-woo lowered his other hand and strongly grabbed her buttocks as well.

“Haa… haaht… huuuht…!”

Shin-bi made a groaning sound while stiffening her muscles.

“Did you get in okay that day…?”

Shi-woo asked while kneading Shin-bi’s breasts and buttocks with his palms.

-In a tone that seems to be asking about everyday well-being, which does not match the situation that is happening now…-