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Siwoo shifted the marriage contract, pen, and smartphone he had been holding in both hands to one hand.

Then, he grabbed his massively erect penis with his other hand, gripping it fully.

Thick pre-ejaculate had been flowing from the tip of Siwoo’s penis, incessantly running down the shaft.

Siwoo rubbed the pre-ejaculate that smeared on his hand all over his penis, then vigorously shook the shaft.

Thwack thwack thwack!

The electrifying pleasure resonating from his penis seemed to make him realize his existence in the dim darkness.

Siwoo slowly moved his feet towards the master bedroom, groping through the faint light spreading in the living room.

Siwoo had already had sexual relations with his mother several times, but for some reason, Siwoo’s heart was pounding even harder than when he first tried to have sex with his mother.

Reaching the front of the master bedroom door, Siwoo paused and took a deep breath.

The throbbing of his heart, which seemed impossible to calm, and the pulse surging as if about to explode from his massively swollen penis.

Siwoo removed his hand that had been holding his penis and grabbed the doorknob of the master bedroom.

Click!

Siwoo turned the doorknob and opened the closed door to the master bedroom.

Siwoo stepped his foot through the crack of the opened master bedroom door.

And then he threw the door wide open and pushed his body into the master bedroom.

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Siwoo entered the room, leading with his penis, which was standing firm and stiff enough for veins to be visible.

Unlike usual, the room was enveloped in darkness.

He always left the lights on before putting Seyoung to sleep…

Only the dim light of the bedside table lamp was faintly illuminating the room.

His mother was sitting on the bed with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

Her lovely face, peeking out shyly from under the blanket.

Around her neck, below her face, was a red dog collar, the symbol of a slave, fitting like a perfect accessory.

Seeing Siwoo enter the room naked and leading with his massively erect member, his mother wore an expression of considerable bewilderment.

“Th…the door!”

His mother, covering her body with the blanket, pointed to the open door and said in a choked voice.

She was clearly anxious that Seyoung might come to the master bedroom to go to sleep early and see Siwoo naked and erect.

“The door~?”

Siwoo thrust his pelvis forward, ostentatiously displaying his massively erect penis to his mother, and responded to his mother with an innocent, guileful expression.

Pre-ejaculate was falling in a straight line from the tip of his penis shaft toward the floor.

“The door… needs… to be closed… okay…”

His mother averted her eyes from Siwoo and answered in a barely audible voice.

“Ah~ You’re saying I need to close the door?”

Only then, as if he had just understood his mother’s words, Siwoo closed the wide-open door.

Click!

With the sound of the door closing, a strange tension filled the room.

“Why are the lights off? You always left them on? Shouldn’t you leave them on until Seyoung falls asleep to put her to bed?”

Siwoo approached his mother and asked, as if wondering why the lights were off.

“I… I can turn them on when Seyoung comes… for now…”

His mother trailed off, answering as if it were awkward to have an everyday conversation with Siwoo in this situation.

She still seemed awkward to lie on the bed alone with Siwoo under bright lights.

It was also true that the honorifics and tone had become ambiguous because of the role-playing game of spending the night as husband and wife.

His mother seemed confused as to whether she should treat Siwoo as her husband or her master.

Moreover, since they had just finished chatting 1:1 as mother and son in the chat window, a subtle conflict and confusion could be felt in the expression and atmosphere of his mother towards Siwoo.

As if she simply wanted the relationship with Siwoo to be clearly defined quickly, his mother was trying to hide her awkwardness in front of her son, tightening the blanket she had wrapped around herself as if to fasten it.

“Sunmi, this!”

As if trying to resolve his mother’s conflict and awkwardness, Siwoo handed the two marriage contracts and a pen he was holding to his mother, and said.

“Yes?”

His mother reacted as if startled by the documents Siwoo was handing her.

“I sent you a picture of it earlier~ I told you to read it and sign it!”

Siwoo lightly shook the marriage contract he had held out to his mother and commanded.

“R… right now?”

His mother, perhaps not expecting Siwoo to present the marriage contract as soon as he entered the room, asked Siwoo with a slightly surprised attitude and expression.

“Yeah, we have to get it done before Seyoung comes! It’ll be hard for you too if you have to do it secretly while Seyoung is breastfeeding, right? Or do you want to just do it even if it’s awkward when Seyoung is watching?”

Siwoo teased his mother, listing playful, far-fetched reasons why she had to sign now, with a mischievous smile.

His mother released the blanket she had been fastening and held out both hands to receive the slave contract that Siwoo had handed her.

She should have already known the contents of the marriage contract through the photos Siwoo had sent on his smartphone.

But his mother scrutinized the contents of the marriage contract up and down several times, thoroughly.

His mother’s face turned red, and she couldn’t hide her embarrassment, wondering what she was imagining.

Each time she reconfirmed the contents from the top, her face became more and more flushed.

It seemed to be because of the phrase about whether to view her child with Siwoo as a grandchild or as a child.

“Why? Is there anything you want to add?”

Siwoo lightly pressured the hesitating mother and urged her on.

“N… no… I think it’s fine as it is… Master…”

His mother answered, calling Siwoo “Master” with a resigned expression.

Was she wanting to make it clear that acting like a couple and writing the marriage contract were part of the slave play she had been doing with Siwoo?

“After you sign, you have to live as a real couple with me now. You have to keep calling me ‘Dear’ until I tell you otherwise, got it?”

Siwoo spoke to his mother in a soft tone, as if hypnotizing her.

“Yes… I understand. I will do that…”

His mother answered Siwoo reluctantly, but politely.

“Even in front of Sehee and Seyoung at night!”

Siwoo continued, subtly pressuring his mother.

“Y… yes…”

His mother couldn’t meet Siwoo’s eyes and was giving an answer that seemed mixed with a gasp as she lowered her head.

Inside the slightly open blanket, his mother’s lingerie was faintly visible, illuminated by the bedside table lamp.

Soon after, his mother brought the contract paper to the bedside table and was about to sign it with the pen she had received.

“Wait a minute!”

Siwoo stopped his mother, who was about to sign with the pen.

“Yes?”

At Siwoo’s restraint, his mother stopped moving, wondering if she had done something wrong, and looked at Siwoo, seemingly startled.

Siwoo was holding his smartphone with both hands, pointing the camera lens at his mother.

Ding!

A notification sound indicating that video recording had started rang from Siwoo’s smartphone.

“Take off the blanket!”

Siwoo then commanded in an assertive tone.

“Ah… yes…”

His mother understood the meaning of Siwoo’s command at once, as if she understood it, and let out a sigh that seemed regrettable.

She knew that she had to brush her bra up below her collarbone and lower her panties to mid-thigh to expose the bare skin of her breasts and groin.

His mother put the marriage contract paper and pen she was holding on the bedside table as they were.

Then, she slowly began to brush her bra upwards above her chest on her own.

Her large breasts bounced out of her bra and shook like jelly.

In the center of her chest, around her nipples, there were still traces of ice cream smeared on them.

Then, with her knees still on the ground, his mother raised her buttocks and pushed the lingerie panties, which were split in the front center of her groin, down to the center of her thighs, as if separating them from her pelvis.

The hair of her private parts and delicate, sensual crevices were exposed in the dim lamplight.

As soon as he confirmed his mother’s lewd and secretive appearance, Siwoo’s penis throbbed and pulsed.

Each time Siwoo’s penis throbbed and pulsed, the pre-ejaculate that had been falling in a straight line from the tip of the shaft towards the floor danced and scattered in all directions like sticky threads.