Chapter 130 – #6. Mummy’s Journey (6)
It’s been simple since then. Sex, ejaculation, driving while recovering. The man’s strength itself was good, but he couldn’t show the resilience to jump right up, perhaps because he was old. However, it was rather suitable for Mira. I was able to have sex in moderation and at the same time go smoothly to my destination at my own pace. At first, the man drove slowly as if he wanted to enjoy it for a long time, but the sad reality of the limit of his stamina came to him, and he realized that it was pointless to procrastinate, so he drove Mira at a normal speed.
Fortunately, he wasn’t a squishy person either. He asked Mira once or twice for her number, but when she refused, she stopped sticking around. As a token of gratitude to the man named Mira, she gave her a warm kiss on the cheek and genital area, ending their short half-day relationship.
After receiving her utmost service, the man escorted her to her destination with a smile on her face. Mira, who got out of her car, gently stroked her own belly, which was particularly warm compared to the rest of her, as she adjusted her coat against the chilly wind.
‘As expected, it’s because of the [Seedling] Skill…’
Her expression was pretty good. A little tiredness hung over her face, but to be precise, it was post-orgasm drowsiness. Mira felt very satisfied. Originally, she was more difficult to feel compared to other women because of her tricky curse conditions, but after the [Seed] Skill was enhanced, it became much easier for her to feel and climax. The orgasm she felt while gasping in her cramped car will remain as a memory of her feeling good.
While she was having fun, she must have gained confidence in her [Seedling] Skill, now there is only one thing left. It was a combination of the enhanced [Seeding] Skill and the [Wishing] Curse.
“Hmm…”
Her skin was a bit sensitive, perhaps because she still had an afterglow. But she, Mummy, left behind the small pleasures of hitchhiking for her greater purpose, and lifted her head and gazed at her destination.
In front of the cafe.
The place Mira was heading to was a downtown area in the urban area, although it was a rural area, so she had little rural feel. Although there were no high-rise buildings, it was not filled with rice fields like in rural areas.
“Is this it?”
Jiwoo Han. Artist. I didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but he seemed to know. He’s the guy Gina used to hang out with, and even to the extent that Gina rarely emphasizes his job… I’m sure he’s not an ordinary person doing art.
Mira licked her lips. Her strange mixture of tension and anticipation made her heart pound. The destination cafe, located on the second floor of a five-story building, was a half-open, half-room cafe. She had already contacted her in advance and knew where he was through her message, so Mira went to the cafe’s women’s bathroom without haste.
“Hmm.”
Mira quietly stares into the mirror. The reflection of her in the mirror was a disheveled appearance that all women would have to polish. Car sex in a cramped space made her look messy. The ponytail, which had been neatly tied as usual, had strands of hair like golden threads coming out, and her makeup was a little damaged.
But Mira didn’t touch her hair. Instead, she erased her messy makeup little by little, bringing her to a level close to her bare face. Just tidy up the tone of her face and apply a little bit on her lips to make her lively. Surprisingly, her face got better. Even though she only tidied up her messy makeup, it must be the blessing of the disc that she was born with, that she became like a fairy.
Her slightly disheveled hair, her face well-groomed, but her clothes slightly wrinkled. If she had sex in her clothes, she would have been more disheveled. Thinking that wasn’t too bad, Mira left her bathroom with her signature confident haughty face. The slightly disheveled outfit rather created a sense of color and decadence.
The sound of boots continued, and I stopped in front of a certain door.
Smart smart
Sigh.
“Han Ji-woo?”
“Oh, yes. Hello.”
The man in the room, Han Ji-woo. He stands up and greets Mira. Each other’s eyes scanned each other.
Han Ji-woo’s appearance was exactly as Gina had told her. He is slightly taller than average. Slightly skinny. Slightly dark skin. Plain appearance. 36 years old, neither young nor old. However, compared to his generally decent appearance, his eyes were clearly alive. His eyes were dark and lustful due to something twisted inside. Mira gave a friendly smile, revealing her white teeth as if satisfied.
“Hmm. It’s fine. I especially like the eyes.”
“Yeah? Eyes? People around me say it’s rotten dynamic eyes.”
“That’s what I think too.”
“Hmm. But he said he likes it… Well, take it as a compliment.”
Exploration of each other.
They glanced at each other so blatantly that a normal person would feel disrespectful. However, both of them were in an exciting atmosphere, far from being repulsive. His expression was also slightly smiling, probably because he had met someone he had known for a long time.
…
“How is it?”
When the search for each other was over, Mi-ra tilted her head slightly and asked, and Han Ji-wu nodded her head with an ambiguous expression, not sure if he was laughing or not.
“Okay. Have a seat.”
…
“First of all, I need to see how much I know about what I do. It’s not the first time or two that contracts are broken.”
Han Ji-woo spoke in a somewhat businesslike tone, and Mira gave a relaxed expression as if she knew. Instead of answering Jiwoo’s words like an interviewer, she came up with something more effective.
“Hey, did Gina do that too?”
“Yes? Um…”
After a moment of silence as if contemplating whether or not to talk, Jiwoo nodded her head. Anyway, the point of contact between the two was Gina, and they met through Gina’s recommendation. He didn’t want to go around talking about Gina because he was heavy-mouthed, but he had no intention of hiding it from her best friend, who had been introduced to her.
“Actually, it wasn’t a contractual relationship with her, it was just that she sometimes hung out with me for her fun. However, all of the ‘works’ taken by Gina and her are on my list of masterpieces. Her evaluations are very, very good. “
“Umm, did it sell well? Are the buyers’ tastes a little hard? Gina really plays hard.”
“Ah. You knew that. Then it would be comfortable to talk. Then, let’s ask directly.”
Ji-woo knew that Gina and Mira were extremely close and that they were more than friends. Unlike her outward appearance, Gina, who is subtly calm about human relationships, changes her tone of voice when she talks about Mira. I can’t guess, but I thought that Ji-woo would be at least a sister-in-law.
Being fairly close to Gina means you shouldn’t treat her carelessly, but at the same time…
“How long have you had sex with guys?”
In a way, it meant being comfortable with it.
As Jiwoo guessed, Mira was not at all agitated by her unpleasant question. Rather, she had a relieved face, as if she was saying that she could talk a little bit now.
“Compared to Jina, it’s new blood. It’s not a metaphor, it’s really no match. Compared to her, I’m just a virgin.”
“Well, that’s right. How many people in the world will beat Gina…”
The two met eyes and formed a consensus.
Gina was a prostitute that was really hard to find. With that cute face, she burns with sexual desire to the point that even men freak out… It wasn’t simply the number of experiences she had. She took an active interest in anything that might get her pleasure. If promiscuous sex is to fall into a swamp, she tries to become the swamp itself. It has risen to a level (?) That not even ordinary people, but quite a few sex addicts can’t understand. Just as eating a lot of rice suppresses your appetite because you’re full, you’ll be satisfied if you have a lot of sex… No matter how pleasantly Gina reached orgasm, she had a terrible sexual desire and resilience to covet pleasure again.
“Anyway, this isn’t normal. If you just want to feel good, find something else…”
“Hey, why did I tell you about Gina? You said you knew everything, mister.”
“Hmm.”
“Actually, I went to look at the ‘work’ you took. It was better than I thought.”
Mira smiled and said.
“Of course not as much as Gina, but she is… Strong enough to be recommended by him.”
“Huh. It’s strong…”
Jiwoo smiled, wondering if the words were fun or satisfying. Ever since she entered her room, the mummy continued to grin. Now, with her chin resting on her chin, she glances up at her Jiwoo as if she’s showing off her talent, and smiles briskly. Jiwoo was also a healthy man, so she was attracted to him, but since this place was not her dating spot, she managed to come to her senses and clear her throat once. When he didn’t move right over, she and Mira immediately prepared their next attack (?).
“I also prepared from the beginning. I also have a resume.”
“Huh? Your resume?”
Jiwoo expressed his curiosity for the first time. Responding to unexpected words. There was obviously nothing to prove in the resume that Ji-woo was in. Interested, he asks.
“Resume? Resume… Umm. Please show me somewhere.”
“Then, I’ll prepare, so close your eyes and count for three seconds. Can’t you close your eyes?”
“Closing your eyes…?”
Mira nodded her head in her confident manner. What the hell did you prepare… Jiwoo’s head was filled with curiosity and interest. I haven’t had much work lately, so my daily life has been boring and bland for weeks, but it was nice to have something that interested me. So he gladly closed his eyes.
“One, two, three.”
Squeak, squeak.
Sarah Rock!
Familiar fiber sounds. It was the sound of touching clothes.
Are you wearing clothes? Or take off… ? What?
Throbbing.
‘Ha, are you nervous? I? That’s true…’
Jiwoo swallowed inwardly, realizing that his heart was pounding.
Of course, Meera is a great woman just by looking at her looks. The moment she just opened her room cafe and entered, she felt the sun shining brightly even though it was obviously dusk. Starting with that bright, pretty colored blonde hair, everything she did was radiant. She has artistic features, pure white skin, and an attitude full of confidence that makes her look proud.
In fact, Jiwoo was used to the confidence of such a beauty. She deserves her face as a smooth sissy and she’s been through enough. However, she was a woman with such a great appearance that Mi-ra and Gina were chosen without hesitation as her two-top team. While doing ‘her work’, she experienced numerous beauties, to the extent of shaking the heart of Ji-woo, who had become immune to it.
“Come on! You can open your eyes.”
“…”
When he opened his eyes, Ji-woo, who saw the scene coming into his field of vision, eventually…
“Her.”
I couldn’t help but smile. A smile full of admiration.
…
In just three seconds, Mi-ra took off her clothes and stood there wearing only boots and black band stockings, showing off her disheveled naked body to Ji-woo.
The first thing I noticed about her was, of course, between her legs. There was a hairless mound that was much prettier and cleaner than I had imagined, and beneath it, in the slightly open pink petals… The semen of an unknown man was dripping down. A large, white-colored drop slowly descends on the inside of the thigh.
Not only that, but all over her body were a lot of red flowers blooming. To put it simply, her whole body was full of kiss marks. Shoulders, breasts, belly, waist, thighs… Petals of balgan color adorned her whole body.
In Ji-woo’s eyes, indeed…
It was an ecstatic sight.
“…”
Mira asks Ji-woo, who is staring blankly at her long-awaited superb view.
“How about my resume?”
Ji-woo, who had forgotten her words for a moment, notified her without a moment’s hesitation.
“Pass.”
“Yeah~.”
Jjook.
“A kiss to celebrate passing. Are you going to do it?”
“Of course.”
Mi-ra, who was standing naked, approached her lightly, bent her waist, and kissed Ji-woo, who was sitting there. Ji-woo gratefully receives that sacred kiss. The two of them had an obscene deep kiss and had a conversation in between.
“Hmm, it smells like cigarettes, right?”
Mi-ra flicks her tongue a few more times before answering Ji-woo’s question.
“Umm, side. Yeah? I don’t smoke.”
I don’t smoke, but the faint smell of cigarettes from my mouth… Jiwoo, who understands the meaning of the words, expresses it harshly, showing deeper satisfaction.
“Um, ha, fuck… I really fucking like you. You know how to make me horny. You’re really fucking naughty. Bare-footed bitch. Lewd bitch. Ha-ah, lovely bitch…”
“Huh. Jjook…”
Instead of answering, Mira smiled and was absorbed in her kiss for a while.
