## Chapter 136 – Mother-Daughter Fight and Mother-in-Law Conflict
I was so flustered and relieved of tension that I ended up cumming right away.
The depravity of ravaging the pretty pussy of the daughter with my dick in front of her naked mother’s face also added to the excitement. Moreover, the mother was pressing her daughter’s head towards my dick as if she was giving her sex education, so what more could be said about the level of arousal?
“Keuh, keuk… keuk!”
Thanks to my dick shrinking after the powerful ejaculation, Yoojin was barely able to escape from her mother’s grasp.
“Mom, seriously, what are you doing!”
Yoojin turned around and stood up, flailing her arms to push away Yoojung’s hand that had been pressing down on the back of her head.
“Oh my, what’s with that expression? Are you going to hit the mother who gave birth to you again?”
Yoojung elegantly wiped the blood from her nose with the white blanket, averted her gaze from her daughter, and cast a maternal gaze at me.
“M… Mom.”
Yoojin, shocked that she had to share the gaze that should have been reserved for her only child, trailed off, and Yoojung, as if forgetting her current situation, scolded Yoojin confidently.
“Speak properly! What is it that you want to say? And you’re old enough now, when are you going to stop calling me ‘Mom, Mom’ all the time? You’re all grown up now.”
It was a cold voice, like a mother cat chasing away a kitten that was still following her around, even though it was all grown up.
“E, eee- eeeeee!”
Yoojin, unable to bear Yoojung’s behavior of acting like a mother again after having previously denigrated her as a child born of rape, a child who should never have been born, slapped her mother’s face again.
I reached out and grabbed Yoojin’s wrist.
“What! Let go! You’re on my side!”
No, I’m not on either the mother’s or the daughter’s side. I’m just using both of them.
But now that I know the situation, I can’t just stand by and watch.
Of course, I was the one who planned this whole thing, so it’s not like I suddenly feel sympathy for Yoojung, or that I’m acting out of a sense of responsibility for my child in Yoojung’s womb.
It’s just that now that I know, if I don’t act like the ‘father’ of Yoojung’s baby, if I don’t protect ‘Mom’ Yoojung even though I know she’s pregnant, I expect that distorted maternal instinct to turn into aggression and be directed at me.
Yoojung will probably do something unpredictable to me, just as I expected.
That can’t happen. I can’t lose Yoojung. It’s not because Yoojung is such a precious being to me. A talented and loyal person like Yoojung is essential for my future plans.
“What! Let go- let go─ let gooooo─ eeh?!”
Yoojin, who was about to swing her fist again, not having been able to relieve her anger even after making her mother’s face look like that, suddenly became quiet.
Squelch, squelch, squelch…
It was because of the mother’s fingers groping inside her daughter’s pussy.
My semen, which Yoojin hadn’t been able to scrape off completely in the bathroom, fell onto Yoojung’s palm.
And then Yoojung,
Licked─
Showed a madness of deliciously licking the semen mixed with her daughter’s vaginal fluids, and Yoojung glared at me with a crazy look that was more than just that action.
“You, you son of a bitch. You gave this much to that little brat, but you didn’t give me a single drop and just left me alone until now? … I want to stab your dick with a knife and kill you from anal bleeding! Seriously…”
It’s hard enough dealing with Yoojung, who is saying things to me that are clearly not just threats but actual desires, but,
“Let goooo!”
Yoojin resisted violently. But Yoojin, unable to shake off my hand holding her wrist, forcefully pushed away her mother’s breasts that were poking at her pussy.
Despite her crazy eyes and actions, Yoojung was helplessly pushed back and fell onto the bed.
Seeing that, I snapped out of my daze and regained my senses. That’s right. The essence is just an Ajumma. No matter how terrifying the momentum she exudes. But I must never ignore her.
“Mom, are you crazy? Right? You’re crazy, aren’t you? You did that because you’re crazy, right? Ah, no, this won’t do. Let’s go. Mom. Let’s hold hands and go to the mental hospital. Nymphomania… Yeah, I have to tell the doctor. That my mom’s horny and her brain is messed up. That she’s been a widow for too long and went crazy…”
It seems like Yoojin is the one who’s crazy, not Yoojung. She was muttering nonsense, words that no one would listen to, all by herself.
In the midst of that, Yoojin seemed to get angry again, climbed on top of Yoojung’s stomach, who had fallen down, and started wailing again, trying to punch her mother’s face.
I took a step towards them to grab Yoojin’s waist to stop her.
Slap─!
But it seems like there’s no need to do that. Yoojung was already taking care of Yoojin on her own, instead of me.
“You’re the one who’s crazy, aren’t you? Touching someone else’s husband, even your own mother’s husband… Don’t you understand? What you’ve done? You had sex with your dad, even though you’re his daughter. You committed incest. Please come to your senses. Did I raise you to do such things?”
Yoojung, naked, with a face covered in blood from being hit by her daughter, scolded her daughter as if she was wearing a suit and had a strict expression, just like at school.
The handcuffs on her wrists had somehow been released while she was being beaten by Yoojin, but her ankles were still tied, so she didn’t look like she was in her right mind at all.
I thought that Yoojin, who had been slapped by Yoojung, would immediately rush at Yoojung, but unexpectedly, Yoojin didn’t do that. Instead, she covered the cheek that had been hit with one hand and was just shedding tears with a face that had been severely hurt.
“She, she hit me… Mom hit me…”
Even though it was nothing compared to what she had just done to Yoojung, Yoojin seemed to have grown up being spoiled rotten, and she was so shocked by that one hit that she couldn’t come to her senses.
But Yoojin is Yoojin. Even such a severe emotional wound couldn’t make her depressed for long.
“What, husband? Auntie, wake up from your dream! Act your age! Look at your bulging lower belly.”
“Ugh… Did I teach you to make personal attacks─”
“Auntieauntieauntieauntieauntie. Auntie’s lower belly is bulging. Eh beh eh beh eh beh beh beh!”
“You, you bad girl… You’ll get old too.”
Yoojin, who quickly regained her momentum, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and then leaned her breasts against my arm, glaring at Yoojung, who was her mother, mother-in-law, adulteress, and rival, and shouted confidently.
“He’s my boyfriend!”
Then Yoojin picked up the dildo that she had used to beat Yoojung, threw it at Yoojung’s face, and shouted again.
“Auntie, who’s sexually frustrated, use that to masturbate! Ha!”
I stretched my leg forward and kicked away the dildo that was flying towards Yoojung’s face. And then I was going to immediately bring my leg back and stand up straight, but I couldn’t.
Yoojung threw her whole body like a goalkeeper flying towards a soccer ball, and hugged my leg with her breasts.
“Thank you, darling.”
Yoojung licked my leg that she was hugging with her tongue and said to me.
“Da, darling? Auntie, what’s with that childish nickname for my boyfriend? Ah, no, more than that, what are you doing, what is this!”
Yoojin, as if she had thought that I would naturally be on her side, glared at me with a very sulky face. And Yoojung also looked up at me with a face that was even more pitiful because it had been hurt, exuding an atmosphere that she had a philandering husband, but that she was still the main wife.
It seems like I’m having a lucky streak with women after the regression.
It’s really like my luck with women is exploding like a bomb.
While I was smiling and slightly turning my head to the side to appease Yoojin, Yoojung got up from the bed and leaned her breasts against my arm. Then Yoojin, not wanting to lose to her mother, also leaned her breasts against my arm.
In that way, both of my arms ended up being buried between the school’s chairman and the school’s idol, who both had the best huge breasts in the school.
Maybe the male students at the school would ejaculate right away just by imagining this.
“He’s my boyfriend, auntie, get out of here!”
Yoojin shouted, pressing my arm even harder against her breasts.
“You are my husband, aren’t you? So can the little brat please get out of the way of the adults?”
Yoojung also pressed my arm even harder against her breasts and, in addition to that, licked the back of my neck with her tongue as she said that.
Seeing that, Yoojin, not wanting to lose to her, also licked the back of my neck.
But the heart of me, who was actually enjoying the luxury that any male would desperately want, was very complicated.
I have to choose the right option here. If I choose the wrong option, it’s a bad ending─
“Who is it!”
“Choose!”
It’s a stab-stab-stab ending.
“Of course it’s me, isn’t it? Darling?”
Yoojung asked.
I didn’t answer Yoojung’s words and looked at Yoojin. Then Yoojin became confident, raised her chin, and shrugged her shoulders.
But if I abandon Yoojung here and choose the school’s idol, Yoojung, who originally had a high level of maternal instinct, would have her maternal instinct even more bizarrely distorted by being pregnant with my child, and it would immediately turn into aggression and stab me.
Yoojung would probably use all of her high social status and connections to create a trap like a black widow spider, and trap me in her web. And after tying me up tightly with her web, she would slowly suck out my bodily fluids over a very long period of time and turn me into a mummy.
I have a feeling that she would contact Hwan and have me kidnapped, lock me up in a strange mountain cabin overseas, and ‘raise’ me as her husband in that small cabin until I die.
“Of course it’s me, auntie. Right, honey?”
Yoojin declared.
I didn’t answer this time either and turned my gaze to look at Yoojung. Then Yoojung, like the cheap pussy she is, was breathing heavily as if she was excited just by my gaze.
But if I abandon Yoojin here and choose the school’s chairman, Yoojin, who originally had a crazy and hot-tempered personality, would immediately go on a rampage because her mother, Yoojung, who was the only one who could put a brake on her, was also broken.
Yoojin would probably do the same thing to me that a female praying mantis does to a male praying mantis after mating, tearing off its head with her hands and crunching it.
“Choose! Me or that auntie!”
“You’ve already taken enough time to stall, haven’t you? You’re already tired of the body of that young girl who was just a toy for fun, aren’t you? Then please finally eat my body, which you never get tired of eating, darling.”
It feels like I’m walking on a minefield. If I step on it wrong even once, it’ll immediately─
Boom!
Explode.
In that situation, what is the best judgment? What is the most correct choice?
There’s no time to think for long.
This time, I looked at both Yoojung and Yoojin’s faces at the same time.
I’ve made my decision.
I opened my mouth.
