## Chapter 29 – A Call From My Daughter (1)
I can’t believe how out of it she is.
I raised my palm high again, intending to discipline Yujeong.
The last slap was just a sting, but this time, I planned to strike hard enough to leave the imprint of my hand on her white bottom.
However, before I could, Yujeong, like a newborn fawn struggling to stand, trembled but managed to get back on her feet. Then, as if nothing had happened, she wiped away her tears.
And though her voice clearly betrayed that she had just been crying, she took a breath to regain her monotonous, textbook-reading tone.
Oh, amazing.
Or is it to be expected? With that kind of mental fortitude, she’s raised Yujin on her own, and despite being teased as an “Ajumma” by me, she’s climbed to such a high position in society at a relatively young age.
“Holiday.”
I prompted her.
“Holiday.”
Yujeong immediately picked up where I left off.
“Every month’s second Sunday is to be spent with Yujin. The desires of the ‘甲’ will not be satisfied on this day. The ‘甲’ will not contact the ‘乙’ in any way on this day. Violation of this will result in automatic termination of the contract.”
“Good, agreed.”
I continued to write on Yujeong’s buttocks with the brush pen. Before, even with her white panties on, there was plenty of space to write because her butt was so big, but now, space was limited, and I had to pull her white panties down further.
“…Khuk.”
Yujeong let out a voice suppressing her shame. It was a shame that if she had said something to me again, I could have used it as an excuse to slap her butt one more time.
“Done. All written.”
“All written? The most important part should still be left, shouldn’t it?”
I was trying to gloss over it, but she was sharp. The image of Yujeong, disoriented and floundering after two female climaxes, had long disappeared.
“Hurry up and write it. What you have to do when the deal is complete.”
Yujeong pressured me with a calm tone, befitting a capable career woman who became a director at a young age. But making such demands while bent over, her butt pushed towards my face, and her white panties pulled down to her thighs, only made her look ridiculous.
So, I intentionally considered laughing loudly, exaggerating it even more, but stopped myself.
There was no point in provoking Yujeong any further, and I wasn’t doing this to shame her.
I intended to keep my contract with Yujeong. That was the only way I could acknowledge myself as different from the four bitches who falsely accused me.
Raping Yujeong, following Yujin, yet thinking I’m different because I’ll keep the deal—is this hypocrisy?
Probably. No, it’s not probably; it is. This is my hypocrisy. But even knowing that, I couldn’t let it go.
The self-awareness that I am different from those bitches. The twisted desire for compensation, wanting my innocence to be acknowledged most by those very bitches.
If I let go of this obsession, I could live a virtuous life, using my knowledge from before the regression to help others instead of living a hypocritical life. I’ve even been given a chance to live a new life now.
But no matter how I tried to convince myself, I couldn’t let go of my obsession with those four bitches who falsely accused me. If that’s the case, then the only option is to destroy the object of my obsession itself.
What can you call this? Unpleasant attachment? Ha, ridiculous. Affection for those bitches?
“What are you staring at! Hurry up and write!”
“Didn’t look at your Ajumma butt. Just spaced out for a moment.”
“You again! Calling me Ajumma! Everywhere I go, people tell me I look young…”
“That’s just a polite greeting, Ajumma.”
“A, Ajumma….”
I thought she would question what I was thinking about before finalizing the deal, but is that what she’s hung up on? This Ajumma has quite the obsession.
Well, I vowed to call her “Noona” last time and then called her “Ajumma,” so it’s my mistake. Fine, I’ll give you a service.
“Sorry, Noona. Take this and calm down.”
“What? Who would want a gift from you—”
I lowered my head and brought my tongue to a spot where the brush pen hadn’t touched. I licked it. Yujeong’s area smelled faintly of peaches, not at all like an Ajumma.
“—Ah!”
Just one lick with my tongue, and Yujeong couldn’t even stand straight, her butt trembling in place.
“Stop getting turned on and stand up straight, Noona. I’ll write down what I have to do when the contract is fulfilled, just like you want.”
“W-Who liked it! Your filthy act!”
“You liked it, didn’t you? Why are you like this?”
I said mischievously, deliberately patting Yujeong’s butt. I almost showed this pathetic cunt who was full of bluff and lies what’s what, but barely managed to hold back. It’s not the time yet.
I continued to write the contract details with the brush pen. As I wrote, I recited the contract out loud.
“While Yujeong satisfies my sexual desires, I will never ‘force’ Yujeong’s daughter, Yujin, into sexual acts.”
I emphasized the word “force” in particular. If the contract simply prohibited sexual acts, it would be a complete blockade, but Yujeong didn’t do that.
Because she firmly believed that her daughter, Yujin, was deceived and forced by a vulgar man like me, or rather, because she wanted to believe that, she didn’t feel the need to modify this clause.
Well, it wasn’t a wrong judgment. But words are different depending on how you use them. That’s why you have to write contracts carefully.
Anyway,
“Do you agree to this contract?”
“I agree!”
After shouting, Yujeong straightened up, abandoning her vulgar pose of pushing her butt towards me, as if it was finally over.
“Wait, where are you going, Noona? You have to sign it before you go.”
Yujeong, who had been glaring at me with her arms crossed tightly, her large breasts rising up, soon bent over again and pushed her butt towards me.
“Move it. Even your big butt is full of writing.”
Yujeong stood up straight again and glared at me with a look that said, “What do you want me to do then?” so I told her.
“Turn around. I’m going to write on your pussy.”
“P-Pussy…? What?”
As if she had cleanly forgotten about being fucked by me and pathetically cumming twice, Yujeong had already returned to her director persona and wanted to lecture me. But Yujeong knew that doing so in this situation would only make her look pathetic, so she obediently turned towards me.
Of course, I wasn’t fooled by Yujeong’s submissive attitude. Yujeong was only acting like this on the surface. There was no way Yujeong would properly keep her ridiculous promise to satisfy my sexual desires until graduation in place of Yujin.
She probably thought she could just get through tonight somehow. As soon as Yujeong left me, she would immediately try to find a way to find and delete Yujin’s sex video on my phone. And she would think of a way to get rid of me along with my phone.
However, she was only acting submissive to me now, trying to calm me down because she saw me as a sexually crazed thug, and then she would stab me in the back later.
Therefore, the situation wasn’t so favorable to me, even though I was drawing a uterus tattoo on Yujeong’s pussy right now. Rather, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that I was at a disadvantage because I didn’t have Yujeong’s connections, money, or status.
If I mistakenly thought I had subdued Yujeong like the principal from before the regression and stupidly stayed still, I would die under ‘mysterious circumstances.’
But I’m not Yujeong, who’s horny for this Ajumma, and my disadvantage now is only a disadvantage ‘now.’ Everything will change with just a little more time.
The uterus tattoo drawing is finished. I drew it, but it’s pretty good. It’s better because it’s not well-drawn, so it looks vulgar and ridiculous.
“Okay, done. Check it out.”
“…It’s a pretty signature.”
It’s one thing not knowing what the uterus tattoo drawn to make fun of her is, but what kind of aesthetic sense is it to call it pretty?
Is it the instinct of a pathetic pussy to instinctively feel attracted to vulgarity?
Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Until now, it was just a plausible act.
The rehearsal is over. Now it’s the real thing.
“Noona.”
“Yeah?”
Even in this situation, Yujeong’s expression and voice are slightly brighter, as if she’s happy to hear the sweet “Noona.”
“It’s work time. Suck out the semen I’ve been saving in my balls to spill into your daughter’s pussy.”
“…What kind of language is that? You haven’t been here long, but realize that you’re now a member of our school.”
I said to Yujeong, who was nagging on and on.
“Stop talking and suck my dick with that mouth of yours.”
“Tsk, how vulgar.”
Yujeong scoffed at me. But even as she did, she obediently climbed onto the bed. She no longer showed any resistance to my touch as I took off the clothes covering her breasts.
It seemed that her love for her daughter was genuine, and Yujeong was confident that she would empty my balls tonight so that I couldn’t touch Yujin again.
Yujeong, crawling on her knees, approached between my legs and hesitated, but then grabbed my dick at once with a confident attitude, as if she had never hesitated. Then, she leaned diagonally next to where I was lying, as if her big tits were getting in the way of shaking my dick.
I watched Yujeong’s face react to the size of my dick, which was so big that even I couldn’t grab it with one hand, let alone two.
Although it was much smaller than her hatred for me and her worry for Yujin, the expression of a ‘pleased’ female was clearly on Yujeong’s face as well.
Although that expression quickly disappeared, there was no way I couldn’t recognize the alluring expression that could make any man’s dick hard, from the youngest to the oldest.
“You better be prepared.”
Yujeong said in a confident voice.
Then, she knocked over the condom boxes that I had neatly arranged on the bedside table, ruining the arrangement I had carefully made.
It seemed to be an expression of her will to prevent me from using such things.
I lay down on the bed. And I put on a confident expression, as if to say, “Go ahead and try.” But I couldn’t help but feel uneasy inside.
Yujeong is the ultimate female who can make any male squirt just by showing them her standing still in a suit, not even naked. And although her freshness may be a bit lacking, she was also experiencing the most explosive period of intensity that makes men want to fuck her.
Therefore, although her pussy is pathetic, it’s safe to assume that her hand and mouth skills are somewhat skilled, as much as she’s given birth to Yujin.
No, it doesn’t matter even if she’s not skilled. Just as females prefer to be with handsome males rather than males who are good at sex, looks themselves become an excellent skill.
I guess I have to be prepared.
Is it the resentment of an Ajumma whose sexual desire has been pent up for a long time? Yujeong, with a look that even hinted at bizarre madness, licked her lips with her tongue and said to me.
“Transfer student, as you said, I’m an Ajumma, so young kids like you won’t be able to handle me.”
I regretted teasing Yujeong as an Ajumma for the first time. No, I called her “Noona” so much, but who knew she wouldn’t be satisfied and would cling to me so persistently and tenaciously.
If she sucks my dick with this much obsession, I’ll probably have to cum right away, no matter how hard I try to hold back.
Yujeong opened her mouth wide.
A confident smile. A long tongue extended as if to suck out all of my semen. It seemed like she would be formidable—
But she wasn’t. 30 minutes later.
I even changed the TV channel from a raunchy movie to a comedy show and burst out laughing, “Wahahahaha!” If I hadn’t forced myself to laugh at such unfunny jokes, I would have gotten bored and fallen asleep.
“Ugh!”
Yujeong, feeling extremely humiliated that I wasn’t even looking at her and was just watching TV, sucked on my dick even harder, but her best was only enough to keep my erection from going down.
Let alone making me cum?
Absolutely impossible.
“Noona, stop it now and take your mouth off. Ugh, look at the spit. I guess I’ll have to use this.”
The moment Yujeong took her mouth off my dick to catch her breath, I grabbed my dick with my hand and slapped the pussy of Yujeong, who was straddling me.
That’s right, slapped.
Not rubbed, not inserted, not even slapped hard, just slapped.
Yet Yujeong made a female sound, “Ooooh♡,” and tried to squirt.
Seriously, Yujeong is the weakest, most pathetic female pussy ever…
