Chapter 61 – 061. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bo-Mi (04) the Direction of Love
Bomi, who had been cutting Ji-young’s soft thighs, opened her eyes.
“Sister!”
Hearing Jiyoung’s cry, Bomi reached out her hand and opened her mouth, stroking her beautiful face as she looked down at him.
“She said she was with Sungjae, but wasn’t she actually only harassing other women?”
Jiyoung denied it, dyeing her worried face red.
“Oh no! Dude, it’s the first time You did this to another woman…”
Bomi, who lifted her head from her apologetic Ji-young’s thigh and sat up, pointed at the kiss marks left on her own chest, she said.
“Then how did this happen? Did you leave evidence that I belonged to you?”
Jiyoung smirked, not looking directly at Bomi as she spoke, and bowed her head to apologize.
“Mi, I’m sorry sister… I didn’t know…”
Bomi laughed lightly and hugged the downcast Jiyoung.
“Are you okay. She’s hidden behind her clothes anyway so no one can see her. Oh, but it might look a little higher. If others ask what this is, should I say that it is a token of love left by my master?”
Feeling Bomi’s soft skin, Jiyoung hurriedly shook her head.
“Oh no sister! Uh, what to do? Uh, sister, when is the next work? Are you going to disappear by then?”
Bomi said as she hugged Ji-young, who was flustered in her arms.
“How are you? Sometimes, there are people who reveal the kiss mark left by their lover. It’s a bit embarrassing, but I’m not guilty of anything. I must say it proudly. It is a token of love left by the master.”
Having said that, Bomi was a little happy that she actually had traces left by Jiyoung on her body.
Meanwhile, when she heard the words ‘token of love’, Ji-young felt her face heat up. And her master, Seongjae, came to mind.
‘A token left by the master…’
Although it was not a trace of love, Jiyoung, who recalled the barometer of her skirt and the tattoo that read ‘puck house’ hidden under her chest, thought that there would be a trace of her owner that could be revealed.
‘The owner’s name or initials… If I ask him to collect the shops… Would he do it?’
As her silence continued, Bomi, who slightly dropped her body, saw Ji-young lost in her thoughts with a happy expression on her face, making her feel worse. It was clear who she was thinking of.
‘That bastard is no help.’
Bomi, who cursed Seongjae inside her, opened her mouth slightly shaking Jiyoung’s body.
“Jiyoung. Did you send all the videos to Sungjae now?”
Feeling Bomi’s touch on her, Jiyoung returned from her imagination and nodded her head.
“Huh. You haven’t answered yet, but…”
Bomi, who saw Ji-yeong doing everything with Seong-jae’s every action, felt like a thousand dollars were flying inside her, but she still had to endure it.
‘Slowly. It’s slowly turning her mind…’
Although there is still a long way to go, Bomi believed that if she took one step at a time, she would be able to change her mind one day.
“See if you’re busy. Now that you’re done, let’s wash up.”
Bomi didn’t think it was a big deal, but Jiyoung was worried that she might be asking her to resend the film because Seongjae was lacking.
“Joe, let’s wait a little longer, sister. The owner might contact you while washing… If you say it’s not enough, you’ll have to take it again…”
Seeing Jiyoung looking at her smartphone with an uneasy expression on her face and chewing on her fingers, Bomi couldn’t get her to go wash up again.
“Yeah… It’s annoying when you get caught in a book for no reason.”
Having said that, Bomi sat down beside her and leaned over her slightly, leaning on her shoulder. And surprised by her bare skin touching her shoulder, her Ji-young asked her Ji-young, who flinched.
“Are you good at teaching?”
Ji-young, who was waiting for Seong-jae to contact her, heard Bo-mi’s question and she thought for a while and said.
“Well… It’s nice to hang out with the younger students. I’ve only been evaluated once, but seeing the lecture evaluation made me feel a bit sick… And writing the thesis and preparing for the lecture seems a bit tight. I don’t like watching professors’ politics. Still, anything as difficult as this will happen. And in a way, I met the master thanks to that.”
Bomi wondered if she had to mention her Sungjae, but she didn’t express it.
“It seems like just yesterday that she was anxious while waiting for her doctoral thesis evaluation…”
“I got a lot of help from her sister… I did, but she’s sorry I got tangled up in this…”
Bomi, who brought up her old story to remind her of her memories of being with him and tried to curtail her thoughts about Seongjae, shook her head in embarrassment when she saw her downcast Jiyoung apologizing.
“Oh, no. You said it before. I’m really fine.”
“But…”
“Really. Really.”
Bomi said firmly, but Jiyoung was still down on her. Seeing that, she felt the need to change her subject in a hurry.
“More than that, Jiyoung. When I did it earlier… Did you feel good?”
Jiyoung nodded her head as her face blushed at her sudden question.
“Yeah… It was the first time… Someone else sucked it…”
‘No. You mean that bastard bullied Jiyoung like that for over three months and never did it? Trash bastard. The cock was the one that shoved it down her throat.’
Bo-mi, who had been swearing inwardly, thought it was an opportunity to separate Seong-jae and Ji-young, and she got a little lucky.
“Really? So he never did it? Over three months? A little… Isn’t that too much? While making her bite so rough… My Jiyoung likes it when she sucks too…”
Jiyoung, who heard Bomi’s words, shook her head and said.
“No… I’m fine… It’s just that my master didn’t do it because I was dirty.”
‘Who would want to suck the pussy of a woman who used to be a sponger… And who would love it…’
However, Bomi, who did not understand the meaning of Jiyoung’s words, asked what she meant.
“No. How clean is that? It’s the same when you wash it.”
Ji-young, who saw Bomi showing bad feelings for her Sung-jae, decided to reveal her past and carefully opened her mouth.
“It’s not like that… Master knows. What I spawned…”
It was a fact that Seongjae had already told her, but when she heard what he said, the shock was different.
“S-spawn?!”
“Yeah… My family was poor, so the college tuition, let alone graduate school, was tight… Then an introduction came in by chance… I did it for several years… I hid it as much as possible, but the owner knew… Now My sister also found out… I… Is it dirty?”
After hearing her heartbreaking confession, Bomi shook her head and hugged Jiyoung.
“No. No, jiyoung why are you dirty How pretty and lovely you are.”
Of course, Ji-young, who fell for the temptation of money, she must have done her wrong, and she was right that she sinned. But she didn’t want to swear at her because celebrity sponsors were also common. But Bomi, who didn’t even know Jiyoung’s situation, was so pitiful that her heart felt like it would break.
She opened her mouth thinking that it would be nice for Ji-young, who was in Bomi’s arms, to think of Seong-jae as well.
“Thank you for saying it like that. Sister…”
At that time, Ji-young’s smartphone with the broken screen in her corner began to vibrate.
-Wheein. Wei Ying.
“Uh!”
Upon discovering it, Ji-young hurriedly slipped out of Bomi’s arms and picked up her own smartphone.
“It’s the master’s call!”
Seeing Ji-young answering the phone with her happy face, shouting brightly at her caller reflected through her broken screen, Bomi confirmed to Ji-young how great her Sung-jae was and chewed bitterly.
“Master!”
When Jiyoung answered her phone, she began to hear Seongjae’s usual voice.
– Nice to see you. There were a lot of things that didn’t catch the two of them on the screen, but I’ll get over it. It would be a bit difficult to film while feeling the climax.
“Thank you.”
-It’s a pity we didn’t rub each other’s pussies, but let’s do that later. Rest.
“Yes. Master. Have a good night, master.”
Ji-young hung up on her and Bomi, who was informed that the video had passed, raised her body and said,
“Then let’s wash first.”
“Huh. Sister, do you wash first?”
Thinking that her bathroom wasn’t that big, Jiyoung said so, but Bomi shook her head.
“No. Let’s wash together Enough for the two of us. Or why. Are you ashamed to poke my pussy like that and make her tits like this?”
Jiyoung’s face turned red at Bomi’s words.
“Oh, no. Not that.”
“Then let’s wash together. Let’s wipe each other’s backs.”
When Bomi urged her once again, Jiyoung reluctantly nodded her head.
“Okay… Let’s wash together, sister…”
The master and the slave, who entered the bathroom together, shared a showerhead and began to wash the parts they touched.
Admiring Ji-young’s beautiful body, Bomi was washing her body, and when she heard her voluptuous breasts, she found something that made her doubt her own eyes.
“Wait a minute! Ji, Jiyoung… That under the chest… What is it? Did I see it wrong? Right?”
Ji-young realized that her Bomi had seen the tattoo that read ‘fuck house’ hidden under her breast, and she smiled awkwardly.
Bomi’s eyes burned with hatred for her Sungjae when she saw Jiyoung, who only laughed and didn’t say much.
‘What did you engrave on a woman!!!’
Seeing Bomi’s bitter eyes, Ji-young regretted that she acted carelessly.
‘I made a mistake…Even though I knew my sister would get angry if she saw this…’
“Are you okay. A little… But it’s still engraved by the owner, so I’m satisfied now. It would have been nice if it was a little prettier, but…”
Instead of criticizing Seongjae for making such a tattoo, Bomi bit her lip when she saw Jiyoung soothing herself with a smile.
‘If it were me, I wouldn’t have treated you so harshly… If it were me, I would have cared for you more and loved you more. How could you do this to such a pretty and kind child…’
Bomi, who was content with just seeing her living happily near her, knowing that it was an impossible love, she regrets and regrets her past for having such a complacent thought, and will definitely love her Ji-young. Swore to get it back.
