Chapter 172 – Former Idol Sex Assistant (1)
What a year!
I roughly wiped away tears and confirmed the presence. The voice came from under the stairs at the end of the hallway.
“Looks good.”
His sarcastic, sarcastic voice was annoying. It was a familiar voice that I had definitely heard, but it didn’t come to mind in one cue.
Who was it
“Have you already had dementia since you met the lady?”
…What?
It was the voice of a young woman, but it was clearly not Mi-kyung.
Slowly, someone’s wavy hair appeared at the end of the stairs. Before long, she gave her characteristic haughty nod and stared at me.
“Heo Soo-yeon…?”
Are you Heo Soo-yeon?
It was a face I hadn’t seen in a long time. I looked at her with her own eyes, but I couldn’t believe her easily.
She must be in jail…
Soo-yeon clicked her tongue as she saw me crying in front of Jeong-ah’s door. A smile appeared on her lips as if she was happy.
“You… Why are you here?”
When I saw her suddenly appearing, I immediately burst into tears.
“Why? Can’t I be here Did you come even though I couldn’t come?”
A distinctive cold voice echoed in the hallway. She was a brash woman who did not match her true face.
“Why don’t you like me?”
Still, the arrogant Suyeon’s brow furrowed. But seeing that she was still smiling, she didn’t look too upset.
It’s not that I don’t like it. You can’t come! If you’re a person with the least conscience!
Her words rose to the tip of her throat, but she didn’t spit them out.
Soo-yeon was the main culprit who sent her vocal chords to prison. She was the one who had a relationship with her vocal cords and more than her boyfriend. It was a scary bitch that lured my vocal chords to almost gaslighting and made me sell her body.
To me, of course, she was a woman with a slightly different meaning. Thanks to her, she met her Mi-kyung, she was able to keep her and her vocal cords apart from her beloved, but I too was caught by the police and literally came close to something.
Among them, there was a separate moment that impressed me the most.
He remembered the time when he had poured copious amounts of semen over her white face in the bathroom at the park. She moves my big cock back and forth like it’s amazing. She didn’t have a proud face like now, but she was a slut herself with blushing from excitement.
Heo Soo-yeon…
Her reality as an idol turned villain was a pimp.
“Why do you think I am here?”
She started walking towards me slowly. Sliding over her Converse shoes, her shapely calves and her thighs caught her eye.
Idols are different…
“That… I couldn’t know that, right? Are you going for a walk?”
Damn it!
Only in front of her was I from the days of the bread shuttle appearing. In her haughty voice, a response full of unique steamy power burst out.
“Poof…”
Her laugh burst from her coldness.
There’s no fixing this stupid thing. Fuck.
Her face looked better than I thought. Her distinctive white face and smooth porcelain skin remained intact. Soo-yeon was wearing a short miniskirt that came just above her thighs and a light blue shirt that was rustling. Two of her buttons were unbuttoned, revealing white breasts under her shirt, stimulating her gaze.
“But weren’t you in prison?”
“Crazy. What did you think I would be for ten years? Vocal cord came out earlier than that son of a bitch.”
Soo-yeon smiled as if it was no big deal. Seeing her beauty that blooms brightly when she smiles, who would think that she is an ex-convict?
“You said your vocal cords were in an accident?”
Rather, she asked me. Su-yeon seemed to know to some extent the story of me, Seong-dae, and Jung-a. Vocal cord was severely punished for the incident and was still in prison.
“Because I knew he would. Even when you met me, you had a silly temperament. That’s why you sell your body to the ladies.”
“What…?”
You did it dude
Su-yeon seemed to have no guilt whatsoever, and continued to fight whatever came out. She, of course, could have trusted her with her 100 percent if she had seen her for the first time.
“I came to see you. Aren’t you not as good as you think?”
“What…? Come see me?”
Damn good
Suddenly, the decibel rose at her words.
“I’m going to take care of you at your house.”
“What?”
“You don’t like it? Now that I look at it, it doesn’t even seem to work with her auntie. There’s room left. Right?”
No fuck What kind of inn is our house? What is the difference between this place and a motel?
“But how did you know I was in this situation?”
No matter how fucked up the timing was, I couldn’t get it right like this.
“Huh. I was at a friend’s house for a few days, and Mi-kyung and her aunt told me about it. If you have nowhere else to go, stay here for a while.”
Ha… Mi-kyung is this bitch.
Swear words rose to the tip of her throat. He brought her child, whose bloodline he did not know, and asked to call her father, and now he was turning our house into a public resting place.
“Let’s go up first.”
“Hey. Heo Soo-yeon! Wait for a sec. My house isn’t a hotel, so he came here so suddenly…”
“Then, shall we sleep at Seongdae’s mother’s house? If she had the personality of a vocal mother, she would be able to accept me. Then call my friends.”
“That… What is that?”
The corner of Susan’s mouth parted even more clearly.
Of course, if it was the woman I love, she would not reject Su-yeon carelessly. She was the one who accepted Mi-gyeong, but she was a kind woman who was deceived by Su-yeon’s false face and could even give up her bedroom.
“You know I have a lot of friends who exercise, right? Among them, there are a lot of guys who like ajumma. And if it’s a mother of vocal chords, she’ll probably freak out.”
Mmm… Crazy bitch!
Susan’s thick eyebrows twitched. She couldn’t hold back her laughter that burst out at what was so fun.
“That… Just do it. No way.”
“It’s up to you.”
Suddenly, Heo Su-yeon’s old friends came to mind. There were a lot of guys with irezumi tattoos all over their bodies and shaking their huge bodies. In addition, no one touched those who practiced wrestling, judo, and jiu-jitsu.
Is she at her aunt’s house?
The thought of a faceless wrestler attacking Jung-a passed by. Jeong-ah’s white thighs lay beneath her cracked, copper-colored thigh muscles. The rigid prick was on the verge of digging into Junga’s pink vagina.
“Are you okay?”
Fucking year. This has been a crazy year.
Soo-yeon poured a final confirmation kill on my already exhausted body. Knowing that she wasn’t the kind of person who would just threaten, I couldn’t easily say a single word even for her sake.
Unfortunately, Heo Su-yeon was a year of doing what she could.
“Ruler. Let’s go up.”
As if she had waited, Soo-yeon started to climb her stairs first. As she climbed the stairs, her white back thighs and buttocks were exposed beneath her convex buttocks. A red string was visible on her thighs, smooth as white jade.
Gulp…
“Hey. What you looking at.”
Oh shit…!
She looked back for a moment and saw Soo-yeon glancing at her with fierce eyes.
“Anyway, if you give it a chance… Keep your eyes straight. If you don’t want to fall behind.”
However, Soo-yeon did not cover her butt. She started climbing her stairs again with a confident walk, as if she was wondering what a big deal she was in her panties.
Fuck… Let’s see this happen one more time.
She raised her eyes slightly, and immediately saw her white buttocks. At a steeper inclination than before, I could see the red string stretched over the lower part of her buttocks and buried under her flesh.
Wow… Fuck. Fucked.
I must have been fucked, but now all eyes were on Soo-yeon’s private parts. Immediately, she could feel the blood rushing down her pants.
Thongs from idols…
She had the urge to untie her red tea panties and inhale forcefully with her inhalation.
“Open the door.”
“No, but this isn’t too much…”
“Call your friends?”
“…”
Her mobile phone swayed in her sloppy jade fingers. It looked as if he would call out the gangster tattoo guys in the neighborhood with a few buttons.
“Under…”
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep…
“Oh, is this your house?”
As soon as Suyeon entered, she looked around the house. Her ass, which had risen up into her skirt, was shaking strangely.
Hey Dongho! Get your mind right! Do you eat your house like this?
“What… Is that good?”
She opened the door here and there, checked the last room, and then shouted her satisfaction in her characteristic nonchalant tone.
Phew…
For some reason, I felt relieved at her confirmation declaration.
Ah… I can’t do this. I have to export it. Should I just take it out and see?
“Should I wash first?”
“What?”
“What are you so surprised about? I’m not going out anymore today, so I’ll wash up first.”
“What is that…!”
Looking behind her, Suyeon was just unbuttoning one more button on her light blue shirt. Under her light blue shirt, the red bra straps wrapped around her white breasts stood out.
Now… Wait a minute. This is kinda…
The anguish was evident on my face.
“Do you want to wash together?”
Mmm… Crazy!
Su-yeon was tying the line of her skirt above her narrow waist. She looked natural, as if the current situation was nothing.
Tok…
The buckles of her miniskirt came undone, revealing the thongs of her panties at her narrow waistline.
Mr… Fuck.
“Come in if you want to wash up. Don’t you lock the door?”
Took…
Her short skirt fell loosely below her waist. Before long, Soo-yeon’s smooth, bouncy buttocks were exposed, and a single red string barely covered the narrow gap.
