Chapter 235 – The Twins Make Love.
– Squeak squeak squeak squeak
The sound of the bed frame shaking.
It wasn’t like a weak cheap motel bed by any means, but nonetheless, the bed made a loud sound like rubbing joints.
“Ugh…! Town! Yep…!”
Is this man really crazy?
If the kids just reach the door, I think they’ll hear everything…
In response to Minho’s attack, Naeun covered her mouth with both of her hands to swallow her moaning.
-Steel puck slap peck slap peck slap peck
“Are you okay? Honey?”
Minho caresses his wife’s ear as he exhales hot breath into her ear.
The sudden whisper to her highly sensitive body was enough to make Naeun’s waist tremble.
“Ha ha… Ha… Oppa… Really… I really can’t anymore…”
“Naeun. You are my mother.”
Minho mentions the title of guardian of the two children.
Adult creations about sacrificing for the sake of one’s family were very classic.
A tenant who gave up his body because he couldn’t pay the rent.
A married woman who opens her crotch for her child’s entrance exam.
An older sister who gives herself to bullies in return for taking care of her younger brother who is being bullied, etc.
Of course, Naeun knew that it was a tough situation, but the problem was that the man who was violating her now was the father of her children.
“Haha… Lee Min-ho. Then ha… You… You’re my dad…”
Naeun, who couldn’t even wipe her spittle on her mouth, looked at her husband with her appealing face.
“Because he is a father, he eats her mother.”
Naeun was stunned by his attitude, asking why he would tackle him when he was talking about common sense.
“No… Seriously, if Seho… Comes…”
“What are the kids going to do here? It must have been less than 30 minutes since we started playing.”
It certainly could have been, but Naeun still couldn’t shake off the anxiety and guilt.
“Ah… But…”
“Now… Let’s be a little more honest. Naeun.”
When Minho inserted his object all the way to the root, Naeun couldn’t breathe properly.
“Huh…!!!”
The mind was constantly resisting, but the body was honest.
Contrary to her thoughts, Naeun’s lower body was opening her crotch in a position that was good for receiving the cock as much as possible, and if necessary, she would shake her waist to match the rhythm.
“I want to hear that you are the owner after a long time.”
Minho, who seemed to have stopped playing as a slave, was sure that now was the right time.
It was because he thought that his wife, who kept saying no to him while being nice, was cute and that her rebelliousness would subside.
“Ruler. Naeun. I have to tell you.”
Minho sticks his thumb in Naeun’s mouth.
Naeun’s pink tongue follows her instinct and sucks her finger as if it were a penis.
-Jureureuk
As she pulled out her finger, a sliver of silver thread shone clearly.
“…Master.”
The moment she followed her husband’s orders.
Na-eun felt the excitement she had been holding back taking over her brain.
“Nice. Our Naeun.”
Minho strokes his cheek with his finger that is still stained with saliva.
Naeun accepted his hand with open eyes.
“Then let’s continue.”
Naeun, who buried her face in his pillow, started the second round as it was.
* * *
“Voila! This is our kitchen!”
Floors with white toned marble.
Sujin rubbed the floor with his feet.
“The floor is slippery. Interesting.”
“Okay? It wasn’t surprising that I just continued to live here.”
How long has it been since a guest came to your house?
Seho grabbed Sujin’s wrist and excitedly continued to explain.
“This is where Mom cooks, and this is our treasure trove.”
“A treasure trove?”
“Huh! It has everything that Sehwa and I really like.”
When Sujin looked back at Saehwa as if asking for confirmation, Saehwa nodded her head.
“It’s a snack warehouse.”
It’s a snack store.
How many snacks does it take to be a snack warehouse?
“Then I will open it!”
When Seho smiled and opened the cupboard, Sujin’s mouth naturally exclaimed.
“Wow!”
Sweets neatly sorted by type.
Colorful fruit flavored jellies.
There were also boxes of cocoa and iced tea powder.
“How is it. Isn’t the treasure house great?”
“Huh! Is it okay for you to eat all of this?”
“No. I can’t eat all of them.”
Sehwa explained in a calm voice.
“You can only eat it with your mother’s permission. They said that eating too much at once is bad for you.”
“Ah. But today, Sujin said you were coming to play, so she said you can take it out and eat it!”
Seho was just happy to think that he could eat as many snacks as he wanted thanks to Sujin.
“Okay?”
“Huh! I have to eat this~”
Seho took out a bag of potato chips.
After Seho, Sehwa picked up a strawberry-flavored jelly.
“Soojin. Pick one too.”
“Uh… I…”
With so many varieties, Sujin felt like she was in a mart.
“Then me too.”
Sujin took out the same potato chips as Seho.
Actually, any snack could be good, but I was hoping that he would like it more if I ate the same snack as Seho.
“What. Do you like this too?”
“Huh. I also found this delicious.”
“Oh oh~ We get along well~”
The real Seho said it casually, but it was enough to turn the girl’s cheeks red.
Each of the children picked up a snack they wanted and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
“Hmm. Sehwa Lee, would you like to show me your room first?”
“It will work.”
Sehwa’s room and Seho’s room are both neatly organized by Naeun.
Then Seho led Sujin to go to his room first.
“This is my room!”
Rocket patterns drawn on blue wallpaper.
It felt like the room of a curious boy.
“Hui!”
Se-ho jumps onto his bed making a strange sound.
“Soojin, you should come here and lie down. So soft!”
The last time I went to Sujin’s house to play, Sujin also made me sit on the bed.
Of course, Seho thought it would be fair for Sujin to do the same.
“Are you really okay?”
“Huh! You said you could climb into your bed too.”
Sujin cautiously stretched out her hand toward Seho’s bed.
As if touching a puppy, Sujin stroked the soft blanket.
“It is soft.”
“Kid. How do you know just by touching it like that? For so long.”
Se-ho grabs Su-jin’s arm and pulls it toward him.
Sujin loses her center of gravity and falls face down on top of Seho.
“Ah…!”
Sujin instinctively knew that the place she leaned against was not the bed.
Yes, the mattress will always be softer than this.
“…Hey. I told you to lie down on the bed, so why lie on top of me?”
When I look up, what I see is Seho’s face.
It was close.
It was a very close distance.
A beating chest.
Could it be that Seho can’t hear the sound of his heart?
Sujin met Seho’s eyes.
“…What are you doing? Yours.”
Sae-hwa, who was sitting on a chair at Se-ho’s desk and watching the whole scene, wondered what the hell they were doing.
When she saw her mom and dad doing that, she didn’t think much of it, but when she saw Seho and Sujin doing that, Saehwa just wanted to get out of Seho’s room.
“Ah. Sorry.”
Sujin jumps up as if she was hit by cold water at Sehwa’s words.
She also felt that it was better to sit rather than lie down.
“It’s Seho. Is there anything else I can show you besides the bed?”
When Sujin asked, Seho stroked his chin and fell into trouble.
“Did Sujin say you watched Magical Blast?”
She is a cartoon that she strongly recommended, and a cartoon movie that she couldn’t see at Sujin’s house.
Su-jin, who only said that she saw her, but couldn’t actually see her, fell into a mental breakdown.
This… Would you be hated if I said I didn’t see it here?
“Huh. Little…”
“Ah. Really? Then wait.”
Se-ho opened the closet door that her mother had sealed various items for tidying up.
“Did Santa give us this last year?”
10 years old.
They had doubts, but they still believed in the existence of Santa.
“Wow. Really?”
I don’t know what that tool does, but Sujin pretended to sympathize with ignorance.
Sehwa, realizing that the reaction was false at once, clicked her tongue from the side.
The two of them are just filming a drama. Take a drama
“It’s okay if you touch it too.”
Seho handed him a toy, but Sujin, who had no way to know how to use it, just stared at the object in her hands.
“What are you doing. You say you can transform?”
“Ah… I don’t know what to press on this.”
“Ah. I didn’t tell you. Look at this.”
Seho diligently explains toys.
Sujin eagerly listened to the explanation to live up to his expectations.
“Oh! It’s okay! Seho!”
“Huh! Awesome!”
Seho happily nodded.
Whoa… After all, Grandpa Santa was a boy who thought he was a smart guy.
“Then shall we go to Sehwa’s room now?”
“Okay!”
“Wait for a sec. I’ll put this back.”
While Seho is putting the toys back in the closet.
Sujin approached Seho’s desk.
I was about to leave, thinking that this is where Seho does his homework every day.
There was something that caught Sujin’s attention.
It was a sticker vinyl with only 3 left.
