Retired Warrior’s Netorase Play 155

Chapter 155 – #6. Mummy’s Journey (31)

I came out to the main street and took a taxi, and arrived in front of Ji-woo’s studio before I knew it. When she asked where Jung-woo was going, she calmly replied that Mi-ra was her boyfriend’s studio.

“…”

How many words must be put in the mouth of the guy who won’t open. It was evident that he was swallowing a lot of words.

…

Long silence.

In the end, Jungwoo didn’t ask more about that side. Did he not have the courage to ask or was he wise? Miraya, it didn’t matter either way. As long as Jung-woo doesn’t run away, he doesn’t care what happens.

No words were exchanged, but both were clearly aware of the fact that it was a short relationship that would burn tonight. I’m busy enjoying myself, so there’s no reason to talk about useless things.

Jungwoo suppressed his thoughts and curiosity. It’s enough to have such trivial thoughts after a breakup. Just like winning the lottery, I have to devote myself to the goddess called Mira that I have been given today.

Swoop.

After finishing his thoughts, Jungwoo put his hand on Mira’s shoulder. Pretending to be indifferent to her, but secretly caring for her, Mira naturally crossed her arms and embraced her. She might look exhausted from one round of sex and orgasm, but she still shone like a heroine in the spotlight of the stage. Even after watching and watching again, Jungwoo was amazed at how such a goddess could exist.

‘Slowly…’

From earlier, the lower leg had been standing up. Ever since she finished having sex and resting on her bench. However, Mira seemed to have the tempo she wanted, and she secretly noticed and suppressed Jung-woo’s attack with her atmosphere.

Desire itches. She thought about something else, but when she came to her senses, she was at the door.

Tiririk.

The door opened with the sound of a door lock. It didn’t have much of a scent typical of a women’s room, but it didn’t smell like a man’s, and it was a clean room with no smell at all. Thinking that it is much cleaner than she thought, she went inside and let her Jung-woo in, followed by Mi-ra, who came in and closed the door.

“What do you want to eat? Do you like noodles?”

Jeong-woo, who eats everything well without thinking about it, gave the most difficult answer, ‘anything’, and Mira pouted her lips and selected the normal tomato spaghetti for dinner.

“I’m washing first.”

Mi-ra pushed Jeong-wu into her bathroom, trying to get inside her room. Jeong-woo was taken aback, but in the end, he acted as Mira thought. Clothes came out one by one from inside the bathroom, and after the door closed, the sound of the shower started to come out.

…

Mira, with her water on her back, walked inside at a leisurely pace. From the entrance and kitchen, inside. Into the room with the bed. When she entered the house warmed by the heating, she took off the long padding that was starting to feel uncomfortable and hung it on her hanger, then put on Jiwoo’s jacket next to it. It was larger than Ji-woo’s other clothes, which she bought to wear in her house, so when Mira wore it, it became a breathtaking piece of clothing that covered her butt.

Mira walked to the center of the room in a yashishi that men like, she didn’t put on anything else, and she immediately knelt down on the floor. As she plopped down on the floor like a frog, someone’s dark eyes reflected in Mira’s green eyes.

“Hello baby.”

“Huh.”

A dark and narrow space under the bed. Han Ji-woo was lying on her side in that space where there was no way to enter unless you were a mischievous child. Maybe it was because she didn’t want to be on her bare floor, but it was funny to spread a thin blanket on the floor, so Mira ate it up.

This scene was a collaboration between Mira and Jiu. Ji-woo somehow wanted to film Jung-woo and Mi-ra lying down alone, and Mira didn’t want to completely exclude Ji-woo, so she chose this method.

It was Ji-woo’s idea that came up after thinking about whether to put a hidden camera or cover Jung-woo’s eyes. It seemed to be quite good in terms of Kannon, and Mira felt satisfied with herself.

His posture might be a little uncomfortable, but it didn’t look cramped or cumbersome, perhaps because he was a bit skinny. Mira was relieved and smiled at Jiwoo.

“Then work hard, honey.”

“Huh.”

Ji-woo looked at Mira with eyes burning with passion. Mira waves her hand, which she captures with her camera. It was in silent mode, so there was no clicking sound.

Of course, it couldn’t be like this all night, so the two of them planned and made a schedule for about an hour or two. Even though the contents are only meals, showers, and sex. After completing the schedule and taking another shower, Mira drags Kim Jung-woo into the bathroom, and then Han Ji-woo gets out of bed and opens and closes the door as if he had just entered. It was a pretty thorough plan.

Mira, who had been looking at Ji-woo for some reason, got up again and headed to the kitchen. Jiwoo gulped down her saliva as she watched her feet move away.

Burning hot.

I only imagined it, but never thought I would actually do something like this. I don’t know if it will work… It was clear that the situation and the composition itself were extremely bad.

The good times hadn’t even come yet, but his cock was about to explode. Jiwoo put his hand in his pants and kneaded them, anticipating the pleasure to come.

…

After Jung-woo came out of the shower and Mira finished dinner, she set the table on a small folding table and took it into the room. She said Mira said she would wash up and told her to eat first, and in less than 10 minutes, she quickly showered and finished eating with me and Jungwoo.

Mira turned on her TV with her remote control, and Jung-woo, who was staring at her, opened her mouth.

“But, that…”

“Huh?”

When Mi-ra tilted her head, Jeong-wu hesitated and asked cautiously.

“How old are you…?”

“What, is it because you want to talk comfortably? Then just speak plainly. It’s okay.”

When the topic of age came up, Mira felt cold inside. She kept her composure on the outside, and she casually patted her jungwoo.

“There’s that too, just curious.”

“Ugh… How old are you?”

Jeong-woo, who had been talking quietly and comfortably, immediately gave up her words completely at Mira’s invitation. Even so, when she did not let go of the subject of age, Mira asked first.

“Me? Twenty one.”

“What is it, baby?”

Mira’s ridiculous eyes. Still young, Jungwoo reacted to the word baby.

“Then how old are you?”

“Twenty-two.”

“…Hey.”

“Hey? Uh-huh, the words are so comfortable?”

The two of them, who were only a year apart, got along quite cutely and naturally, just like their peers do. Although Mira’s actual age was older, on the outside she could have been convinced that Mira was younger. No she’s rather she seems that’s more natural. It’s just that she’s not treated like a kid because of her cool and easy-going personality, but looking at her face, you could say she’s still in her teens.

The two of them became very close while playing around during the meal, and acted like real lovers by sticking together much more naturally than before. Leaning on each other’s shoulders, the two started talking in earnest.

“But what was your name?”

“Huh? What, you didn’t even know my name yet?”

“You know I have to tell you.”

“…Huh, I should have asked earlier.”

Mira smiled incredulously. Her Jung-woo, who was looking at her, said, rubbing her breasts over her clothes. Even though it’s on her clothes, she says, thinking that it’s really good that the touch doesn’t go anywhere.

“If I had been sane for a moment, I would have asked.”

“Huh.”

That meant that the sex was pleasant and Mira was attractive. At his praise, she smiled as if she didn’t hate Mira.

“I’m slowly getting hungry…”

Jung-woo let go of her luck and moved closer to Mi-ra little by little. It was still close enough that her shoulders could touch, but as he began to press her, she changed shape back and forth, pressing Mira’s chest next to her. Let her face close to kiss her…

Chuck.

Mi-ra, who blocked her approaching lips with her index finger, laughed briskly and rebuked her Jung-woo.

“Lastly, let’s just brush our teeth. Huh? Isn’t that nice?”

“Chit.”

“I’m going to do it all night, but don’t you think it will smell like food and feel uncomfortable?”

“Hmm.”

Mira’s longing laughter and her longing for seduction made Jeong-wu obediently follow her with anticipation.

“Let’s get up. We need to clear the dishes.”

“Uh. I’ll do it.”

Jungwoo got up first and put the table away. While Kim Jung-woo at the sink wasn’t looking, Mira lay down on the floor and had a final conversation with Han Ji-woo.

‘If I’m going to stop it, it’s only now.’

A small whispering voice. Mi-ra smiles at Han Ji-woo’s excited mood.

‘If I don’t dry it now… Will I be eaten? Overnight. How many times, how many times…’

“Whoa, whoa…”

‘I didn’t even think about my original boyfriend, I fell in love with the man in front of me who has a nice cock, kissed him, sucked his cock, spread his pussy, and begged me to make a baby with him. She completely forgot that her boyfriend was under her bed.’

Mira’s words raised the excitement even more than her direct caresses. Mira’s ability to easily cook a man who likes netorase. Jiwoo was so excited that her eyes were bloodshot.

“Hey, what are you doing there?”

Jungwoo, who was washing the dishes, looked at Mira lying face down and asked.

“Ah? Stretching out a bit. Heuuuuu! Tea!”

“…It’s really unique.”

Han Ji-wu, who was very nervous at the sudden voice of Jung-woo, admired Mira’s ability to pass it over calmly, but while pretending to stretch her, her clothes pulled down to reveal Mira’s buttocks and bare legs.

Between those legs, after a while…

Her pretty ass would get slammed into his pubic bone hundreds of thousands of times and turn red…

The sight of hazy semen dripping from the inside of her secret and seductive thighs…

“Ugh…”

Ji-woo, who has a great imagination, was so excited about the vividly emerging future scenes that he couldn’t even breathe properly. Mira, who smiled at the scene, said one last thing before leaving.

‘Really, he’s a pervert.’

Jiwoo, already blushing with excitement, was about to melt and stick to the floor. Feeling somehow familiar, Mira smiled brightly and raised her body.

…

Mira thinks as she walks to the bathroom.

Now I’m going to prepare for the video shoot soon.

A video taken by a temporary lover under a bed, with a one-night stand, intended to be sent to a real lover.

“Kuh-kuh, what is this?”

Mi-ra smiled and followed Jung-wu, as if she was dumbfounded.