Chapter 137 – The Widow in Front of the Portrait (3)
Episode 136, The widow in front of the portrait (3).
Fortunately, the house was old-fashioned, so it wasn’t that old windows with shoji paper attached to them.
Taktak-
After dusting off the futon, I neatly stacked the futon where Midori would sleep.
I pat him on the shoulder and look around the room.
‘I’m doing well now.’
My mother put the blanket over there, and the place where I sleep is the corner close to that wall.
If you sit this far away, you won’t have any trouble sleeping.
I, who always forced my mother to sit together with a man and a woman aged 7 years old, suddenly shared a room with Midori.
It may seem strange.
Why am I sleeping in the same room as Midori?
First of all, this house is old, and it looks scary. It wasn’t the house we lived in, and since there weren’t any machines I’d paid special attention to, it was there to protect Midori.
‘Because a strange madman could break into the house to do a yo-bai.’
Dirt road between rice fields.
Walking on a country road with only streetlights on top of it, I was actually a little nervous.
In the world of Euptomi, there were many ridiculous customs in the countryside.
For some reason, even if you have a baby, a girl from the country comes out with a butt that looks like a baby will come out with a ‘bad’ spirit.
There is no entertainment, and such absurd things happen that you have sex as play.
There was also a story that old grandpas and fathers approached young couples who returned to farming and used wives in common, just as they share manpower when cleaning the village or weeding.
Rumors about the sharing economy unique to rural areas have been heard throughout the world.
I wondered if the jintobaegi reds that the elders in the past were talking about were people like this.
In a world where such rumors circulate, how could he leave Midori alone in the countryside, even if it was at home?
‘That’s it, but do you wash all day?’
I glanced at my wristwatch, and before I knew it, the hour hand was on the verge of setting exactly 90 degrees.
From the sound of splashing water in the bathroom and Midori’s hum leaking out, it didn’t seem like something was going on or anything like that.
If you have a little bit, it feels like it will come out in moderation. I turned off the lights by pulling the string that came down from the ceiling.
‘It’s embarrassing to talk in the same room late at night… ‘
Get ready to go to bed in advance.
I was thinking of just pretending to sleep, but still, since I’m from the peninsula in my previous life, I think I should say hello before going to bed, so I only took off her glasses and put them next to the duvet.
Actually, this country house. There was the coolness of an old old house.
Next to it, at the bottom of the closet, there was a wide empty space where you could put blankets or luggage.
In a word, I’m trying to sleep, but it’s not at the level where a ghost will peek at me through the cracks. The space was large enough for a ghost to enter the space and stare at me while sleeping.
Even as a person who has actually made a ghost become a Buddha…
‘It’s more like tension before a battle rather than fear.’
You can feel the adrenaline rushing through your body.
It’s not that I can’t sleep first because I’m scared
I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and I quickly turned my head and looked toward the bathroom, justifying myself not to close my eyes.
After all, when you’re afraid of ghosts. Just as children go to their mothers with a pillow in their arms and immediately close their eyes and go to sleep.
My eyes close tight as soon as I see my mother.
“Mother, what is that like?”
Her hair was rolled up with a towel, revealing the thin nape of her neck and her collarbone underneath.
A long towel was wrapped around her body, and her breasts swelled under heavy pressure.
Even the moderately large nipples and Midori’s body line were all exposed because her towel was wet.
Some might have said this.
No, even though I had already tasted Midori’s naked body beyond seeing it from all angles from the front, back, and above in my dream.
Do I need to react so sensitively just because I came out wearing a towel?
I can confidently nod my head.
When a person passes by a street and sees a very pretty and sexually attractive woman, it is a law to pass through the brain and think, ‘Oh, if I could sleep with a woman like that just once, I would have no wish’.
But what if words poked out of her mouth that should have been wedged between those cerebral cortices?
It’s a big deal.
No matter how much I did with my mother in my dreams, what happened in my imagination should only be in my imagination.
If a needle thief doesn’t want to become a cow thief, he has to be even more careful.
“Ah, why didn’t you bring clothes to wear when taking a bath?”
“Not why, but please hurry up and put on your clothes.”
I heard my mother ignore my words and sit down with her bottom pressed to the floor. Perhaps she does skin care and curls her hair.
“What, between her son and mother. Why do you have dirty thoughts while watching your mother?”
“What nonsense, I don’t have to think of my mother in a strange way.”
“Then can I open my eyes? It’s not like her mother is all naked, so she’s all covered up, isn’t it?”
When I was young, it was such a terrible memory that I don’t want to recall it. I hadn’t shared a room with Midori since I started walking and could move my heavy head freely.
Unlike back then, Midori is now showing great maternal love, so unlike before, she seemed excited about sleeping with her beloved son for the first time in a while.
“To? Are you shy?”
A bad joke from a mother who is exceptionally active today. The tone of her voice rose, and as much as the tone rose, there were a lot of mischief in between.
“It’s not that I’m ashamed of it, it’s just that it’s ridiculous. By the way, it seems you went too far today?”
Midori, although riding the line narrowly, was cautious in front of her grown-up son, like a mother in an ordinary family.
“It’s because Ryu keeps acting hard between mother and son.”
Squeak-, squeak.
The tatami mat pressed against her weight, making her groan. The sound of the tatami mat coming closer and closer to me.
His nose smelled of the thick scent of shampoo and Midori’s flesh.
“Do you want to open your eyes? Why? Because you are so young and pretty Can’t you see your mother as her mother?”
As a person who definitely serves Young master, I was reflecting on myself because I felt I had neglected my respect for my mother lately.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t affected by my youthful appearance.
I was trying not to look at Midori’s appearance sexually.
“Why? Just, feet… “
I couldn’t help but stop Midori’s teasing and provocation. I can only be more bold.
Immediately, she turned her head toward Midori.
“Ugh! You’re kidding me, mother. If a person with two grown children keeps doing that… “
As if nothing had happened, Midori’s milk dripping on both sides of her crawled into my eyes as I opened my eyes.
Even when the towel is already flowing down, it flows down, beyond showing a vivid pink color. It was as if she could see hairs in places where they shouldn’t be seen through her swaying breastbone.
“What are you doing now?!”
She quickly closed her eyes, put her hands on the tatami mat and rubbed her ass behind her, keeping her distance from Midori.
“What, all of a sudden. Not even seeing her mother naked once or twice? Why? Are you too stiff?”
The absurd answer that comes at the same time as the wall hits your back.
The level of the answer, shouldn’t the red light seep into my dark eyelids that don’t let any light in? It was as shallow as the questions I wanted to ask.
“Always, it’s new!”
As a sign of not coming any closer, I stopped and took her stance, raising her arm towards her.
I lowered my voice to the fullest to warn her that she didn’t even hesitate, to show that I was serious.
“Oh, mother. This isn’t too much of a joke!”
Midori ignored the voice that was cracked with desperation.
Mulkeong-
I could feel the still wet yet warm breasts rushing over my palms, fingers, and the creases of my hands.
“What…”
Seruk-
The sound of the towels hanging over your body and head. Midori didn’t really seem to want to cover herself.
The feeling that my head stopped for a moment.
By any chance, has the hypnosis I placed on you come off? Or have you been possessed by some kind of demon in the countryside? Countless inferences were jumbled in my head.
“Isn’t it a bit like pretending to be a dutiful son while standing up like this?”
Above my glans, which was making a mountain as if it were going to pierce my pants, a thin finger ran up the tendons of my cock.
Like I said earlier, her way of speaking and low-level behavior seemed like the light of a red lantern should shine through her tightly closed eyes.
The light really shines through the eyelids.
Not a red light, but a pink light.
“The reason I feel so frustrated is because I somehow resemble my father. But unlike him, he is a perfect husband.
It’s a waste to have him as a son, such a cock.”
With her eyes closed tightly, I forcibly held on to the shaky vision and looked at the face in front of her.
“So, Ryu. Stop playing family. Let’s play properly huh?”
“Mother… , Stop, mind… “
Blurry face. Shiny pink hair. Focus getting sharper.
Midori’s expression was not that of a normal mother, but that of a low-class lady who would only walk around in a back alley.
“Why? Do you still see me as your mother?”
A pink-haired girl smiling mischievously.
“No…”
Only one a pink slut with pink hair caught her eye.
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“Ah, my son. What is that expression? Didn’t you actually notice?”
A perfectly solid body.
The only things that can move are the muscles of the face, pupils and vocal cords.
“What did you notice?”
She rolled her eyes and followed her bright pink hair to see her full ass and Midori squatting, her breasts pressed against her knees, her side breasts visible over her back.
As if Midori is not at all ashamed of her appearance, she takes my smartphone and walks over to me.
“Look at this. I’m all caught up! I thought so.”
Suddenly-, the screen of a smartphone sticks out in front of my eyes.
On the screen, against a green background, in my room filled with her mist, I saw Midori riding my cock and wiggling her ass.
“Really, I didn’t know. Eh…I feel sorry for Midori about this, what should I do? Midori likes you very much. Always our son, our Ryu. I need to feed them, but are you doing well with your friends?”
My feet are wrapped around my breastbone, and they climb up my body like a snake crawling.
“Who are you?”
Even if you strain your body to escape and roll your eyes, all you see is the pink fog in the video.
‘This… , Is it the scent of sleep?’
Fog and smell similar to when Lily invaded my dreams.
This-,
It felt the same as when pressed with scissors.
I got a sense of how things were going.
Midori pressed her voluptuous breasts against my chest before I knew it and let out a warm sigh in my ear.
“Ha… , Me? It’s Midori, your mother.”
I could feel a pink slut’s arms tucked under his stomach and his hands wrapped around my cock.
She wiggled her ass up and down, bobbing her wet cunt over the cock’s pillar.
“If I knew I was going to be such a great dick, my mom would be nice to me when I was a cheeky little kid like you.”
Tzuyuup-
Her thick mounds opened and I felt her cunt swallowing my glans. A pink slut, who pats her up and down and shakes her waist as if making fun of me.
“Still, I am upset. I don’t even treat you like a mother.”
After wiping her eyes with her exaggerated hand gesture, she looked up at her and drew an arc with her eyes in an amused way.
“If you’re not going to treat me like a mother, yes! We were playing family games as Ryu wanted, right? Because such a wonderful cock can’t be just a son’s cock… Um…Papa sleep? Will Ryu play the role of father and mother as daughter now?”
A pink slut turned her ass like a millstone, showing me how hard my prick was, then looked up at me and burst out laughing.
“My papa, this is the absolute worst. She puts a lot of cock on her daughter like this-. Pervert, ecchi♡”
Until now, I had been crumbled like soybean flour, forcibly stitching this house together and building up the scattered sand again to make a sandcastle-.
It was a look I wanted to ridicule.
“Why? Not funny? Ryu likes it. Family play.”
A pink slut, holding my cheek, put her knees on the floor and raised her body perpendicular to my cock.
Tzueoeook-
As a pink slut’s legs bent, her cunt swallowed more and more of my cock.
“That’s why Papa started to knead my brain like he was raping me. Just like how he made my vagina to fit the shape of his cock, you trained me to fit Ryu’s taste just like that♡”
Midori completely swallowed my seat with a completely relaxed expression, as if she was happy.
“Huh, huh ─ ♡, too … This cock is the best … Haang ♡”
Immediately looking down at me, Midori hardened her expression and lifted her ferocious fangs.
“So, just, don’t make a scolding face like I was wrong, Ryu. You’ve had a lot of fun so far.”
Tsugeoeoeoeok-
Jjaup!
Midori’s hips move up and down once more.
An excited moan fills my ears.
After that, the breath that got hotter penetrated my ears so much that it even entered my head.
“So, what are you doing? Enjoy it.”
