Chapter 148 – Little Indulgences (3).
Episode 147, A Little Indulgence (3).
Even though it’s the same room, the ceiling feels awkward for some reason.
‘It feels like I’ve been reincarnated while looking at a strange ceiling in another world.’
I threw my arms behind me to make an arm pillow and gazed at the ceiling in a more comfortable position.
Certainly, I went to the funeral of that legal father—now it seems highly probable that he is my biological father.
In fact, when the audience who went to a really great magic show kept seeing the nonsensical magic that defied common sense, they left the theater after the performance ended-.
Didn’t he stop and go back to being a magician and shout in disbelief?
[ Were the traffic lights originally this bright? ]
[ The sound of the wind brushing the blades of grass is so different even though it is just a broken walking block. What spell did you cast on me? ]
People just think they see the world, but we don’t see the world.
You are looking at it through the glasses of prejudice.
Chew-eup-, cheew-eup, chueu-eup.
Maybe it’s because that prejudice has been broken, the sound coming from below feels different.
Originally, when your tongue licked your cock up from the root, did it tickle your lower back like this?
Originally, the sound of sucking a cock sounded clear as if there was a surround function that filled the room like this.
Am I under a spell?
Is the person serving so diligently under me now my mother or a pink slut?
Is she a mother and at the same time a a pink slut? Or is she Midori, not her mother?
According to Cockroedinger’s law, a pink slut and Midori coexist as long as I don’t observe who is biting my dick.
‘In fact, I know that observation doesn’t mean just seeing…’
In other words, I didn’t want to see it with my own eyes.
The novelty that my mother is taking care of my morning erection.
In a good or bad way, everything was too new.
From the time I opened that door last night.
*
“What are you talking about? My aunt is my mother.”
Even in the midst of confusion, I first looked at Isha, who was lying face down on the floor.
Before I came, she must have been pranked by a pink slut, her face buried in the ground and only her hips lifted.
Fortunately, she was fully clothed, but the pants she was wearing seemed to follow the curve of her hips.
Isha is wearing plain white underwear.
Perhaps because they were made of thin cotton, the appearance of her tucked-in pussy seemed to be visible through the wet panties.
‘This is not important.’
In any case, it was fortunate that I was wearing all my clothes and it didn’t seem like I had been hit that badly.
“Cool… , Cool…”
Judging by the sound of his breathing, it seemed that he had used the ability to put a pink slut to sleep.
One of the abilities of the tentacles that blended into Midori’s body.
“What do you mean? Aunt… , My biological mother.”
I quickly headed forward, checking to see if I had given Aunt a pink slut something like a dildo or an aphrodisiac.
“I’m your mother too, so why are you talking only to me?”
“Just as you don’t appreciate my hypnosis, I also don’t think of Midori as my mother before hypnosis.”
At my words, a pink slut just smiled without any sign of being offended.
“Yes! That’s what I don’t think of as a mother. Not treating Nana Midorina as a mother. Thanks to someone, the period of restraint was too long, so I hope Midori, I, or anyone else will take responsibility.”
A pink slut laughing at Betsy.
Just wanting to have sex with me, revealing such a serious fact?
It was a a pink slut-down motive.
“It’s not Midori, it’s what you want. And how can I believe you?”
“Well… , You don’t want Midori to put your legs on top of your buttocks as if you’re spitting semen on the subject under your son?”
“It was an accident.”
“Yes, yes.”
The sarcastic a pink slut, perhaps frustrated by the sound of my slow footsteps, reached in front of me in a wheelchair.
“I have to say hello, Aori. You wanted to see Ryu.”
I wanted to point her carotid artery right away and make her fall asleep like Isha stretching out beside her, but I couldn’t because of Aori staring up at me.
“Hi…?”
Her speech was slow and her body was sluggish due to her weak energy, but Aori’s eyes were looking at me as clearly as possible.
“Ah yes… I’ll clean up Midori right now and let you rest in peace. I’m not normally this kind of person, but I’m not feeling well these days…”
She passed her and tried to snatch her ping-chaeng-.
Startle.
I feel the warm warmth in her hand.
‘What are you doing?’
Aori raised her hand on the back of my hand, as if stroking something precious, she brushed the back of my hand with her palm over and over again.
I can’t bear to shake off her hand, so when I go back to her, Aori, who has been staring at my hand, looks up at me again.
“Well… Thank you for growing up.”
‘Shit.’
A pink slut smiles as if this scene is interesting. To be precise, that appearance of Midori before being hypnotized was distorted as if puberty had arrived.
Before being hypnotized, I could feel the motherhood that I couldn’t find even with my eyes wide open in Aori’s eyes, as if she hadn’t been hypnotized.
‘Was her aunt delusional?’
They only knew each other in name only yesterday, but they knew that she was in a psychiatric hospital due to severe depression.
“Then, what about the memory I saw in your subconscious?”
The memory of me wrapped in a cloth and held in Midori’s arms. It was in a dream, but memories that detailed are usually based on memories.
“That is not you. It was a different kid…”
[Do you think I would entrust my child to a bitch like you? ]
These were the words that the boss of the black organization targeting me, a human called the Doctor, held me in the form of a baby in his arms.
“Then?”
“I told you, another kid. That’s it.”
A slightly serious face, not like a pink slut’s. Her expression and Aori’s expression as if honey were dripping from her eyes add credence to a pink slut’s claim.
“Really? . Dad?”
A pink slut’s eyes turn to the portrait on top of the closet.
“Damn it… , He is a human being who has never been of any help in my life.”
Midori’s child was taken away by the Doctor, and I was brought into Midori’s arms instead.
Since she was just Eup Tommy herself from her birth, this is the moment when I can understand the incidents happening around me to some extent.
On such a subject, my existence itself was a high hurdle even in Euptomi. It must have been sent to Midori like luggage.
When this type of accident happens, they tend to put the responsibility on the family register on the side of her older brother, who is usually the elder.
‘Is that why my grandmother was so reluctant to me?’
Certainly, no matter how much he hated his daughter-in-law, to the people of the past, he would be the son of the family, not the daughter-in-law’s son.
You never see her face until she goes into a nursing home?
There were several times when I thought that it was somehow strange.
What kind of person is Aori, who has a high probability of being my real mother, and now I don’t even know what to call her?
The only contact I had with her was her Midori’s unconsciousness and the Aori in the Japanese anime I had seen before I was electrocuted by her semen and died.
‘We’ve never had a proper conversation when we met in person.’
Because I can’t see it even if I can.
In the anime, my glamor character’s mother, Midori, is the twin-tailed younger sister of the slender older brother who seems to have been put in as a point.
Such a younger sister character who seems to be her brother’s stupid sister who can’t be in reality, and her reason for living is to show off her neat sprite panties.
If you look at it from a distance, it’s just an easy, flat, typical character to make men sitting on chairs go crazy.
If you look closely -.
‘How can it be this complicated?’
Before, when I secretly mocked my mother – the mother I was talking about this time was Midori – she had said that Aori was much better than Midori.
She normally lives with a heart that likes her brother, but in the midst of suffering alone after being cut down by the villain of the world who is a doctor or something.
Even when her iron skewer goes into her ass, her oblivious dull brother doesn’t even notice that she’s getting more and more broken.
In addition, the older brother who can never be with her and who does not even look at her as a woman is making love with her childhood friend right in front of her?
That her eyes were blinded and corrupted Midori like that. I thought I could understand what it was like.
When a person falls in love, looks ugly and compares herself to others.
How strong that jealousy can be is a feeling that everyone has felt at least once.
Of course, it’s all trash that has no room for excuses, but…
At least, unlike Midori, Aori wanted only her oppressive brother until the end, and she loved her.
Well, past history is like that, but I’m standing here proving that this story isn’t just the content of a pornographic story-.
There will be many more stories after that.
Moderately predictable, it’s a bit more improbable that my father, who is in a bad state, who has neither the courage to leave home nor the courage to accept this terrible situation that has already taken place, and this aunt who only loved my father until the end, as he showed in the anime, did not meet. Wouldn’t it?
Because of his wife’s infidelity, it is also a common cliché for a man in his 30s to 40s to sleep with a sub-woman he likes or find comfort.
All you have to do is ask Aori sitting in front of you…
Hearing it with his own mouth would be clear and neat. It’s hard to ask any more.
“Okay.”
“Okay! I’m not Midori’s biological mother. So a lot…”
Raising her arms as if her hips were in the air incredulity, I looked at Aori, ignoring the a pink slut who rocked her hips back and forth.
Now, Aori’s hand caressing the back of my hand, wondering if the palm lines will wear out.
“It’s very late, but you should go to sleep now. Um… Auntie, from now on I will visit often. You are receiving good treatment.”
“That…Yes. Therapy… You’ll be fine.”
I winked at a pink slut, who was putting on a relieved expression, and glanced sideways at Isha, who was still sleeping with her butt exposed.
“What are you doing, I need to quickly spread the blanket and clean up your mess.”
After laying the futon, organizing Isha’s clothes, and placing Aori well on her bed, she covered her with the futon.
I returned to our room with a pink slut.
Lie down straight on the floor and look up at the ceiling. Head dizzy, as if it had been lying down for a long time.
“I’m tired, so do it in moderation.”
A pink slut, who circles around me like a female cat looking for food, gradually closes the distance.
“Hmm… , Now I thought there was no particular genetic link. Would you like to cool off?”
A pink slut jumped up and poked his head out under the blanket that was covering him.
“Are you a mother who has to give birth? It was my mother who raised me.”
“I never raised you, and I even brought you a small indulgence saying that we are comfortable like this…”
A pink slut, who secretly rubbed her soft thighs over my core, was in a state like Winnie the Pooh when she took it off.
“Like yesterday, I couldn’t do it, just once in moderation… Wouldn’t that bother you?”
“Ha… Do it yourself.”
I didn’t want to fight anymore, nor did I have the energy.
A pink slut smiled at me like that and slipped into the futon and made a rustling sound.
The sound of licking a cock that comes right out.
Right away-.
Chuu-eup, chuu-u-!, Chu-op♡
An obscene sound fills the duvet.
*
Chub, chow, chow, chow
A nose exhaling hot breath. I feel as if my cock hair is damp from the breath full of steam.
I stroked her brown hair to mean that it was fine, but Midori seemed to take it differently, holding her hips with both of her hands and pressing her face hard.
Grumble, grumble.
I meant that I didn’t have to eat, but I thought it was a compliment, so I put my cock deep in my throat and sucked it in as if not leaving a single drop of semen behind.
I’m sorry-!
“Fhaaaaa… ♡ Keun Keun, you manage your sexual desire in advance so that your son doesn’t have harsh thoughts. You know son?”
Midori, who puts her hands on her hips and speaks cutely, laughs out loud, as if asking when she had made an obscene face with her brows stretched out like an idiot.
“Yes. I know. Thank you, Mother.”
“Like last time, if you drag her under the blanket like an animal and drive her mother like you would impregnate her, that… It’s dangerous, okay son?”
If you say it’s dangerous, why do you lose your appetite again?
Midori masturbates under the pretext of protecting the family, and I still masturbate, saying that fella would be okay since I am not her real mother.
“Ah! My son will be late for school like this.”
“So, I told you to suck in moderation.”
I changed my clothes using Oh’s school uniform liquor, and opened the door, catching the toast bread Midori threw.
Rattle
“I will go to school-“
“Oh, I forgot my son’s kiss.”
She should know how to be satisfied with a kiss on her cock like that.
Tadadak
As she runs down the stairs, she hears a vibrating sound and takes out her phone.
[ Aunt Yoko ]
‘… The boss of that foreign organization called Bob. You know it’s today, right?’
It was a great excuse to come home late.
