Chapter 219 – Ovulation (3).

“Netorare?”

In front of Da-eun Choi, who expressed her doubts, Seon-woo Park pushed his smartphone.
On the screen of the smartphone, contents related to netorare were written.

Netorare.
Abnormal sexual desire to feel the excitement of having someone else take away the lover you like.
It was a peculiar taste that was difficult for Choi Da-eun to understand.

“… You…”

Choi Da-eun looked at Park Seon-woo with her disgusted face.
Seeing her eyes asking if she was serious, Park Seon-woo hesitated to answer.

Netorare was a famous keyword.
A word you might hear somewhere.

Even Choi Da-eun, she honestly didn’t know.
She had done a lot of searching for this and that, so she couldn’t help but look at it at least once.
She didn’t know much about it, though.

“Well, I’m saying this because I think it should be done accurately. I’m not a lunatic who feels taken away, never.”

When Choi Da-eun’s reaction was unusual, Park Seon-woo hurriedly began pouring out her excuses.

Because it was not a normal taste for anyone to see.
Like a thief tripping on his own, he cried out because he was normal.

Choi Da-eun looked at Park Seon-woo and laughed.
It was funny to see Park Seon-woo, who was so excited that he spat out his saliva and had seizures.

“It’s rather an angry personality. I really want to kill the masked trash.”
“… However? How’s that motherfucking cock feeling, that’s why you ask.”

She honestly doesn’t even want to think about it.
I just want to forget the memory of being violated by the masked trash.

But Park Seon-woo steps forward and asks about the memory of that time.
I couldn’t understand why.

Park Seon-woo, as if he was sorry, wept and continued.

“What if it keeps popping up in my head? The image of his sister being held by that bastard, that video, is unforgettable in front of his eyes. It’s still hard…”

Park Seon-woo blurted out his backstory.
He knew what he meant to say even without saying it.

“What happened the other day ago… I have nothing to say either. Because I had no choice but to save you.”

Choi Da-eun was confident.
Although he is worried that Park Seon-woo might hate him, he has no regrets about making that choice.

‘It’s the same even if I go back.’

Choi Da-eun had only one option.
He accepts the masked trash’s offer and saves Park Seon-woo.
Because of her pride, the option to kill Park Seon-woo did not exist in the first place.

“I know, I know. That it’s because of me I was in danger of dying because I was weak… My sister must have sucked his cock to save me.”

There were only sarcastic words, but Park Seon-woo’s voice did not show such intention at all.
Remorse.
Park Seon-woo was blaming himself.

“It’s not your fault.”

Choi Da-eun resolutely corrected Park Seon-woo’s misunderstanding.

“I told you. That bastard was aiming for such a situation. If it wasn’t for the 40th floor, it was the 50th floor, if it wasn’t the 50th floor, it would be the 60th floor. It’s clear.”

She was confident that she knew more about mask trash than anyone else.
Choi Da-eun had an accurate grasp of the guy’s temper.

“So there is nothing wrong with you. That bastard is the problem.”
“…”

Choi Da-eun patted Park Seon-woo, who drooped her shoulders.
I wanted to know what the situation was like instead of trying to make a baby, but I was comforted for now.

Park Seon-woo’s cock got smaller.
Even though it’s a small cock, he lost to Soji because he got rid of his erection.

As he looked at the smaller peppers, Park Seon-woo’s question passed through his mind.
How was his cock?
It wasn’t common sense to ask her girlfriend a question.

Is Park Sun-woo really curious about that?
How does a woman get eaten when her big cock gets stuck in her cunt?
Are you asking because you’re really curious?

Questions continued to bite their tail after tail.

‘… Are you serious?’

Choi Da-eun carefully looked at Park Seon-woo’s face.
I usually say a lot of nonsense, so it feels pointless, but that doesn’t mean I’m not the type to play around with sensitive content.

‘… I’m serious?’

Netorare.
An idealistic inclination to get excited about having her own lover taken away by someone else.

When she thinks that Park Seon-woo will be taken away by another woman, a thousand dollars rises inside her.
Doesn’t Park Seon-woo mean that he was excited when he saw himself being embraced by trash?
It was a tendency that Choi Da-eun could not understand.

“…”

Daeun Choi brought her own smartphone.

“See you somewhere, okay.”

I think I should check with my own two eyes to see if I am really excited to see such a video.

“What, what?”

Park Sun-woo is visibly taken aback when the smartphone is brought in front of him.
Choi Da-eun showed Park Seon-woo a video of her.

A recent video.
To be precise, when he was attacking the 40th floor of the ‘Tower’.
These were videos recorded by the masked trash.

“I really don’t understand? So I’ll have to see for myself and think. Are you really responding or not? .”
“…”

Park Seon-woo wore a familiar outfit.
I quickly realized that it had happened during the raid on the 40th floor.

“Sister, this… No way…”

Choi Da-eun did not bother to answer.

She had noticed it on a regular basis as it was tidied up, but when she said that it was actually being violated, her breath stopped.
My stomach was pounding and my heart was pounding.

─ Ha-yeah, black!

But I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Park Seon-woo was concentrating on his smartphone more than ever.

─ Stop… ! Port!

A big cock moves in and out of her pussy.
It’s a common insertion scene, but it felt different because the woman in the video was Choi Da-eun.
Feelings that are hard to describe in words come like a tidal wave.

The masked trash pressed Choi Da-eun and hit her waist.
She felt distraught at the sight of her girlfriend lying on the ground with another man.

─ Da-eun, you look a little different than usual, right?
─ Shut up your mouth… !
─ Are you frustrated with trying to conquer the tower? Because you can’t do anything with your boyfriend?
— …

A sound that Park Seon-woo had never heard erupted from Da-eun Choi’s pussy.
Park Seon-woo stared intently at Choi Da-eun, who was sobbing at her.

Her cock gets bigger
She didn’t even touch it, but her pre-cum stinged.

Choi Da-eun carefully observed Park Seon-woo’s reaction to her.
Whether she was simply excited or whether she was excited by idiosyncratic tastes, she struggled to figure out.

‘… Really? Are you excited to see a video like this?’

Choi Da-eun has also grown a lot.
I became a B-class hunter, not a C-class hunter.
At that point, I was able to notice the minute changes in Park Seon-woo’s cock.

Stiffer than usual
The veins seemed to be more prominent, and it was grotesque.

Daeun Choi subtly reached out her arm and grabbed his cock.
Even with his erection, it came in one hand.
It was such a dainty cock.

“Who, sister…”

Park Seon-woo is embarrassed.
He was always smirking and full of leisure.
For some reason, I was trembling with anxiety like a rat driven into a corner today.

Choi Da-eun spoke to her in a whisper as she stroked his cock gently.

“I still don’t understand. Why the hell Are you excited to see that?”

Every time I watch the video, only anger builds up.
It was like that for Choi Da-eun, who was raped by the masked trash.

However, Park Seon-woo did not seem to be.
Because he was so excited while watching the video of himself being violated.

“… Aren’t you angry?”

I was worried.
I wonder if my affection for myself has fallen, or maybe I get excited when I see a video like that because I can’t feel any other emotions.

Park Seon-woo replied.
With my eyes fixed on the video, I sharpened my teeth.

“… Mad. I want to go kill you right now.”
“However?”
“However… Just… I don’t know, neither do I.”

Park Seon-woo cuts off while talking.
No matter how much I thought about it, it was difficult to put into words.
He didn’t even know why he was doing this.

“I’m just curious. Apart from hating and resenting that bastard. How does she feel when she gets stuck in that big cock?”
“… How do I feel?”
“To be honest.”

Park Seon-woo suddenly intervened.

“It compares. The difference is visible, but the feeling cannot be the same. Small and large, if you have to choose, everyone prefers the larger one.”
“Who is it? Who likes big things?”

Choi Da-eun asked as if asking.
Park Seon-woo thought of his face and went out strong, but he actually knew the answer.
It was a problem that came up easily with just a search.

“Here.”

Park Seon-woo showed the article he had written on the Internet.
It was a question raised by Park Seon-woo himself.

9cm cocks and roughly 18cm cocks.
If women had to choose between the two, who would they choose?

“… No, good sir.”

A hundred if a hundred.
All of them picked 18cm cocks.
Whether male or female, 9 cm is a bit…

Choi Da-eun denied those answers.
But she was a negative that didn’t touch much.

‘It must have been sincere.’

To the extent that he even posted this question on the Internet, Park Seon-woo was suffering alone.
The stress of the size that can’t be helped by one’s own strength.
That stress has blossomed into a strange castle called netorare.

How do I do this
His head was throbbing.

Choi Da-eun took care of her regretful feelings and looked at the situation calmly.
What is the most important thing in this situation?

“Sunwoo, do you love your sister?”
“Of course I love you.”

I met eyes with Park Seon-woo.
It contained sincerity.
His feelings towards himself have not changed.

“Are you just curious?”
“… Curious. I want to hear from you directly.”

I still don’t understand.
I don’t know why you’re excited.
If you think about it like that, there was every single thing that I couldn’t understand even at the beginning.

It’s not normal to accept yourself who was raped by another man.

Determined, Da-eun Choi took a deep breath.
And she stopped the video.
It stopped at the scene where the mask trash was banging its butt as hard as it could.

“To be honest, every time that bastard gets fucked like that, his cock…” .”

Choi Da-eun rubbed her lower belly and roughly showed how far she came in.

“Come in here. What do you think?”
“Haha!”

Park Seon-woo, who had been listening quietly, let out a rough breath.
Park Seon-woo’s cock swelled greatly.
He was ready to vomit his semen.

Choi Da-eun put Park Seon-woo on her bed.
I roughly threw the smartphone away and got on top of him.
Even if he had an erection, he held his cock in his hand, which was far short of that of the masked garbage, and connected it to his pussy.

“So far…”

Choi Da-eun took Park Seon-woo’s hand and placed it on her belly.
If it was someone else’s cock, I cocked it where it would have reached.
And the place where Park Seon-woo’s cock is now cock.

A sense of distance that can never be reached is visible in front of your eyes.

“Kuh, haha!”
Push shot, push shot! Push!

Didn’t even move.
I just inserted my cock and sat down lightly, but Park Seon-woo started to get tired of it.

“…”

The ejaculation was stronger and longer than usual.
Even Choi Da-eun felt the difference, more.