Chapter 647 – #016. Dahee Yoo & Dahye Yoo (26), Korea University.

#016. Dahee Yoo & Dahye Yoo at Korea University.

Choi Byung-hoon is being eaten.
It seemed to me.

Paang-. Fain!

Han Tae-yeon, riding on top of Choi Byeong-hun, stamped his butt down.
The rice cake mill was pounded very artistically.

The large buttocks fell violently toward Choi Byung-hun’s groin, and Choi Byung-hun moaned whenever he felt the weight.

A pale foam bubbled from her pussy.
It had already been squeezed three times.

“Oh, not anymore.”

A fourth case followed.
As if the pussy tightening was excellent, Choi Byeong-hoon squirted out his semen like a premature ejaculation bastard.

[Han Taeyeon]
[Uterine status: Fertilization completed]
[Implantation probability: 98%]

Choi Byung-hoon’s sperm entered Han Tae-yeon’s womb.
It wasn’t long before the modifications were made, and we moved on to the next step, conception.

Choi Byung-hoon is completely unaware of such a situation.
Fooled by Han Tae-yeon’s words that it was her safety job, I was just breathing hard for her.

“Haaang!”

Han Tae-yeon fell helplessly.
He collapsed on top of Choi Byeong-hoon and smiled as if he felt good.
Choi Byung-hun hugged Tae-yeon by the waist and rubbed her body.

“Did you like it?”

Choi Byung-hun asked Han Tae-yeon.
The only question I ask after having a lot of fun is me.

However, Han Taeyeon was skillful.
A vulgar question came up, but I answered it naturally without panic.

“Yeah, that was good. It feels so much better to have sex with someone you like.”
“Hehe, is it?”

It is a double-edged sword.
He said that revealing that he is a slut was definitely a minus, a remark that could be poison.

However, Han Tae-yeon chose to break through her head-on.
Among those who were virgins, there are romances that are difficult to understand, and Choi Byeong-hoon was like that.

The virginity of a slut or whore.
A woman with a cock, futanari, a list of words that are incompatible at that level.

‘As long as we like each other.’

It seems there is no place for me anymore.
If the wind doesn’t blow after that, I think this would be bad too.

Come to think of it, me and Choi Byeong-hoon were not really different.
I also reaped Dahye from the mop.
It wasn’t that I didn’t understand the innocence.

The purity of a rag.
A combination of words that makes it impossible for a male to hate.

Suddenly, I wanted to see Dahye.
I immediately left the room and headed to where Dahye was.

“He came down from heaven! What the rabbit says!”
“Bunny bunny! Bunny Bunny! Carrot! Carrot!”

Dahye was competing with the people of the Physical Education Department.
In a showdown to see who will be the first to finish, flapping her arms.

The Department of Physical Education was different from the Department of Economics.
These pups went all out even though they were only enjoying one game.

There were too many bottles of alcohol.
Compared to what the Department of Physical Education drank, the Department of Economics was babies.

“Drink, drink! Drink! Drink!”
“There is alcohol! All the way! Straight up! Straight up!”

If one gets caught, they hit the carpet bombing.
Unable to say that he couldn’t drink, one of the male students drank from the glass.

“Seongmin Seo! Favorite! Random! Game!”

It was Seo Seong-min, who served as the host during the morning routine.
Seongmin Seo continued the game with her face flushed red.

Dahye was at the center of it.
Based on the overwhelming amount of alcohol, he made fun of children in their early twenties.

‘Even though my actual age is not my age.’

The regression was repeated countless times.
Dahye’s soul is inversely proportional to her physical age.
Based on the novel, at least…

Puck-!
‘Uk… !’

Dahye watched from behind and was hit by her elbow.

“Dahye senior?”

The range of motion was abnormal enough for the kids to ask.
He wasn’t in the right position to come out at this time.

The juniors in the Department of Physical Education are looking at me with worried eyes.

“Are you drunk already?”
“The world’s senior Dahye… ?”
“Win! We won!”

The inside was completely different.
They cheered as if they had defeated an enemy general.

“Oh damn! No. I’m fine!”

Dahye waved her hand.
Saying she never got drunk, she struggled to keep from being kicked out of this position.
She then glares at her back.

You can feel my presence.
Even if the other kids don’t know, Dahye knows that I’m here in stealth mode.

‘… Then what is dahee?’

I got goosebumps.
To say that Da-hye knows means that Da-hee also knows.
Even though Dahee knew I was there, she pretended not to know.

I jumped out on the spot.
Stealth mode only makes sense when you are undetected by opponents.
All I know is that it was just stupid.

The hallway is noisy.
As the spirits of alcohol began to heat up, each department was getting mixed up.

When the sun was up, I secretly stepped into the department of the opposite sex, the man and woman I liked.
The students who became friends while playing together also talked with each other.
The three departments were almost merged.

After the atmosphere had matured, the student council members had nothing to do.
They picked up snacks in moderation and were also forming a collusion among themselves.

The MT isn’t even over, but he seems to have forgotten that there’s still one more day left.
I drank so heavily.
The night was too long.

─ Woo-wook, woo-wook. Wow!
─ Ah, my head hurts…
─ Did you really drink too much?
─ You bastard vomits! Oh, I’m going to go to the bathroom and throw up…
─ Whoops! Fuck, crazy baby. Hey, take a video.

Even while lying still on the bed, there was a commotion everywhere.
Flower of MT.
Someone vomits and creates a dark history.

Someone confesses to a friend they like and becomes a lover that will not last long.
Some of the returning students succeed in catching freshmen, and some are idiots who can’t even catch fish in artificial fishing grounds.

The freshman will soon have his hymen pierced.
It’s not like a girl isn’t interested in first experiences.

The day was so bright.

The people who were more haggard than yesterday gathered in the seat.
Somehow, it seemed that I would not be able to proceed with the MT program.

“Hmm, I took a lot of pictures yesterday, right?”

The student council president, Han Ji-yong said.

“Therefore…”

Han Ji-yong glanced at me.
The feeling of wanting something.

Need more money?
It wasn’t.

“The kids aren’t in a good condition…”

I’ve seen this scene many times before.
Should I say I experienced it rather than saw it?

‘Army?’

Photos are important.
It is because it is proof that the work was carried out diligently.

All you have to do is pull out the scene you want.
Then there is no point in working hard after that.
It was still the same atmosphere.

On the first day, I already took a lot of MT pictures.
It’s not enough to say that we thoroughly enjoyed MT.
After that, everything has no meaning.

That is the position of the student council.
The position of the sponsor who supported the expenses may be different.
The current sponsor of the alliance MT is B.

It was at this moment that I had to make a decision.

MT with my money, play harder!
Or MT that came with my own money, now free time!

Either one.

I rented a resort.
There is too much time left until tomorrow.

“I had everything set up, but…”

Han Ji-yong is also looking forward to it.
It’s not easy to control this many people.

It was a good situation for both of us to let go and have free time.
I had a drink yesterday, and I had a free party at a nice resort.

“That’s good.”

It wasn’t a bad suggestion.
Let’s end the official schedule here.
From now on, I decided to have my own free time at the resort instead of the rest of the MT schedule.

“Ohhh, ohhhhh!”
“Kim Jinwoo! Jinwoo Kim! Jinwoo Kim!”

Students who were fed up with the MT routine shouted cheers.
Being free all day at a resort without any money of my own is bound to make me feel good.

Han Ji-yong’s facial expression also brightened.
From the perspective of the student council, it was as if they were finally able to enjoy their free time.

“Okay, let’s all have a good rest today! Let’s come back tomorrow!”
“Wowaaaaa!”

At the same time as Han Ji-yong’s declaration, the students dispersed.
Each of them began to enjoy the overflowing time according to their inclinations.

There were quite a few students who ran straight to bed and went to sleep.
Apparently, I drank a lot yesterday.

There were some students who didn’t have a hangover at all because of the strong alcohol consumption.
They put on lighter clothes and jumped into the resort’s outdoor pool.
Dahee was also included.

Short sleeved T-shirt and shorts.
As soon as I got into the water, my clothes got wet.
The water-soaked clothes clung to her skin, revealing the contours of her body.

I could feel the glances staring at me.
It was a scene that a guy couldn’t help but see.
Because Dahee has a pretty face and a good body.

“Go!”

However, I can’t stand it.
As Da-hee’s father-in-law, walking around like that,
I! Big!
This is unacceptable.

“What are these clothes?”

He strode closer and scolded Dahee.

Dahee tilted her head.
A question mark seemed to have risen above her head.
Dahee was deliberately ignorant.

“The short sleeves are thin and the pants are short.”

Well packaged shorts, vulgar words, hot pants.
No kidding, men’s trunks are shorter than shorts.

“How can this be comfortable?”
“Go!”

Dahee giggles and makes excuses.

I can’t stand it.
I didn’t put up with it.

“Change your clothes. At least the pants.”

You can see all the strong thighs.
How about smooth forearms?

It is not possible to kill all the children, so it is appropriate to cover Dahee.

“Okay. I will change.”
“Great.”
“What should I wear?”
“…”

I brought Dahee a swimsuit.

“No, what is this? This is a men’s swimsuit.”
“Go!”

Men’s swimwear shorts.
This is reassuring.

He forced Dahee, who was whining, into shorts.
Da-hee, a married woman wearing a messy swimsuit with her newbie younger siblings who were coolly exposed.
It is a spectacle of applause.

“Kyahahaha, Dahee Yoo. Look at what you’re wearing.”

Moderately exposed Dahye belatedly came out to the pool.
There were many bold costumes for the physical education department and the children.
Fortunately, I didn’t go all the way to bikinis or triangle swimsuits.

“That works, and I can’t?”

Da-hee, who could not stand the resentment, pointed to Da-hye and asked.

Dahye wore a rash guard that exposed her belly button and shorts that covered half of her thighs.
Dahee’s first outfit is a plain white short-sleeved T-shirt with hot pants that show off her buttocks.

“… I’d rather have a belly button.”

I raised Dahye’s hand.

“Ah, really!”

Dahee, who made a mistake in the early build-up, had to play wearing a strange floral Hawaiian swimsuit (for men).