Chapter 59 – Looks Good, So What? (1)
Now, what’s going on here?
I just opened my eyes.
My mother is holding my cock and shaking it, and Paeng Yeohyeop, with a face that has seen everything, is wearing small underwear in a seductive way.
But no matter how much I search my mind, I can’t see how this situation could have happened.
“Uh, Yeon… Paeng Yeohyeop. Can you explain this situation to me?”
After hearing the story, it was a mess.
My mother had accumulated an incredible amount of desire over the past few days and raped me after I fell asleep.
Paeng Yeohyeop had left her alone, but when she heard my mother screaming, she ran out.
“Oh, Dungseongong…”
It seems that Dungseongong reacted to the situation and started to do whatever he wanted. It seems like it ended after a while.
Thanks to that, my mother panicked and witnessed the rape scene, causing a second panic.
In the middle of committing suicide, Paeng Yeohyeop grabbed her and stopped her…
“Why did you wear that underwear?”
“Just in case you didn’t believe me…”
Great judgment! As a result, my mother was somewhat calmed down, so it was a great decision.
And my eyes were happy too.
First, I lifted my mother and pulled out my cock, then scolded her.
“Mother, you were very surprised, right?”
“…”
She must have been scared that her son’s reputation would be ruined. So she probably couldn’t even pull out my cock.
“I’m fine, and Paeng Yeohyeop is fine too. Really.”
“…”
“I won’t tell anyone. Honestly, I liked it because you did that, mother.”
There’s no good or bad feeling about it. After all, the only thing left is energy, and I just slept without feeling anything.
But the corruption that led to rape is very good! Yeah! Love my cock a lot!
“…You don’t despise your mother, do you…?”
“Not at all.”
Even with a firm answer, my mother kept looking at me suspiciously.
I wanted to sigh, but I pushed it away because my mother might be surprised.
“Yeonghwa, come here.”
“What’s going on…?”
While asking what was going on, I put my hand in Paeng Yeohyeop’s underwear, who approached me.
“Kyaa…!”
What a cute scream.
“What, what…!”
“It won’t work. I have to show you. If we’re in the same situation, what’s the use of just talking about it? We have to do it in front of us.”
My mother opens her eyes wide and watches.
“Wait, wait a minute…!”
“Just do it. For my mother. You said she’s your most precious friend, right?”