Chapter 67 – “There won’t be any obstacles?” (3)
Jegal Mireyeong felt like she couldn’t breathe.
She thought that Mong-a wouldn’t come to see her son. She had always been reserved, and there had been friction between them earlier.
Besides, she had heard rumors about Mong-a, so she didn’t think she would come to see her son, who was a man.
“Why on earth?”
Swoosh.
The door opened without permission.
“Sohyeop, we need to talk…”
Mong-a stopped with a gasp. She couldn’t see her son’s body, but she could tell from the sound.
She had been caught.
“Now that it’s come to this, I’ll have to make a life or death decision…!”
[Shit…!]
Her son looked quite surprised, but he held his index finger to his lips.
What was he thinking?
“Ah…♥”
Her son’s stopped waist began to move again, and his manhood began to stimulate her sensitive spot.
The sensation of his powerful thrusts, like there was no one else in the world like Mong-a, was truly amazing.
“Sohyeop! What are you doing? There’s someone here, what is this…! Who is that woman anyway?”
“I was relieving my stress by calling in a gisaeng for a few days. I’m the one who should be asking questions. Did I tell you it was okay to come in?”
Kkokkokkok♥
Jegal Mireyeong felt her lower body sticking to her son’s manhood.
Her son was pretending to be a gisaeng, using the fact that his face was covered to deceive her.
“Even so, I’ve already come in, so this shameful scene must stop now…”
“You call this a shameful scene? This is her job. It’s a job where she gets paid to do what she does.”
“…A dirty whore who satisfies desires, nothing more!”
Whore, whore!
She was born and raised as the direct descendant of Jegal Se-ga.
Without the need to be arrogant to others, she had been recognized for her worth with her outstanding looks and abilities.
The nickname “whore” gave her a thrilling sensation, as if she had briefly glimpsed an abyss without a bottom.
Her body, which combined beauty and power, was being degraded into a tool to satisfy her son’s desires.
“Aah, ah…♥”
[My son, my son…!]
Chapter 67 – “There won’t be any obstacles?” (3)
Jegal Mireyeong felt like she couldn’t breathe.
She thought that Mong-a wouldn’t come to see her son. She had always been reserved, and there had been friction between them earlier.
Besides, she had heard rumors about Mong-a, so she didn’t think she would come to see her son, who was a man.
“Why on earth?”
Swoosh.
The door opened without permission.
“Sohyeop, we need to talk…”
Mong-a stopped with a gasp. She couldn’t see her son’s body, but she could tell from the sound.
She had been caught.
“Now that it’s come to this, I’ll have to make a life or death decision…!”
[Shit…!]
Her son looked quite surprised, but he held his index finger to his lips.
What was he thinking?
“Ah…♥”
Her son’s stopped waist began to move again, and his manhood began to stimulate her sensitive spot.
The sensation of his powerful thrusts, like there was no one else in the world like Mong-a, was truly amazing.
“Sohyeop! What are you doing? There’s someone here, what is this…! Who is that woman anyway?”
“I was relieving my stress by calling in a gisaeng for a few days. I’m the one who should be asking questions. Did I tell you it was okay to come in?”
Kkokkokkok♥
Jegal Mireyeong felt her lower body sticking to her son’s manhood.
Her son was pretending to be a gisaeng, using the fact that his face was covered to deceive her.
“Even so, I’ve already come in, so this shameful scene must stop now…”
“You call this a shameful scene? This is her job. It’s a job where she gets paid to do what she does.”
“…A dirty whore who satisfies desires, nothing more!”
Whore, whore!
She was born and raised as the direct descendant of Jegal Se-ga.
Without the need to be arrogant to others, she had been recognized for her worth with her outstanding looks and abilities.
The nickname “whore” gave her a thrilling sensation, as if she had briefly glimpsed an abyss without a bottom.
Her body, which combined beauty and power, was being degraded into a tool to satisfy her son’s desires.
“Aah, ah…♥”
[My son, my son…!]
“Of course, it’s only natural for you to leave the situation. If you suddenly come and blame me, it’s confusing.”
“…I see. Now that there’s no more business, you can leave!”
Mong-a closed the door with a loud noise and left.
Seeing her son, who had been laughing leisurely, suddenly tense up, made her laugh.
“…Do you think she’s gone?”
“I think so.”
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh♥
As soon as they agreed that Mong-a was gone, her son’s manhood began to thrust roughly into her womb.
“Hmm…♥ Son, when did your mother become a gisaeng?”
“If it made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.”
“Mmm…♥ It can’t be helped, huh? It’s an unavoidable situation, huh…?”
Her son had a look of confusion, but he continued to thrust his manhood with vigor.
“Ad-eul… Mother, ahn♥ should I become a gisaeng too?”
“…What?”
“Ah♥ Only for you, huh? Should I become a gisaeng…?”
Her son’s mouth twitched in surprise.
“Mireyeong…!”
Squish, squish, squish, squish♥
As soon as her son called her name, Jegal Mireyeong felt her lower body responding again.
This wasn’t even a lover’s relationship. It was like he was treating her lower body as an object.
“Yes, my lord…♥”
“Your innermost thoughts are still the same, huh…! You’re truly a skilled woman…!”
Despite his tone, which sounded like he was imitating a high-ranking official, her son continued to thrust his manhood roughly.
If he were to go to the pleasure quarters with this kind of manhood, some gisaengs might even pay him to sleep with them.
“Have you thought about becoming my concubine?”
Her son’s imagination seemed to be running wild, and he began to add more details to his story.
“Hmm, what would your wife say…? Ahn♥”
“Oh, women are like the earth, while men are like the sky. How can you refuse the will of the heavens?”
“Pfft…!”
Jegal Mireyeong burst out laughing, thinking of her son doing laundry.
“Mother… Ahh!”
As if guessing what his mother was thinking, her son tried to subdue her with his fiery manhood.
“My dear son… AhChapter 67 – “There won’t be any obstacles?” (3)
Jegal Mireyeong felt like she was suffocating.
She didn’t expect Mong-a to come to see her son. They had always been at odds, and she had heard rumors about Mong-a, so she didn’t think she would come to see her son, who was a man.
“Why are you here?”
Swoosh.
The door opened without permission.
“Sohyeop, we need to talk…”
Mong-a stopped with a gasp. She couldn’t see her son’s body, but she could tell from the sound.
She had been caught.
“Now that it’s come to this, I’ll have to make a life or death decision…!”
[Shit…!]
Her son looked quite surprised, but he held his index finger to his lips.
What was he thinking?
“Ah…♥”
Her son’s stopped waist began to move again, and his manhood began to stimulate her sensitive spot.
The sensation of his powerful thrusts, like there was no one else in the world like Mong-a, was truly amazing.
“Sohyeop! What are you doing? There’s someone here, what is this…! Who is that woman anyway?”
“I was relieving my stress by calling in a gisaeng for a few days. I’m the one who should be asking questions. Did I tell you it was okay to come in?”
Kkokkokkok♥
Jegal Mireyeong felt her lower body sticking to her son’s manhood.
Her son was pretending to be a gisaeng, using the fact that his face was covered to deceive her.
“Even so, I’ve already come in, so this shameful scene must stop now…”
“You call this a shameful scene? This is her job. It’s a job where she gets paid to do what she does.”
“…A dirty whore who satisfies desires, nothing more!”
Whore, whore!
She was born and raised as the direct descendant of Jegal Se-ga.
Without the need to be arrogant to others, she had been recognized for her worth with her outstanding looks and abilities.
The nickname “whore” gave her a thrilling sensation, as if she had briefly glimpsed an abyss without a bottom.
Her body, which combined beauty and power, was being degraded into a tool to satisfy her son’s desires.
“Aah, ah…♥”
[My son, my son…!]
“Of course, it’s only natural for you to leave the situation. If you suddenly come and blame me, it’s confusing.”
“…I see. Now that there’s no more business, you can leave!”
Mong-a closed the door with a loud noise and left.
Seeing her son, who had been laughing leisurely, suddenly tense up, made her laugh.
“…Do you think she’s gone?”
“I think so.”
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh♥
As soon as they agreed that Mong-a was gone, her son’s manhood began to thrust roughly into her womb.
“Hmm…♥ Son, when did your mother become a gisaeng?”
“If it made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.”
“Mmm…♥ It can’t be helped, huh? It’s an unavoidable situation, huh…?”
Her son had a look of confusion, but he continued to thrust his manhood with vigor.
“Ad-eul… Mother, ahn♥ should I become a gisaeng too?”
“…What?”
“Ah♥ Only for you, huh? Should I become a gisaeng…?”
Her son’s mouth twitched in surprise.
“Mireyeong…!”
Squish, squish, squish, squish♥
As soon as her son called her name, Jegal Mireyeong felt her lower body responding again.
This wasn’t even a lover’s relationship. It was like he was treating her lower body as an object.
“Yes, my lord…♥”
“Your innermost thoughts are still the same, huh…! You’re truly a skilled woman…!”
Despite his tone, which sounded like he was imitating a high-ranking official, her son continued to thrust his manhood roughly.
If he were to go to the pleasure quarters with this kind of manhood, some gisaengs might even pay him to sleep with them.
“Have you thought about becoming my concubine?”
Her son’s imagination seemed to be running wild, and he began to add more details to his story.
“Hmm, what would your wife say…? Ahn♥”
“Oh, women are like the earth, while men are like the sky. How can you refuse the will of the heavens?”
“Pfft…!”
Jegal Mireyeong burst out laughing, thinking of her son doing laundry.
“Mother… Ahh!”
As if guessing what his mother was thinking, her son tried to subdue her with his fiery manhood.
“My dear son… Ah
As my son demanded an answer, I pretended to hesitate and he forcefully slapped my waist.
“Accept it! Be my mistress!”
“No…♥ I have a husband…♥”
“You’re mine! Get pregnant!”
His desire crawled out again, a dark desire to impregnate his mother, even though it was immoral.
That desire was infecting my heart like a disease.
As I changed my mind from not caring about getting pregnant to wanting to get pregnant, my heart was turning black.
Without realizing it, Jegal Mireyeong opened her mouth.
“I’ll get pregnant…♥ Son’s baby, haaang♥ I’ll give birth…!”
“Mother…! I’ll buy you rice!”
“Buy it…! Haaang♥ Fill the mother’s womb with the baby…!”
“Get pregnant!”
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“Accept it! Be my mistress!”
“No…♥ I have a husband…♥”
“You’re mine! Get pregnant!”
His desire crawled out again, a dark desire to impregnate his mother, even though it was immoral.
That desire was infecting my heart like a disease.
As I changed my mind from not caring about getting pregnant to wanting to get pregnant, my heart was turning black.
Without realizing it, Jegal Mireyeong opened her mouth.
“I’ll get pregnant…♥ Son’s baby, haaang♥ I’ll give birth…!”
“Mother…! I’ll buy you rice!”
“Buy it…! Haaang♥ Fill the mother’s womb with the baby…!”
“Get pregnant!”
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As I recalled the sight of shamelessly exposing my grotesque desires in front of myself, I couldn’t help but think that I could have done the same thing.
Monga hated men. Monga hated her own beauty.
Because of men, because of her own beauty, Monga had to lose everything and resort to prostitution.
“Hyeonyu, run away… You have to live at least… “
After her husband died, Monga gave up on interacting with any other men in the world.
“Calm down, it’s nothing special.”
The man she was with wasn’t even someone she had any kind of relationship with. She was only accompanying Jegal Mireyeong at the request of Hwangbo Hyoseon.
She tried to have a conversation with him for a moment because she felt a change in her heart, but that was all she could do after realizing his true colors.
The sight of the radiation room she saw after decades was a bit confusing, but she herself had experienced radiation with her husband.
It wouldn’t be long before this memory faded away, and the physical sensation would be erased as well.
Ah, it feels good.
After heating up the water she had prepared in advance, I got into the bathtub with my mother, getting along well.
“Son, are you uncomfortable? Should I wash you later?”
“Let’s stay together.”
I brushed off my mother’s words. It’s good to be soaking together like this, but she doesn’t seem to know that.
My penis was still getting bigger and poking my mother’s buttocks, but I had to hold back because it seemed like it would turn into a boner soon.
“Is Monga’s situation okay…? I wonder if you’ll spread your story around later.”
“It’ll be okay.”
Monga seems to have a lot of things she can’t say. Would such a person really spread rumors about this issue?
Mother knows that it’s unlikely, but she must still be worried.
But in fact, I don’t care if it spreads. What can they do if I legally bought a prostitute and fucked her?
“Thank you for giving birth to me, mother.”
“Well, you still have to match your father’s time a little bit…”
It was the basic rule of prostitution. Even if you don’t remember the sex, you’ll never believe that it’s your child unless it’s Bluetooth sperm.
“Well, should we go to the hospital to do a DNA test?”
Mother nodded shyly. Anyway, the story is that sex will continue in the future.
If it had been unlocked a little faster, I could have given my father some drugged alcohol and made an alibi by having sex.
Then I could have already impregnated her, it’s a shame.
“Then mother can’t introduce her son to anyone…”
It seems that my mother had planned to take me to a gathering of martial arts experts like Guryongjaengpae and introduce me to them.
In the martial arts world, one might think that only skill matters, but let me tell you, etiquette is just as important here.
The disciples of the Nine Schools of the External Arts, the direct heirs of the Five Great Masters, behave like the rich people of Cheongdam-dong.
Some unknown person suddenly appears and defeats the masters belonging to such a powerful faction?
Even if they become a martial arts hero, they will be treated like a small fry, and if they are unlucky, they might end up as a male prostitute.
“Mother, then what about the Monga incident…”
“…Since it has come to this, it would be best if she leaves now… If not, we’ll have to resort to some tough measures.”
My mother’s eyes were scary, like someone who goes crazy after tasting the deliciousness of meat in a vegetarian diet, after starving herself for days and barely enjoying sex.
I don’t know what these tough measures are, but please, please let’s part ways tomorrow morning!