We are working hard to follow the video with the laptop in front of us.
At first, an awkward atmosphere was formed conscious of each other, but now it has been a long time since it has been released naturally.
"Um... this position is a little difficult."
"It's easy for me. I think Woojin's body is very stiff."
"Then help me a little bit. I think it's going to be a close call."
"Okay. I'll press your back, tell me right away if it hurts."
Now I was in a posture with my legs stretched out, my body bent forward and my arms brought together.
No matter how many times I reach out, it's soft to reach my toes, so I asked for help, and her small hand touched her back.
It was soft and slightly embedded with calluses, so it felt mysterious.
"Ah...! Wait a minute. I feel like my back is going to break."
"Is this all you can do?" It'll reach you in a little while, so cheer up."
But the power from it was beyond imagination.
I don't know where that kind of power comes from that thin-looking arm.
Is that the actual compression muscle?
While I was thinking variously to endure the pain, my toe was touched at my fingertips.
I immediately pushed my back and shouted.
"I touched it! Stop, my back is breaking."
"But I succeeded because I did it. Lie down here for a moment and rest."
She smiled and let go of my reaction as if it were funny.
And I sat on the bed instead, making way for me to lie down.
I made my creaking back comfortable lying on the blanket as it was.
Beep beep!
A cool breeze filled the room with the sound of the air conditioner turning on.
In silence, Yoon Hye-yoon glanced at me and put her right hand on her chin.
And he continued to dab his lips as if he had something to say, and eventually took it out of his mouth.
"Excuse me, Mr. Woojin. I have a question. Is it okay?
"What? Yes. Feel free to ask."
"Woojin said I'm pretty earlier."
"What? Oh, yes, I did."
"Can you tell me where I'm pretty?"
As if he was ashamed to ask this, he immediately looked into the air and did something else.
I started rolling my brain when I asked a question that I thought I needed to answer well.
It was surprising that you asked me this directly, but it also meant that you were curious.
"Well, you have a pretty face and a good figure."Have you never heard of this before?"
"That's... I know it pretty much. I've never heard of it before. I don't think I'm confident..."
"Is that possible?" If I were Hyeyoon, I would have had a day full of confidence every day."
"It's a little complicated. "Do you really like this body more than that?"
He lowered his head, looked at his chest, and pinched his stomach with his hand.
It didn't pop out because it was not fat at all, but I tried to force it to stretch it.
Looking at the voice and behavior without confidence, I could see how worried he must have been.
"It's perfect to see. I don't know what you're doing, but don't blame yourself too much."
I consoled myself by looking at my lower chest and face.
I didn't know that my self-esteem would have dropped to that extent just because I didn't come.
"...Thank you. Thanks to you, I got some energy. Woojin always says nice things to hear."
"I'll just say it as it is. I'm saying this because Hyeyoon looks good. I think I'll get all the attention wherever I go."
"Oh, don't take the plane too much. I'm embarrassed if you keep doing that."
She shook her hands, hiding her red face.
I decided to stop the compliment relay here and I picked up my lying body.
"Shall we start again now? I think my back has gotten better, too."
"Oh, I see!"
I sat next to me, answering in a brighter voice as if I had been waiting.
I played the video that I had stopped again.
"Now I'll go with a four-legged position. Please let your hands under your shoulders, your knees under your pelvis."
The instructor in the video began to make a very subtle posture.
a figure reminiscent of a backstabbing
She had a slight eye contact with me, perhaps thinking the same thing.
"Then... Shall we do it?"
"Yes..."
follow one's posture I looked at Yoon Hye-yoon.
There was a natural admiration for her protruding chest, hips, and finely curved waistline.
I made a good excuse because I wanted to look more closely.
"I don't think it's going to be easy to check each other's posture. Should we take turns?"
"Oh, shall I? Then I'll go first."
When I was given permission, I took a public look.
And I wondered if I could touch that body, and somehow looked at the video and compared it to find the difference.
"I think I lowered my waist too low. Please go up a little bit."
I put my palm slightly on Yoon Hye-yoon's solid stomach and raised it up.
I flinched for a moment, but without saying a word, I slowly climbed up following my hand.
"I think my thighs are too forward here. Please pull back a little."
This time, I pushed my thigh from the front.
I've touched my bare skin before, but when I touched it on soft leggings, it felt different.
"Oh, yes..."
Listening to the crawling voice, I pulled my head back.
I could find an axe mark through my buttocks.
One-way cracks were clearly revealed how thick the flesh of the boji was.
When I imagined the inside of it, it began to grow.
It's incomparable to the size that I put my back out in a stale state earlier.
My brain was shouting an emergency but my lower part was following my instinct.
I turned my eyes and tried to calm it down, but my shriveling hips and white spine kept ringing along the video.
In the end, standing in limbo, I just hoped that her exercise would end late.
"Woojin?"
"Yes, yes? Why?"
"I've mastered this posture, so I'll watch you do it now."
If you turn around now, it's a big crisis.
It's a different matter to show off a silhouette glancing over your pants and to get an erection from her figure.
I sat on the floor again and made an excuse.
"Uh... I'll do it a little later. My back hurts all of a sudden."
"Really? Then I'll give you a massage. Please lie down here."
"Oh, no, it's okay."
Her serious and worried expression forced her to listen.
I lay down on the blanket as slowly as possible so as not to get caught.
The ground hurt a little between the floor and my body, but it got better when I moved my body and adjusted the position.
As I lay still while singing the national anthem, my hands came on my back.
She pressed her thumb hard.
As I felt the coolness on my back, her collection began to come up from the blanket.
I didn't know earlier because I was lying down, but now I felt it with my cheeks on.
Thanks to this, an ugly scene came to my mind.
Yoon Hye-yoon covered herself in this blanket and slept every night.
The sleep grew bigger.
"How is it? Is it cool?"
"Yes, I like it. Please press a little more to the right."
I took as long as I could by ordering this and that, but that was also limited.
She slapped me on the back and announced the end.
"Now stand up. This is enough, right?
"I'm tired. Can I get some sleep?"
"Why are you sleeping here when you're next door? Don't close your eyes!"
He grabbed me by the shoulder, shook me, and flicked me aside.
At the same time, my tented pants were proudly revealed in front of her.
"Oh..."
With a short exclamation, the surroundings became quiet.
I opened my eyes and peeped at her.
I covered my face with both hands, but I could see a large eye between my fingers, and my gaze was fixed on my paper.
It's a tremendous situation where it's hard to say anything.
In fact, I've been looking for this deep in my heart, but I was nervous when I came to face it.
"Pretending you didn't see it..."I don't think I'm going to go to the police station, considering the relationship so far...'
I lowered my face, covering my pants with my hands.
I tried to wait for her reaction, but when there was no word, I first spoke out.
"That's... I didn't imagine anything strange, but I was relieved from the massage with the floor pressed down. I'm sorry."
For now, I did a prehistory course.
She shook her hand from side to side in a hurry, as if she had come to her senses at what I said.
"No, no, no, I'm fine. That's possible. I'm really fine."
He turned his head with his face red, but he kept looking at me with a sideways glance.
Yoon Hye-yoon asked a question while waiting while fanning with her hands.
"Is it supposed to be that big?"
"What?"
"No... That...Are men all that big?"
Come to think of it, she had never seen me in person in translucent mode.
At the very least, you'll be guessing the size of the night and the dill.
"I'm a bit big especially."
"How much?"
"More than average...A lot."
Once I spoke, questions poured in endlessly.
Perhaps he was trying to relieve all his curiosity at this opportunity.
At first, she was embarrassed, but when she became active, I felt a little relaxed.
"How can I hate you for this?" It's all right, so don't do that too much."
"Oh, yes...Thank you."
Come to think of it, we were pretty deep.
Dildo and Onahol were caught each other, and while drinking together, they talked about ghosts inside, and they worked out together.
She came next to me and began to pat me on the back.
To be honest, it wasn't a comforting situation for me, but it was something strange to be like this.
Perhaps it was the effect of the energy supplements I had taken so far, I did not think about dying.
A tremendous size that looks like it's going through your pants.
Yoon Hye-yoon joked lightly, perhaps to relieve tension.
"This really doesn't get small. You didn't look at my body like this, did you?
"Oh, just a little bit...There may be."
There was a second silence.
I made a quick excuse because I thought I had made a mistake.
"No, that's not what I meant. She's pretty and has a nice figure, but she's doing that kind of posture...No, but I don't think I had any weird imaginations when I saw Hyeyoon.
"Hush."
She held up her index finger to block me.
He looked a little happy.
"I mean...This means that I'm also responsible for this, right?
"That means..."
"Well, I'll take care of it."
I turned to the side for a moment because I couldn't believe my ears.
There was Yoon Hye-yoon, who had a red face and looked playful, full of expectations, and found something fun.
"Take off your pants."