What is this?
An alarm popped up and I checked, and there was a donation.
A love call of 1000 coins sent by Kim Se-jeong.
It's good to appeal that you want to do something dirty quickly, but why are you called this?
"Mr. Ghost?"
This is what Ayoung used to call me.
A word I haven't heard in a long time made me think back to the past.
She slowly tightened the siege, as if constricting her from all directions, and at an unexpected moment, she identified her identity.
It was my first time getting caught, so I was really scared, but now that I look at it, it's all just a memory.
It made me smile.
But what is this anxiety that occupies a corner of my heart?
'It is an expression that has been revealed and appears in the novel itself, so of course it can be used...'
What should I say? Deja vu?
I continued to read the sponsorship details while rubbing my goosebumps.
[Mr. Ghost~ Mr. Ghost~ When is the next meeting? I'm so lonely.]
The tone of voice does not seem lonely at all, and the content seems to be somehow supported by voice.
Now that I think about it, it's been about a week since I haven't seen Kim Se-jeong.
I'm a very busy person, and I also had midterm exams, so I couldn't help it.
Should I go and show my face after such a long time?
Sending a message also means that the time is right now.
-You can do it at any time, but is there a specific situation where you want to do it?
Yahangeojoa: Um... I'm just resting right now, so please come. Then something will come to mind.
[Yahanga Joa donated 1000 coins.]
She responded right away as if she had been waiting. Since it's the weekend, the schedule seems to be empty.
I was also bored, so it turned out well.
First, let's go check what the situation is.
Just in case, I sent you a transparent avatar.
The background gradually began to change, and the place we arrived at was her personal lodgings.
"Hmm… I called, but what should I do? Maybe I should have thought about it first and called…"
The person who called me was lying in bed. In very comfortable clothes, I rolled around holding on to his cell phone.
Thanks to the slightly pushed up short sleeves, bare skin was subtly visible.
Isn't this a very leisurely thing for calling me?
I watched it for about 30 seconds and then changed it to translucent.
"Ugh! Surprise..."
When he appeared right next to the bed, she was shocked and her shoulders shook.
However, in just one second, his expression returned to its original state and he grinned.
"It's been a really long time, writer."
-hi. But unlike Huwon, he doesn't seem that lonely?
"It's my mood. It's my mood. Oh, don't look down so scary, just sit here."
Kim Se-jeong tapped the end of the bed with her foot.
It seemed a bit cocky, but to me it was just cute.
dump.
As I sat on the edge, I was concerned about my legs shaking up and down.
As I gently stroked the smooth, well-covered area, she smiled sinisterly.
"What is it? I guess the writer secretly wanted to do it too? As soon as he came, he touched me."
-I just meant to stay still because I was worried.
"Hey, if you want to touch it, you can keep touching it. It's not going to wear out and it's okay if you're the author."
-it's okay. I don't want to do it because it's too perverted.
"Huh... taking it out while getting hit."
Kim Se-jeong laughed and turned off her cell phone. She straightened up and suddenly tried to give me a back hug from behind.
He wrapped his arms around my neck, pressed his chest against my back, and got closer and closer.
When the bulge became like a steamed bun, she whispered quietly.
"So, what have you been doing so far?"
-I spent my time writing a novel.
"Ah... You've been dating women other than me? That's why you've been so inactive these days..."
She is strangely obsessive and friendly.
Moreover, my conscience was pricked for no reason by the words that seemed to contain thorns.
Regardless, Kim Se-jeong leaned her chin on my shoulder.
"Hmm…"
He let out a long moan in my ear and began to look at my body with an observing gaze.
Carefully from head to toe.
"But right now, this is Park Woo-jin, right?"
-Oh, right.
"As expected... But why doesn't the author come in his own person? Is it because he's a pot-bellied guy and he's not confident?"
-You have to look like this to like it.
"Please be careful what you say. If anyone hears it, they might think I like Park Woo-jin.
-no? I know you've had sex a few times so far. That's how much I feel...
Tup!
Suddenly, Kim Se-jeong covered my mouth with his palm.
There was no way it would stop me because it was an electric sound anyway, but I stopped talking for now.
"Ha...don't even say such horrible things. What kind of guy do I like? I'm just delusional."
-The hotel said it was so good that it made you want to die? First, I seduce her, bring her into the room, and then have sex with her. Isn't this okay?
"That's right, I remembered it because it was a hotel… but then why did you just go there?"
The arms that were hugging me gained strength.
The strong will to never let go until he answers was clearly conveyed.
Actually, it seemed strange even to me at the time.
So, I blurted out the excuse I had thought of in advance.
-I knew Park Woojin was there at the time, but you realized it too late. So she created the situation by teasing him in advance.
"Uhm... So you only touched it briefly at the beginning of the fan signing event?"
-We got to know each other during break time, so I skipped out. It's more fun if you two do it yourself rather than me, right?
"Loach. That thing gets away easily."
Kim Se-jeong snorted and gave a reaction that did not fit the context.
As I tilted my head, Kim Se-jeong tapped my stomach as if to tell me not to worry.
Then he got up from the bed.
Wondering where to go, he took the remote control and pointed at the large TV in front.
The screen turns on with a pop.
He skillfully entered NewTube and started typing his name.
"Well, okay. Anyway, do you remember the waiting room from last time? The one we did before recording."
-Of course I am.
"They said the recording at that time was a huge hit? Did they say the facial expressions were sexy or overflowing with sensuality?"
-It was a natural result since semen was being put inside the vagina.
"I almost died from straining because I was afraid it would leak."
-That's why it was a huge hit.
"You're good at lifting your spoon backwards."
I could hear him muttering to himself, but I tried to ignore it.
At the same time, a video was played. She was Kim Se-jeong, dancing and singing hard.
We stopped talking for a moment and looked at each other quietly.
'I feel like the camera can't capture everything in reality.'
Of course, it was very pretty, but when I watched it up close, something was lacking.
At that time, I felt a warm body temperature on my thighs.
When I lowered my eyes, I saw a thin finger creeping up.
I pretended not to notice and stayed still, and in an instant, my dick was completely penetrated.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he started shaking up and down with his eyes fixed on the TV.
Swoosh... Swoosh...
What situation is this? Suddenly hitting on her goddaughter.
You're showing a lot of strange behavior today.
For now, what's good is what's good, so I let it do whatever it wants.
As I was feeling the creeping pleasure, she suddenly pressed the stop button.
"Oh, that's right. It was really dangerous back then. Can you see his frowning eyes now?"
-What's dangerous?
"I moved so violently that it leaked all the way to the entrance, right? I lost concentration for a moment and almost ruined the recording."
-lie.
"really."
I opened my eyes wide for confirmation. Perhaps in fact, Kim Se-jeong's legs in the screen were subtly gathered inward.
They did that to store my semen.
Blood rushed to my cock.
She burst out laughing at that sight.
"There's more back."
In that way, we were able to see a total of three crises. Along with the explanation I heard directly from myself.
Squeak...squeak...snip...
Before I knew it, the Cooper fluid that had flowed out made a rubbing sound against Kim Se-jeong's hand.
Although it was slow, the stimulation of tapping the base of the glans made me arch my back.
But the good feeling didn't last long.
"Wait a minute. I'm sure I left that somewhere in the corner of the room…"
He rummaged around with his hand and pulled out something.
It was the same outfit as the one on the screen.
"Ta-da! I brought it for you as a special request. What do you think? Would you like me to wear it?"
of course.
I nodded vigorously.
"Then close your eyes and wait a moment. If it pops up in the middle, it's not fun, so don't watch it."
As she said, I stared at the wall for about 3 minutes.
I immediately felt a stabbing in the back and turned around to see Kim Se-jeong, whom I had seen then, standing in front of me.
There was a lot less lighting and light, but she still shined.
He was looking at me with the same confident pose as on stage.
As I was mesmerized for a moment, my orange hair was flowing.
"how is it?"
-Very pretty.
"Is that really the end?"
-It's so pretty that it's almost blinding?
"Your expressive skills are really poor. Even though you are a writer."
Kim Se-jeong chuckled and placed her knee between my legs.
He squirmed, then put more and more weight on me and pushed me back.
dump.
We looked into each other's eyes for a moment in an overlapping position.
"When I wore this, it reminded me of the game I wanted to play."
-What.
"Let it be like this. And."
She took out her cell phone from her pocket.
I wanted to do something and started playing with my fingers several times.
The results were very disastrous.
Weeeeeee... Weeeeee...
A phone call from real life.
I quickly checked and found that it was a video call, not a regular phone call.
"Anyway, the writer is wearing Park Woo-jin's body, so I thought it would be even worse if he did it while looking at his face."
Difficulty level increases rapidly.
hell mode on.