908. Short-term Alba18

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"Are you crazy? When I fuck a man, I'm a dog, not a man. ’

[You're welcome. You're already a dog, right?]

‘Come on, crazy. ’

Rossi provokes, but he has no intention of responding.

If you don't finish 108 achievements, the 108th thing you want to do when you get a death sickness is gay achievement. Maybe he'll give up even if he dies 107th time.

‘You can't die. Don't even say it, I don't want to do it. ’

[I see. I'm just offering you an opportunity.]

Cristina was caught and brought to the bedroom, but her heart thumped when she saw the cheer that was falling asleep. It was the same with Cristina. When she came into the room, she swallowed her saliva without a single breath.

“Why? Are you scared when you come next to me? So quiet all of a sudden? ”

“Me? Not at all. You think I'm squeezing? ”

Cristina was a little bluffing. I purposely glanced up and took a big hit.

“Tsk!”

“Like this?”

“Ha, don't. ”

“Why? If you're not scared, make a noise. ”

I heard it again.

Bang!

Cristina shudders all over, but eventually shuts up. Rather, I even scratched my back like a cat with the hand holding my neck.

“Don't do it! ”

“You said it wasn't tight. ”

“But you don't have to wake him up on purpose, right? ”

“Tsk.”

I think it's a waste of trouble no more. I threw myself into bed holding Cristina in my arms.

Bang!

Luckily, the bed was expensive and the impact was not transmitted even when two people next to it fell. Simon X.

I kept talking.

“This isn't the first time you've cheated on me, is it? ”

“Ugh, why do you ask? ”

“I'm curious.”

“I'm not going to tell you. ”

“If you don't tell me, I won't stab you. ”

After saying that, I lay motionless on my back.

Cristina looked at me with her eyes glaring at me as she stopped her piston exercises.

“If you don't, you lose. Do I lose? ”

“If you don't, you lose. Am I the only one who loses? ”

“Oh, my God, what are you not saying? ”

“So are you. Come on, tell me. I'm curious. ”

“What a pervert. I don't look fine. ”

“You're not the one who dragged me into being with your boyfriend. ”

“Three.”

“Three? You cheated on me with your best friend three times? ”

“Okay, you got it, pervert? ”

I slowly started bouncing back.

Cristina hugged me again, hugging me as I entered the crowd.

“Why on earth? Weren't you two together because you liked each other? ”

“Good, because he was nice to me when I first came to Korea. ”

“Then why did you have an affair? Three times. ”

“I told you, one day, you wouldn't do it. ”

“I can't believe it. ”

I asked her, burying her face in her bountiful chest.

“What kind of man gives a shit about a woman like you? ”

“Ah, ah. Don't suck my breast.It's a weakness. ”

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“You have to suck it more because it's a weakness. ”

“Haaang.”

Cristina, who was so excited, grabbed me by the back of my head. Okay, he looked like he was going to die.

“It tastes like this. ”

“I mean, really annoying. I thought I was supposed to have affection for me. ”

“Don't you have another woman? ”

“No way! ”

Cristina turns her head and looks down at the wail sleeping. Kind of childish, but angry eyes.

“I checked my phone a few times because I was suspicious, but there was no sign of any other woman. ”

“Maybe she just changed her name to a boy. I do that when I'm having an affair. ”

“I checked every single one of your profiles just in case. They were all men. ”

‘I have little doubt that I will ever meet a man. ’

[I have no choice. How can a woman accept that her boyfriend suddenly turned gay?]

‘Ugh. I'd be more proud if I found out I lost my girlfriend to a man. Maybe we should get lucky. ’

“Or I could actually meet a guy. ”

“A man?”

Cristina suddenly stops speaking.

She was silent, thinking of something troublesome, and told me as if there was something coming to her mind.

“I had a few run-ins with my boyfriends. ”

“Really?"

“Well, I lived with him until a few months ago. ”

“You were living with her? ”

“There was no home at first. ”

“Now?”

“I'm living out there now. ”

“By the way, when I lived with you, did Myungwoo ever fall in love with her boyfriend? She's a woman. She's not lying. ”

“No, I'm a little skeptical. That's why I checked all the video calls. It really was a man.”

Perfect alibi! ’

[I can't believe you even proved it like that.]

‘Cha Myung Woo has been playing with an Elven girlfriend, just as you can see. ’

“Maybe with men. Maybe with men. ”

“Myeong-woo?”

“Why didn't you think of that? ”

“That's ridiculous. Myeong-woo is clear. ”

Cristina's eyes suddenly shake.

Looking at that look, she was convinced that she had a clue, too.

“Why? Do you have any ideas? ”

“Oh, no. That can't be right. ”

“Tell me, I'm a man. Men know men's hearts better. ”

“It · · · · ·. It was a little weird one day. ”

“What?”

“When you come back after going out, all of a sudden you get frustrated. ”

“Insults?”

“Yeah. I thought it was constipation at first. ”

“Yes, you said you were constipated. ”

“But after the cravings ended, I was there, too. ”

“Where are you going?”

“Asshole.”

“Do you even know that word? ”

“Of course.”

“But with your insolence, you could swell your butt, right? ”

“No, I know I have constipation. It's just a simple anal slip when you're feeling horny. But Myungwoo was the opposite. ”

‘That's right, Cha Myung Woo, the bottom-feeder, was insolent about managing his anus. Someone else stabbed me. ’

[Oh my God · · · ·.]

‘Obviously, the anus wasn't normal, and Cristina was suspicious of living with him. ’

“And there's one more thing. ”

“What?"

“A long time ago, a few months before I left the relationship, Myung Woo asked me a strange question. ”

“What?”

“How do you feel when you're stuck? ”

“What?"

“I want to know what it feels like to be stuck. ”

“That's · · · · ·. ”

“Oh, I don't think so. I don't need to be nervous. Don't tell me Myungwoo. ”

“What if he's really gay? ”

“I can't even imagine. And that makes sense? In this room with me, in this bed, we used to put on weight every day. ”

Cristina's words suddenly made me horny.

I can't believe you're fucking someone else's woman, in the bedroom he fucked, and sleeping next to him like this.

The feeling of reversal kicks up to the top of my head.

Ah, this is NTL sentimentality.

Suddenly, the mind of the man who fucked his ex-wife seemed to make sense.

This thrill.

This feeling of conquest.

It's a strange feeling you can't feel in other sex.

‘Ah, here's the thing. Damn it.'

Do you suddenly have a past life in mind?]

‘I just get the feeling. But that doesn't mean I can forgive you. ’

[As expected, Nam-boo · · ·.]

‘I don't care what you say. I was different then, and I'm different now. ’

[After all, Nietzsche was right.]

"What?"

[If you look into the abyss, the abyss will also look into us.]

‘· · · Heh. What do you know about Nietzschegan nudity? ’

I said that, but I honestly didn't think it would happen to me.

Probably since the sister incident. It makes me feel no guilt when I fuck another woman.

Maybe I'm turning into an Abyssal monster, too?

Do I look like the people I really hated?

No, it's not.

Absolutely not.

I don't mess with other women.

Only allow justification and purpose.

At least.

I am different.

I focused on having sex with Cristina to get rid of complicated ideas. I didn't even care that Cha Myung Woong had already fallen. It's just like a cushion or a doll on the side anyway.

There is only me and Cristina here.

I stabbed with all my might.

Like all this blame is on her.

* * *

It was when Myungwoo opened his eyes as if his insides were upside down.

My head aches like a hangover, and I'm so distracted that I can't even discern.

"Ugh, where am I? ’

Your throat burns. Your esophagus is tingling and your mouth feels like you're resting. The memory was faint, but the background was clearly in front of her bedroom.

‘Dammit. I must have been drunk and passed out. I remember going to the tuna house, but I don't remember anything from there. Who drove me home? ’

The thirsty cheerleader tried to open his eyes, but I heard Kyoto next to him.

“Huang, Huang, Doh, Taun! Rough!”

‘Lesson?! ’

Myungwoo's heart sank.

After realizing that the woman who made the voice was Cristina, everything became clear.

He's in my bed! Like Cristina! ’

I was sober, but I couldn't turn my head.

I hear cristina panting in my ears.

“Ow, it's too deep! Ah, ah! It's nothing compared to Myeong-woo! Aah!”

Myungwoo's name came out of Cristina's mouth and she was once again shocked by the electric shock.

Now, my affection was cold, but I was once a fat girlfriend. I can't believe she's having such a joyful conversation comparing herself and the size of the doctrine.

‘Oh, my God. How could you do this next to me? ’

The shock blinded my eyes.

In fact, the cheerleader knew that Cristina was having an affair.

Three times. Cristina doesn't know it, but as she checks her phone, she also peeks at her phone.

And I already knew that I enjoyed being with other men sometimes when I was out of touch or when I lost contact.

But he didn't rebuke her.

I didn't say she was an unclean woman.

It was because she knew it was her responsibility to change like that. He also apologized that after he turned gay, he cheated three times as much as Cristina did.

Actually, I was about to tell you one day.

I don't like you anymore.

No, I don't like women anymore.

So let's say a beautiful goodbye for each other.

However, Myungwoo couldn't just say that until the end. Cristina had an affair, but she always came back to herself, and she thought her body would be the only one left.

She also still had affection for Cristina. I don't enjoy her physically, but Cristina has always been a good girlfriend. Except when you're drunk, you have an accident.

“Huff, huff, huff! Inside, inside. Lesson, full of me! ”

I heard Cristina's voice again.

Myungwoo woke up and felt the urge to tear the two bitches apart.

But then again, wait a minute.

Myungwoo became confused because of her feelings for Cristina or because of her stolen lessons.

He was the one who tried to seduce the discipline first.

Gays like handsome men, too.

I'm attracted to healthy men.

He was handsome and fit.

I wanted to think about it.

There were men who didn't gay at all, and they were gay.

He was the one who sought to teach with the mind of one.

Who can blame whom?

Myungwoo clenched two fists.

The trembling hand was the reason for standing up suddenly and punishing the cheating bitches, and the anger against themselves that did not cause such vengeance.

And I finally realized that enlightenment.

The reason he is frustrated now is because he confirmed that the young man named Dohun was clearly heterosexual rather than because of his girlfriend's betrayal.

‘Ha · · ·. Fuck. ’

Eventually, the cheerleader just lay there like a dead rat until the sex was over. She blames herself for listening to men and women have sex right next to her, but she doesn't have an erection at all.

* * *

“Turn it off!”

The last thing he said was, he burst out his shot.

The completion of the mission was in full swing, so he did not frequent it to the end.

“Ahhhh!”

Cristina trembles and sags as if she's exhausted. As expected, the lesson was great. It wasn't just the big stuff, it was the power and the technique. There was a reason for overconfidence.

“Amazing. You're the best. ”

“Huff. Huff. It's weird to hear that next to your boyfriend. ”

Cristina looks up at you.

He never woke up.

Or maybe he woke up and pretended not to know.

Cristina felt deep despair with joy after sex.

Whatever it is, you can't wake him up with your own wishes.

And I spoke to him as if I had a firm mind.

“A lesson.”

“Huh?"

“I'm going to break up with Myungwoo. ”

“What?"

“I've made up my mind.”

“Now, wait a minute. I love you. ”

“Don't worry. I'm not asking you to take responsibility. I just know my heart. ”

“What?"

“That I don't love Myung Woo anymore. ”

Tears poured down from the eyes of the man who was lying dead. The end of the breakup came in the most cruel way. Maybe it was a necessary tragedy from the moment he liked the man.

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