552. Gujarati12 (1/2)

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Susie threw her phone away.

“I'm sick and tired of this. ”

Then I heard a knock on the door.

Knock, knock.

“Susie, come over for dinner. ”

Susie, lying on the bed with the south side wide open, wakes up. Then I suddenly remembered to lock up the visit and regained my relaxation. This was a place where no one could set foot without his permission.

“Yes, Mom. I'll be right out.”

A polite voice that can't be found in a muddled image. SSG took a dirty pose to accommodate his followers' demands and hid their tracks.

She arranges the masturbatory device deeply into the drawer and does mind control to get back to the nerd resin.

‘Sunday lunch with my dad, so be as discreet as possible. ’

I erased the dark lipstick I had painted on my lips. When I tied up the long hair dyed brown, the face of a real college girl shined on the mirror.

Such a neat face.

White skin without any toilet was fluffy like a child. The big, puffy eyes and the slightly saggy eyes really matched the words ”pure virginity.”

She smiles, celebrating the perfect transformation.

“That's enough. That's enough. ”

When I went out to the kitchen, my father was spreading the newspaper. He read the newspaper with a serious face like a man who carries all the worries of the world. He looked at Susie, lifting up his flowing glasses. At the same time, the nagging started as usual.

“What's with the outfit? ”

“Yes?”

Susie was frozen solid.

My father always took care of her.

“Even in the house, the skirt is the length. Tsk, tsk.”

“I'm sorry. I'm wearing comfortable clothes. ”

Susie made up her mind. Even though I trimmed my clothes as little as possible, I couldn't satisfy my hard father. My mother, who was worse than me, dried him up.

“This guy again. It's the weekend. Why don't you put some clothes on? Susie is a big college student now · ·. ”

“Being a lady means being bothered. You're such a cheapskate, you're just a bad kid. ”

Mother also kept her mouth shut because of Father's scorn.

Susie tightened her head again and again.

“Sorry, I'll just change into my pants. ”

Susie thought, going back to her room.

‘I can't breathe. This is gonna drive me crazy. ’

My father, a partner attorney at the giant law firm, was a dictator. My mother, who was a full-time housewife, was stuck with my father.

With all the money he made, he lived in luxury all his life, so he would have the right to speak. My mother, who had always been a dream in the beginning, was a woman who regarded her husband's words like heaven.

A conservative father thoroughly controlled his only daughter.

From elementary school until now.

She was a puppet's life, moving in the direction of her father.

I had to go to law school, for the honor of my family, and prepared for law school that I didn't want to go to. The father who pushed her into the National Guard Law School said:

Law school has a certain percentage of its college background. It would be a lot easier for the National Guard to go to law school than to compete so hard for the top law school. Your grades haven't changed.

His father, who was the head of the training institute, did not acknowledge Susie. He said he had never missed first place, but he did not hit the all-bag.

You really don't have the talent for studying.

I've never had a dull child like you in my family.

He was a judge, and he was also a local genius. It was impossible to satisfy the father who was always first in his class, ranking them in the national sphere.

Luckily, unlike when we saw the notice, there's a way to get into law school.

The reason why the trainee's comrade went to the national school law, which was the principal's, was also possible, because she had thoroughly ignored her skills.

As a result, Susie was in a position to go to a university she had no heart for and study law school she had no interest in.

Resin came back to the room and nervously took off her skirt.

5CM above the knee. Never, it was not a short skirt. Father will be stunned if he knows how short skirts are worn by his peers these days.

When I pulled down my skirt, I saw white panties.

The thin legs were shining like marble.

”I'm annoyed. No matter how pretty you look. You won't be able to show me anyway. ’

I was resin, the owner of the body, but I always had to go in plain clothes with my father's excessive interference and control.

The skirt is below the knee.

Never wear a blouse with a slight shine inside.

No makeup or accessories.

I was stubborn until high school, but since I became an adult, I felt resentful. She desperately searched for the freedom sphere, and eventually went from SNS to anonymous activity in the space.

'Yes, let's take a picture of the missing bottom concept. ’

Susie suddenly felt compelled and even took off her panties. Then he hid himself under the veil to the south of where he was wearing it. I felt something was missing when I held up the camera and took the mirror.

‘I can't tell if I'm wearing pants or undressed. ’

She pulls her panties down to her ankles and over her thighs. I was a little excited to take a picture for my followers earlier, and the inside of my panties was wet.

Okay, this is gonna make you look like a pair of underpants, all right? ’

Susie took a selfie in her missing underwear, panty-wearing pose. A dirty, provocative pose that her father would have played if he had seen it.

She posted photos and tagged them on Instagram.

SSG1004 # Before lunch # Missing underwear # Wet panties # Removing hair?

When Susie changed back into her pants and went down to the kitchen, she couldn't find anything that was obscene just now. She hid her double life thoroughly and pretended to be her quiet daughter at home.

My father, who kept reading the newspaper, murmured.

“This case is finally on Masscom. ”

“What case? ”

“Why, you had an independent one the other day. ”

“You mean Han Young-chul? ”

“Yes. He consulted me once. Turned the trial upside down and acquitted me. ”

“Is that so?”

“I think the co-perpetrator has overturned his statement. But I'm a little nervous. I told her there was no other way. How do you boil a suspect? Susie, what do you think of the midterm exam? ”

My father, who was talking to my mother, suddenly started talking. He was always like this. I did not intend to have a proper conversation except on topics that I was interested in. He reigned like a king in the house.

“I guess grades only come at the end of the semester. ”

“But don't you have a hunch? ”

“Well, I did my best. ”

My father kicked my tongue with an unworthy look.

“I told you before. It doesn't matter what you do best. If you don't show me the results, then it's useless. ”

“· · Yes. ”

“The best thing for everyone is to do it. It's important to be the best. I deliberately lowered my score and sent it to nationals, but if I don't get it done, what's my face gonna look like? ”

“Stop it. I'm gonna pretend to be eating him. ”

“You're out. Because you're so cheap. ”

As the nagging started again, resin peered under the table at the smartphone.

Like ♥ Notifications were pouring in like a flood.

It was the only comfort of her life, like prison.

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Mina ordered the delivery food after a lot of hot sex.

“How can you be so · · · · good? ”

Mina asks with a happy expression.

“Was it okay?”

“Of course. I still feel like I'm going to fall. What should I do for afternoon classes? ”

Like Mina, I often freeze in the long run.

Her strong tightening was still at its best. I was able to endure it because I had not neglected to grow.

“Why don't you take a break for the weekend? ”

“I want to rest, too. But if it spreads in a month, people will starve. It's time to work hard. ”

“You're all boss now. You must make a lot of money. ”

“What do you do when you make so much money? I don't even have a boyfriend to share it with. ”

Mina announces her condition.