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EP.219 Ordinary Days 2 

While Jihan was enjoying his peaceful sex life, the shaman was more excited than usual. She was waiting for Cheon Nabi to arrive to give her a massage, and although she knew Nabi would be there soon, she couldn’t calm herself down. 

“Hmm… I feel like an alcoholic,” she muttered. 

Cheon Nabi’s massages felt great. The warmth and softness of the cream spread lovingly across her body was nice, but lately as Nabi had suggested soaking herself fully in semen cream was the true highlight. It felt as if the cream’s ingredients permeated every cell in her body. 

Thus, unwinding at the end of the day with a half-body soak had become the shaman’s sole hobby. 

“I never thought I’d get this addicted…” 

Usually anticipation for the massage was pleasant, but today she felt restless. 

“Hmm…” 

As she pondered the reason, she recalled what happened earlier that day. 

“That might be why.” 

Images of Jihan and his family having sex were etched in her mind. Jihan’s manly cock moving in and out of his sister’s mouth, his fragrant semen sliding down her throat, then ravaging her virgin pussy, breaking her, her proud, sassy look twisted into foolish arousal. 

Whenever she remembered these scenes, she felt a tickling in her lower stomach. 

But what lingered most was how Medical Director Cheon Ari’s attitude had changed. Although she willingly offered herself for her beloved son, she’d felt shame and guilt then, after just a few thrusts, had started howling like a bitch in heat. 

Whether her mother realized it or not, Jihan went at her pussy as if using a sex toy. 

Just watching those scenes left the shaman desperate for relief, which led her to touch Jihan more and more. 

“So hard… so hot…” 

She had noted his qualities from the start his good looks, intoxicating aura, and abundance of masculine energy were evident even to her. 

But that wasn’t the end Jihan was like an onion; the deeper you went, the more virtues revealed themselves. His cock and stamina were legendary, enough to earn ‘beyond grade’ status. His natural charisma captivated women instantly. Even humble origins didn’t hold him back. 

He was so exceptional, she’d at one point suspected he might’ve been planted as a spy. But Jihan had dispelled even that suspicion. 

It was at that point she sensed: 

This man could help realize her dreams. 

He could be an extremely useful tool. 

Through superior genetics, she could birth the greatest genius and send them forth to rule the world. 

All that would remain would be walking the flower path  

That was his role, she thought. But now, as she grew fascinated by his body, her attention wandered elsewhere too. 

“Well, having a little fun along the way isn’t too bad.” 

Why, hadn’t Cheon Nabi said the same? Parents who love each other raise healthier, smarter children. 

Nodding with satisfaction, the shaman suddenly grew serious. 

“But… is sex really that pleasurable?” 

She slipped out of her clothes and looked down at her own pussy. 

“Like this…” 

She reached down to part her moist folds. 

It was so tight. 

“That such a big thing could go in here? Hmm, even with all the juices, it just sounds painful.” 

Receiving massages from Cheon Nabi had developed her sensitivity. 

Her body was now more sensitive than most women’s and would only become more so. 

At this rate, just holding Jihan’s hand might send her over the edge. 

But the shaman had never actually been touched by a man and so didn’t realize how depraved her body was becoming. 

She simply credited Nabi’s massage skills for her growing sensitivity and pleasure, not suspecting how well her pussy might accept Jihan’s cock. 

If anything, the thought of such a big cock entering her made her a little scared. 

The moment she realized her feelings were fear, her pride was wounded. 

She, the destined ‘god’, ruler above all, wasn’t supposed to be intimidated by something so trivial as sex. 

“To think I’d be afraid of something like intercourse… that’s pathetic.” 

In truth, she had never wanted such acts. 

But history proves the importance of heirs  

A stable group needs successors, and fierce competition produces the most capable ones. 

For that reason, she needed to have as many children as possible. 

Although usually she never did anything she didn’t want, this time she put ambition above pride. 

“From now on, the massages should be delivered by my husband himself.” 

The shaman had never physically touched a man in her life. 

She could have slept with a stud in her youth but avoided it as filthy. 

But Jihan was different not just in background, but in every way she’d ever evaluated men. 

If she hadn’t approved, she wouldn’t be marrying him, nor would she have spent today touching his body and nipples so wantonly. 

As she mused  

“By the way, the expedition’s report is late. Did they perhaps fall victim to those cunning sluts?” 

She mumbled this, troubled. 

** 

“Good morning, cock.” 

Pushing aside the blanket, I greeted my cock with a morning hello. 

I stretched and looked around. 

Half-naked women lay scattered, sleeping members of yesterday’s <Cockslut Training Seminar>. 

Most were girls I’d only slept with once, so I’d made extra effort last night. 

As a result, I’d barely slept, but felt great. 

“Mmm…” 

I reached over and started fondling the chest of a girl napping with stained panties on her face. Trying to guess who she was by feel, I closed my eyes and focused on the shape of the nipple too many candidates. 

When I lightly tickled the end, 

“Haa~♥” 

She let out a moan in her sleep her voice alone identified her. 

“Dambi, huh.” 

Dambi preferred gentle teasing to rough handling, 

She loved light licking of the areola even more than sucking hard. 

“Dambi.” 

I called her as I licked around her nipple but got no reply. 

“If you don’t wake up, I’ll have to rape you.” 

Saying so, 

“Fft!” 

She chuckled, clearly already awake. Of course, I’d guessed. 

“What do you mean rape between us… oh! Unless you mean you want to do rape-play, just say so.” 

Dambi shot me a sly smile as she eyed my morning wood. 

She’d become a total pervert living with me the proud, sassy girl I first met was no more. 

Sometimes, I missed that side of her and asked her to make that face for me. 

As she reached for my cock, stroking it, I said: 

“Let’s save the rape-play for next time shouldn’t we wake up everyone else?” 

“Yeah, you’re right. If I want to have you to myself, I better hurry and kick them out.” 

She then eagerly took my cock in her mouth. 

After cumming in her mouth, I watched Dambi rouse the other girls and send them away. 

Sleepy women protested, but couldn’t win against Dambi’s possessiveness. 

I noticed that Francesca was helping Dambi out too. 

Soon, the two of them clung to me in the now-empty room. 

“Aren’t you going to open the barn doors?” 

I asked, and Dambi replied, 

“Lick…♥ No guests today.” 

“Huh? What, is my popularity already fading?” 

“No way I just didn’t accept anyone today.” 

“Are you sure?” 

When I kept pressing, annoyed at the interruption, Dambi shot me a look as if she’d bite my nipple the next time I spoke. 

“You’re marrying the shaman now. You’re living here, but you’re not just a stud anymore. It’s fine.” 

Dambi threatened me with one more comment, then glanced toward Francesca. 

Seeing Francesca just wordlessly suck my cock made Dambi smile seemed like she was testing her limits, seeing how much rudeness she could get away with. 

Why Francesca had the final say rather than me, I didn’t know, but whatever. 

She was so focused on my nipple, I held my tongue. 

“Ah, Francesca, I’m about to cum.” 

Spurt, spurt♥ 

“Mm…♥ Gulp…gulp…♥ Phaa… It’s always so sweet. Truly, Young Master’s semen is the greatest delicacy.” 

“Stop, you’re embarrassing me.” 

“Um… Main Wife Francesca?” 

“Are you ready to… yes, what is it?” 

"Well…" 

Dambi hesitated in the face of Francesca’s blank look like she wanted to say, “You made him cum, now it’s my turn, right?” 

Francesca, knowing this, played dumb. 

If the main wife acts that way, what could a concubine do? 

“…It’s nothing.” 

Dambi quietly folded looking so pitiful. 

Francesca, for her part, couldn’t ignore the sight. 

On the outside, cold, but with a warm pussy Francesca. 

She knew how to be kind to Dambi and Juhee. 

“Then, how about leaving it to Young Master? Lie beside me.” 

Dambi scrambled to lie next to Francesca before she could change her mind, gazing at me anxiously. 

“Young Master, just take the one you want.” 

Francesca said it with confidence, sure I’d never choose anyone over her. 

Seeing her so self-assured made me want to tease her. 

“Really? In that case…” 

Pretending to go for Francesca, I suddenly rammed into Dambi. 

Thrust! 

“Ahh♥!” 

Dambi came instantly from the unexpected joy. 

Her delight was matched by Francesca’s disappointment. 

“W-why…?” 

I kept thrusting into Dambi as Francesca mumbled in shock. 

“I’ll tire Dambi out first then I’ll be with you. Francesca, you’re so basic, it’s fine to wait.” 

“I’ll make you regret saying that.” 

Francesca immediately started touching me. 

Then  

“Enngh!” 

Spurt, spurt♥ 

She used a magic spell on me that I, as an incubus, couldn’t even use making my cock hypersensitive and spilling semen. 

“That’s cheating!” 

Even when I protested, Francesca ignored me. Instead, she said to Dambi, 

“Now’s your chance turn Young Master’s cock soft!” 

After that, left with a useless cock, I got thoroughly ravished.