At the End of the Hidden Greenery - Chapter 162

“Ah, it’s back…”

Callan’s hair color had returned to its golden blonde.

Callan ran his fingers through his restored locks and nodded slightly.

“It seems so. This was the last thing to change.”

“That’s good…”

Jiwoo smiled warmly as she gazed at him. Though it had felt like a long process, it seemed his transformation was nearing completion, and soon, the Callan she was familiar with would be entirely restored.

Callan fixed his eyes on Jiwoo’s smiling face, then let out a deep sigh.

“Seo Jiwoo, ah, I can’t hold back anymore.”

Without warning, Callan hurriedly unfastened his pants. His pillar sprang free, standing tall as if it was about to burst. It was astonishing how something so stiff and prominent had been contained.

His girth, as thick as a child’s forearm, was as striking as ever, and imagining how the slight curve of his shaft stimulated every sensitive spot inside made her excited.

The color wasn’t as deep as Jiwoo had imagined. In his former light skin form, his skin was paler, and his manhood had stood out vividly in comparison. It had an intense red that contrasted with his gentle demeanor.

Now there was a delicate pink at the tip, and the veins, while still prominent, were in a lighter color. Perhaps because of its unfamiliar look, it looked almost like a sculpted masterpiece rather than a human body.

Except for the fact that it pulsed with life, it was more of a bizarre creature than a sculpture.

A bead of pre-release dripped languidly from the tip as Callan gripped himself and pulled Jiwoo into his arms.

“Before anything, may I…?”

“…Huh?”

Was he asking to start while sitting? Given his unique shape, missionary wasn’t always the easiest position. Maybe that’s what he meant by asking for permission.

But before Jiwoo could understand further, Callan began moving.

“Ah… Callan?”

“Huht, haa…”

Callan exhaled softly while gripping his shaft and shaking it.

Right in front of her. While maintaining eye contact.

Could Callan really have no sense of shame?

Jiwoo’s face flushed in embarrassment. When she instinctively tried to move away, Callan tightened his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

“Ca, Callan?”

“Yes, Seo Jiwoo. Just call my name with those lips. Haa.”

Callan just went about it, whether he didn’t intend to explain it or if he couldn’t hear it with excitement.

He held his p*nis and began to shake them in earnest. He moved his hands lewdly while staring at Jiwoo with a face full of lust.

However, it was strange that even his shallow appearance looked beautiful. When Jiwoo avoided her gaze in embarrassment, he put his forehead together.

“Seo Jiwoo, look at me.”

With that plea, Jiwoo was unable to respond. Instead, her eyes darted around and she finally managed to stammer.

“Why, why are you doing this? Aren’t we going to?”

Callan didn’t stop. Instead, he pressed his lips together, holding back groans. His voice was clouded with lust but surprisingly the content was quite composed.

“You react so much to my saliva, haa. Can you imagine what my seed might do to you? I won’t put it inside.”

“….”

“I’ll take care of it myself since the purpose is detoxification.”

“….what?”

He meant he was going to continue touching himself, with Jiwoo right there.

“No, Callan, you already make me happy, so why don’t we just—”

Jiwoo tried to stop his hands because she could handle it thanks to her Akarna’s powers.

But as her hand grazed his, it meant it touched his flesh directly.

“Seo Jiwoo, no…. kugh!”

Then, in an instant, there was a sudden, powerful release.

Callan let out a rough breath.

“Ah, haaht…”

So with the thing on Jiwoo’s hand. His climax didn’t end with a single spurt but continued, he poured out all of his release. The force of it splattered over Jiwoo who was close to him.

“Ca, Callan…”

She only touched it with her hand for a moment, but all of a sudden…….

The white and thick liquid splashed up to the chest, perhaps because of its good strength. Most of it spilled over Jiwoo’s stomach. The amount was so large that it didn’t just splash, it dripped. It was like pouring a thick soup over the stomach.

The semen flowing around the pillar looked particularly white, perhaps because only the tip was pink, and the overall column color was dark.

Callan looked at her with loose eyes, and when he saw Jiwoo covered himself with semen, he was wide awake.

“No, no, are you alright?”

Callan tried to clean Jiwoo’s body in a hurry, but their eyes met.

His loved one was covered in his s*men. How can she trust him so much when she saw him like that? Callan barely managed to hold back his eyes when he was about to turn.

And then he pushed himself back.

It was because he thought he could no longer control himself if their bodies touched like this.

However, Jiwoo caught Callan.

“Well, Callan, I think I’m fine. Let’s just… continue?”

No additional foreplay was needed this time.

There was no need for much foreplay.

In fact, this time, the s*x was a little different from what Callan usually does. Callan, who always comes in with Jiwoo ready, just pushed Jiwoo to the bed this time and came in with a whimper.

However, the inner wall, which had already been released and reached its peak several times, gently accepted the flesh that was penetrating through.

“……!”

Jiwoo couldn’t even moan. No, she shouted, but her voice couldn’t come out.

“Haa, hoo……!”

Callan leaned down, pressing his lips to Jiwoo’s neck, his breaths heavy and raw against her skin.

She could hear the man’s breath excited to the limit.

The long bend shape stretched the wall without mercy.

As he bit her earlobes, he put on a murky voice.

“I love you, Seo Jiwoo.”

He started to move while chewing on her ear.

“I, haa, love you. Aah…”

“Ung! Uhng, aht, ah!”

The semen from earlier had a sweet and fragrant smell as if she had entered a flower garden. And, as they rubbed against each other’s bodies, it became denser and denser.