Their children had long since left the nest. Sohwa didn’t know where Yongbeom and Hwibeom were or what they were doing, but she felt confident that she had fulfilled her duties as a mother.
‘Having raised them well and sent them off, surely they would be fine on their own!’
Curiously, after her children left, she began to feel that stir within her again.
It seemed that with winter approaching, her body was preparing for another season of mating. It was a natural cycle, but it still felt strange.
With a soft thud, Sohwa closed her book and turned to face Dohwi, raising herself up slightly.
“More than that, I’m worried about your member.”
“My member?”
“Yes! Now put that egg away. Is everything alright with you?”
Dohwi quietly set the egg aside.
Sohwa, with genuine concern, furrowed her brows and began to untie his pants.
“My face nearly got bruised, so yours must have hurt too. Tsk, tsk.”
