I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

The ride back to Incheon in the AV was almost the same as the one to Pyongyang.

Sex with Go Minji.

The only difference was that she was furious this time—but I wasn’t particularly worried.

It’s not like I did anything that terrible, and she’s a woman who’s already halfway obsessed with my cock. I figured once I put it in, her anger would melt away.

But—what the fuck?

“...? Why’s it so soft and squishy?”

“...”

Guess I busted too much into Go Hayoung. My dick's rigidity was having issues.

Well, I guess part of it's mental too. I’d been going nonstop—sucking, licking, fucking—for three straight days. Kind of dulled my excitement for women in general.

Even with Minji’s beautiful face and those goddess-tier curves, I was a little less turned on than usual.

Before, I’d be at a hundred—now I’d say it’s more like seventy, maybe eighty percent.

If it weren’t for my sex addiction trait, would I even be functioning right now?