Chapter 16
Episode 16
The horse training grounds, previously enveloped in silence,
Echoed with the rhythmic clatter of hooves.
The moment Ma Hyun-ji approached the horse and mounted the saddle,
A crowd began to gather.
Adjusting her helmet, she gripped the reins firmly,
Pressing her lower body tightly against the horse.
The horse shook its head briefly from side to side,
Then settled as if accepting the weight of her hips.
At that moment, murmurs began to rise from beyond the fence.
"Is that... Ma Hyun-ji?"
"Wow. Those hips are absolutely killer."
"She's still active, right? Never thought I'd envy a horse."
"Those hips... those hips..."
One by one, the racetrack staff gathered—
Employees who had just finished lunch,
Grooms carrying feed,
Even office workers peeking through parted curtains.
All eyes were fixed on her.
Unfazed by the growing crowd,
Ma Hyun-ji lowered her stance, steadying herself.
Hiiiiing—
As she leaned forward,
The horse snorted, as if tensing up.
The sound of hooves clattered once more—
A signal that she was ready to ride.
"Hyah!"
With a light tap of her legs,
The horse surged forward as if it had been waiting.
With every stride kicking up dirt,
Her 100cm-wide hips, pressed tightly against the horse's back,
Rocked wildly with each movement.
Ma Hyun-ji pulled her slender waist taut,
Balancing with her knees as she synced with the horse's rhythm.
She neither yanked the reins nor shouted—
Only her massive hips controlled the spirited stallion.
Ma Hyun-ji, member of the Purple Cartel.
A rare veteran female jockey in the country.
Former member of the Myeongdong 12 Princesses.
A woman once called "The Enchanting Hips."
Clop-clop, clop-clop—
The hooves pounded against the damp sand,
Echoing through the grounds like drumbeats.
"Hyah!"
Before anyone realized, the horse, its gray mane fluttering,
Streaked past the spectator stands once more.
Whoooosh—
By the time it circled back to the starting point,
It had already completed a full lap—
So fast it was almost unbelievable.
"Thunder! Whoa!"
Ma Hyun-ji tugged lightly on the reins,
Contracting her hip muscles to press against the horse's back.
Thud.
The galloping horse slowed, panting heavily,
Before planting its front hooves firmly and coming to a stop.
A man filming nearby muttered under his breath,
"Oh... today's the day..."
As if stunned by an enemy attack,
Men in the crowd drooled, dazed.
"Your skills haven't rusted at all, Ma Hyun-ji!"
Ma Hyun-ji turned toward the voice.
Han Ji-yu stood there, waving in a red suit.
Her J-cup breasts swayed behind her unbuttoned blouse,
Distorting space itself.
"Whoa! Who is that?! Absolute milk cannons!"
"I'm gonna—!"
Click-click-click—
Camera shutters erupted from all directions.
Unfazed by the stares, the two exchanged greetings.
"Oh my! If it isn't Executive Director Han Ji-yu!
Those violent milkers are still going strong!"
Thud.
Ma Hyun-ji dismounted, landing firmly on the ground.
Shuffle-shuffle—
She approached Han Ji-yu,
Her hips swaying so wide they threatened to tear through her polyester pants.
"What brings you all the way out to this mountain backwater?"
"Just renewing sponsorship contracts.
And like I mentioned before,
I want to stamp our company logo on those hips of yours!"
Slap!
Han Ji-yu smacked Ma Hyun-ji's ass.
"Whoooa—!"
The surrounding men erupted in murmurs.
"I'd rather have something else stamped there!
By the way, everything set for the Purple Cartel?"
"Hahaha! Always so forward!
Wang Mi-yu's handling the preparations.
The existing contract terms remain unchanged—
Sponsorship profits tripled, renewal period one year.
Only change is your hips becoming the ad space!"
"Triple? That's all my hips are worth? Heheh!
Fine, I'll sign at a discount—for you.
What are friends for?"
Scritch-scratch.
Ma Hyun-ji signed the advertising contract.
"Great! That settles it!
See you soon at the Purple Cartel, then! Hah!"
Han Ji-yu laughed heartily.
"Mmm. Riding horses all day gets dull.
I'm itching for some excitement. Heheh."
"Hahaha! I've been looking forward to it too!
Real men are hard to come by these days."
Clop-clop—
The sound of hooves from the track gradually faded.
Lost in thought,
The two silently gazed at the racetrack bathed in blue light.
***
"Hnngh! Mother-in-law! Slurp. Slurp."
I thrust into her pussy in missionary while kissing her deeply.
"Slurp. Young-jin~. Mwah. Mwah."
Squelch-squelch-squelch—
Drip-drip-drip—
Her juices trickled down between her thighs.
*"B-But Young-jin~.
Before joining the Purple Cartel...
You'll need to get a PCR test~.
It's just procedure~. Don't take it personally~. Hahh. Hahh."*
"Yes~ Mother-in-law. The STD panel, right? Heh!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch—
*"Mmm. It's club policy~.
Just pop in and out~. Hahh. Hahh!
They'll handle everything at the affiliated hospital~.
They know what to do~. Ahh. Ahh. Ahh!"*
"Got it~. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp!"
I answered while worshiping her pussy.
Men familiar with exclusive sex clubs know—
Participants must submit PCR test results
Proving they're STD-free before joining.
It's a matter of mutual respect—
No need to feel awkward or offended.
Just proper etiquette.
A signal pulsed from my prostate.
Thrust-thrust-thrust—
"Hnngh! Mother-in-law!"
"Ahhh! Young-jin~!"
Splurt-splurt-splurt—
I came deep inside her.
Drip-drip-drip—
Pulling out, cum gushed out like a tidal wave.
I scooped it up with my fingers and fed it to her.
Slurp.
"Ahhh~! So delicious~! So sweet today~! Hohoho."
She giggled innocently,
Licking every drop from my fingers.
"Mother-in-law, which hospital did you mention?"
*"Ahh~. E-Sak University Hospital~.
Just say my name at the urology department~.
They'll take care of you~. Hohoh!"*
"Understood. I'll go first thing tomorrow."
"Ahh~. Whenever you're free, Young-jin~."
Gulp-gulp-gulp—
I chugged the ice water from the mug on the nightstand,
One hand kneading her melon-sized tits.
Kim Mi-in would be back soon.
The clouds obscuring the moon slowly drifted away.
***
E-Sak University Hospital's urology department was packed from early morning.
Like a Black Friday sale,
Every waiting chair was occupied,
And the line stretched down the hallway.
All were well-built men.
Hands clutching number tickets fidgeted nervously,
Eyes darting toward the reception desk
As they counted down the minutes.
Every elevator ding brought a fresh wave of arrivals,
And the hallway buzzed with hushed murmurs.
Though consultations hadn't started,
The men waited with eager anticipation.
Ding-dong—
"Number 1, please come in."
The nurse at the desk picked up the mic.
The nurses wore pink scrubs with plunging necklines
And skin-tight leggings that outlined every curve—
Paired with impractical white heels.
Name tags and RFID badges dangled on their left breasts,
And their arms carried pouches of premium tissues.
A far cry from standard nurse uniforms.
"Y-Yes. I'm here for the PCR test."
The patient's voice trembled.
"Okay~. Please step into the examination room~."
Click—
Patient #1 entered.
Not long after,
Strange noises echoed from inside.
"Nnngh!"
"Ooooh—"
The waiting patients buzzed excitedly,
Their faces flushing red.
Click—
Patient #1 emerged, forehead glistening with sweat,
Clutching a paper cup containing his sample.
"H-Here..."
He handed it to the nurse, embarrassed.
But the cup didn't hold urine—
It was semen.
The nurse accepted it,
Carefully placing it in a specimen case.
The musky scent of sex wafted through the air.
Ding-dong—
"Patient #2, please come in~"
The nurse winked as she called the next man.
Head bowed, he shuffled into the exam room.
Click—
Time passed, and by #73, the tests continued smoothly.
"Patient #74, please come in~"
The nurse struck a V-pose, chest thrust forward.
Patient #74 stepped up.
"Name, please~?"
"Park Yeong-jin. Referred by Jo A-young—"
The nurse's playful expression stiffened.
"One moment~"
Click—
She disappeared into the exam room.
Moments later, she returned with a smile.
"Patient #74, please enter~!"
"Understood."
Park Yeong-jin replied professionally and stepped inside.
Creak—
The moment the door opened,
An unbelievable sight unfolded before him.