Desire

“W-wait, wait, wait."

Every time Azin's fingers snap, Persian voices cry out for help. She squeaks like a cat and shakes, holding onto her arm. Her sticky flesh narrows. It was full of one finger, and every time I bent my finger, my flesh sinned strongly. Ajin tried not to be swayed by the pleasures of the lower half. Think of it as a head, not a crotch.

After the azine did not react properly, the smell of Raw Snow opened my eyes and looked up the pain. Inside, she was uncomfortable planting. I'm sucking on it voluntarily, but the fast one is rubbing another woman. I'll bite you. If you had an avatar, you'd have tried it. This body is real, not an avatar. If you are truly bitten, you will have a great Satan. ‘Cocky bastard.’ The smell of Raw Snow narrowed my eyes. She stares at the powerful face of Azin, holding her cheer, and releases what she was biting with a big open mouth.

Let me be a little bold. The black snow scent lowers the face even more, ignoring the heartbeat. His body trembles as he touches the hot breath. “Master?” Azin gives you a whiff of Raw Snow. Instead of answering, the scent of Raw Snow opened its mouth louder. “Ugh!” Azin groans unknowingly. The black snow scent swallowed the azin's testicles with its wide open mouth. Azin's lips opened. Persian looks at the pain with his eyes closed.

“Wait... wait, Master. Wait..!"

Ajin spits in a split voice and grabs the head of the Raw Snow scent. However, I couldn't make the Black Snow retreat with the power of Azin. Avatars are also strongly influenced by the smell of Raw Snow, but how can a real body that plays games against rice be compared to that of Raw Snow? Raw snow continues to move its mouth and hands, ignoring the hand of Azin, who pushes his head away. She rolls the swallowed orb with her tongue, and slowly sweeps it up, grabbing hold of her stuff with her hands. Persian swallows a gulp as he looks at it.

“.. be naughty. ”

Persian mumbles as he rises. She still feels refreshed, so she presses down on the hot bottom and looks at the pain. She smiles maliciously on her face. Persian reaches out. The hand of the startled black snow stopped. She quickly turned her head back.

The Persian hand enters her first. “Hey, are you...!” I was embarrassed by the smell of raw snow and cried out. But Persian flinches his fingers in deeper.

“Ugh!”

Raw Snow howled. She lowers her head and sighs. I rushed up and became sensitive, but I couldn't feel the pleasure with my fingers coming in. The smell of Raw Snow made the Persians tremble. “What do you think?” She bites. Raw snow scent chewed his lips and did not answer.

Azin swallowed his saliva as he watched. He saw the black snow scent lying down between his legs, vomiting breath, and afterwards Persian joking around with a blushing face. This is too stimulating. I swelled my lower body like it was going to burst. Azin bows his head and grabs his sighing head of Raw Snow.

“Huh? ”

I looked up the pain with blurry eyes of raw snow. Azin smiles bitterly at her face. I stabbed myself in the open mouth. “Eww!” Raw snow sounds frustrating. Riding on my back, I had a strange feeling. No, a spiritual pleasure. Azin lowers his head, exhaling. He's a master he can't even touch. Being helpless, forcing her things onto her open lips. I thought it was dangerous. I felt like I'd become addicted.

“What do you think?”

Persian grins. She gives a nasty smile, except for her sticky, wet fingers. She looks at the pain with a hot glance. The smell of Raw Snow tingled and spit out Ajin's stuff. She lets out a sigh and leans forward.

Think with your head, not your crotch. I remembered what I said. ‘Hard.' Azin grins bitterly. I think I'm going to go crazy just looking at it, but it's hard to think about it calmly. The scent of Raw Snow raised the pain with a little teary eyes.

“What are you doing? ”

“No, it's just... Impulsively.”

Azin mutters and wipes the edges of his black snowy eyes with his hands. “I can't breathe...!” The smell of Raw Snow spits out. Azin strokes her head like an adult. “Apologies.” The black snow glances at the pain and spews out a large breath.

“.. aren't you getting a little high? ”

“.. I don't think I can help it. ”

Azin shrugs. He leans in toward the aching position. “What do you think? I've never seen anything like it.” She grimaces and kisses Azin. The tongue crawls in without a chance to stop it. The scent of Raw Snow rose above Azin's body, looking at the two like that. Persian glances at her.

“You want to go first? ”

“.. cold water flows from top to bottom. ”

“You're going to do it first. ”

“Why, if you're complaining, do you have a pair of scissors? ”

The smell of Raw Snow opened my eyes. Seeing that, Persian kicks his tongue and shakes his head. “Suit yourself. Honestly, I don't care.” Persian mutters like that and sees pain again. She smiles at the pain with excited eyes.

“Pay attention to me. Okay?”

Persian grumbles. Meanwhile, the smell of black snow groans and settles on Azin's body. The sticky entrance opens and swallows pain. The place was loosened gently and sinfully before relaxing. It's hard to concentrate like this. Azin thought it was embarrassing and glanced at the smell of raw snow. She is ashamed of the Persian presence. Now that I think about it, I've always been ashamed of the smell of Raw Snow in strange places. It was familiar.

“That's what Racunda does. ”

Persian glances at you and asks. She pulls her body out to the side slightly to ease her movements, and giggles. “How's Ajin? I'm going up, I'm going down. Which one do you prefer?” She's gone. Ajin shakes his head, smiling bitterly.

“.. I like both. ”

“So, sucking and stuff. Which one do you prefer? ”

She asked again. Ajin hesitates and does not answer. Persian shudders. “I don't know.” She leans to her feet. Persian glances at the black snow scent, moving his lower back with a shy look on his face.

“Do you want to get sick? ”

“.. Yes? ”

“With your mouth.”

Persian grunts. She lowers her hand to grip her vagina. Azin swallows his inner heart as he looks at her smile. By the way, I almost forgot.

She was a vampire, a brain-dead, seductive demon of the night. Before Azin could answer, Persian sat on Azin's body. You hear Persian hissing while you choke. “I told you, I need you to focus on me.” She struggles like that, reaching for the wall and bracing herself. You should have at least eaten. I don't think we have enough power. No, what Bob needs more than life support. Azin moved his tongue thinking like that. You sweep through Persian clitoris, a sensitive erection, and she shudders as she groans. A sticky liquid flows out.

“Is it good?”

Persian asked, “... I will not comment.” Azin tapped his lips and said, Persian shudders at his words. “Is it dirty... or is it dirty? But I washed it clean.” Persian looks back as he struggles. The black snow and Persian eyes met.

“.. I feel strange. ”

Persian mutters. She sees the connection between Raw Snow and Azin, and the face of Azin beneath her. “Well, it's not as uncomfortable as I thought. I'm not old enough to be ashamed of this.” She mutters like that and grins.

“.. don't tell me how old you are. ”

The black snow murmurs. She looks at Persian fat and grabs her shoulder. “What is it?” Persian asks. The scent of Raw Snow hesitates for a moment and opens its mouth.

“.. if you're bored with your hands, touch my breasts. ”

“What? ”

Persian looks surprised. The scent of Raw Snow blushes and stutters, avoiding his gaze.

“Well, well! You have nothing to do with your hands anyway! ”

“No, if you're going to do it, you have to do it yourself.”

“You look so sexy. ”

The black snow murmurs. Percy shakes his head slowly. “Much more to ask someone to touch...” The murmur gives you a creaky glance.

“You put your finger on me all you wanted, why! Can't you do that?”

“No, it doesn't matter.”

Persian mutters and turns away. “... not uncomfortable, right?” She glances down at Ajin and says, Ajin replies, propping up her ass with both hands. “.. not yet.” That said, Persian sighs and looks at the smell of Raw Snow. She hesitates and grabs the rosy chest with a raised hand. The scent of Raw Snow shed a thin groan.

“.. a little more, like touching your chest. ”

“There's a lot of demand. ”

Persian mumbles as much, but moves faithfully as desired. Raw snow rises above your head trembling. The sensation of her body being lured into the hands of another has become a great pleasure and is shaking her mind. “Phew..!” Persian moans for a short time. Azin holds it up and slices open her clitoris.

“Church, shift. ”

The trembling aroma of Raw Snow said. That said, Azin's mind flashed. “Why, is it dangerous?” Ajin asked with his lips. I nodded my head trembling at the question. She stops moving her lower back and breathes. Persian looks down. Persian and Azin's gazes meet, nodding at each other.

Persian descends on Azin's head. The black snow scent that was about to dislodge his lower back suddenly fell on the bed screaming as pain lifted his torso. “Now, wait...!” Before the black snow dries, azin rises above her.

“Ugh!”

It was violently filmed. The back of the Raw Snow is swollen. Why don't you just send me heaven? The words that were giggling filled his head. He sighs and tightly grasps the black snowy waist. It was more dangerous this way too, but it's still okay. If you drive fast, it'll be faster that way than this way. No, it doesn't matter if you go. Honestly, I felt like I could do it a few more times now.

“Don't overdo it. ”

Persian lies back against the wall. She spreads her legs wide and slowly touches the place with her hands. She smiles maliciously.

“Hmmm. I'm waiting for you too. ”

He chewed his lips well because of the crooked words. I came to a conclusion.

Overnight.

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Yahya-kun