Devil Teacher

1.

"Clothes... Ughhhh..."

Two vaginal discharges while in the toilet.

After that, the eunuch stripped Harin of all his clothes and dragged him onto the bed.

It was because the cheeky toes of the wedding dress were locked in the toilet and could not have sex with her.

Now all that was left of her was a cotton sponge surrounded like a headdress.

[Please... don't spread the video... I beg you... I will apologize for being a pussy... so far... Yoon Chan...]

Tasting Shin Rin's whistling was one of his favourite.

Shinlin is pushing his butt into a canopy that sits across the bed with his legs open.

Just like you're in a crashing start position on a short run,

Stick your butt in the stuff and put your legs and both arms on the ground.

After giving birth, the widened hips allowed me to swing Harrin's round buttocks up and down and enjoy it like an onahole.

A laptop is placed on the table in front of the two people who are communicating.

In it, Harrin was being assisted.

Tasting finished females in front of their eyes that were resistant to selling like freshly caught fish adds to the excitement.

If you add a sensational description, you should look at the bowhead and say it's like eating a mature party.

Her back, which was squeamished by the gesture of the eunuch, contained a bundle of harmony that adorned a corner of the hotel.

Dusty and crummy, but the wedding must also have a bunch of flowers.

It's fun to shake harmony like Harrin's back hole, which has become a vase in his sleepy head, is playing a flag raising game.

"Master.. Harrin.. How about a married woman.. Ha 'ang.."

"Shut up. The footage is buried."

"Huuuuuu..!"

No matter how hard it is to shake your butt with your head down.

I grabbed my pelvis and shoved my uterus a few times, and the sweat from my skin fell to my laryngeal thigh.

Yuchan lowered his torso and played another video.

It was time to offend her in the practice room at dawn.

[Crazy...? What are you going to do if someone else sees you? There are people out there.]

[Dancing naked? Why would I do that?]

[Okay... I'll do it... don't be mad... I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry...]

Even though I only look at the ground with my head close to the ground, the sound of the video will also reach Haryn's ear.

And this Marzo married woman flinches her gaze more vigorously than usual to see if she is excited by it alone.

Chill, chill, chill!

"Haaah... Haaah..."

Harin's pussy was already mixed with semen and mourning fluid.

I feel like I'm inserting sticky cloth.

"Again... again... Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

After a total of three assessments, Harrin reached his peak from evening until dawn.

Nevertheless, I still felt a sense of caution with the tightening of the peak that maintained the pressure.

"Where do we go this time?"

"In... in... in... unconditionally."

"As you wish."

Grab Harrin's waist as he tries to fall forward and make a brutal fist on the pussy he just peaked.

The puffy muscles sprung out on the forearm of the dairy table, holding the buttocks solely by the arms.

"Argh!"

Bloop... Bloop...

Harrin in the video was dancing naked without a clue while he didn't know who was coming.

White semen flows into Harrin's breaded pussy without any more hearing.

The harmonies that were wobbling in Harrin's back hole in time for the rattling are straightened as if the flag were standing.

It was a scene I couldn't see on my own.

2.

A brief break.

After cleaning up the sticky items with Harrin's mouth, Yuchan entered the bathroom again with Harrin.

"Are you filming this, too?"

Harrin's pussy was deeply plugged in.

A device for preventing the spilled semen from flowing out.

I was going to leave it like that for one night tonight.

Harrin's walk was a little unnatural while still putting a bundle of harmony in his back and putting a vase in his barrel.

Walk and stand in front of an abandoned wedding dress like garbage in the middle of the bathroom floor.

"Of course you do."

It is a symbolic act of burying all the precious memories of my married husband by my hand, just as I swallowed the ring.

It's too bad I didn't leave it as a record.

Until the first time she came in, it wasn't too bad that she had a purple dress, but now it's pretty dirty.

The back is torn and soaked with toilet fluids, semen and mouthwash, and the cloths drawn to the floor are full of stains.

Harrin was excited and the top of his head was wet with milk.

"How much is that?"

"Brother-in-law, 12 million won."

I've been wondering, but it's more expensive than I thought.

Although it is impossible to take a wedding dress from the factory, it is also possible because it is a lot of manual work.

She and her husband would not have spared money, for it was a garment to wear on a particularly important day.

"Then do what I told you to do."

"Yee...."

Decorating the finale is not the only thing I've done.

This video will be edited and decorate the damage of the video sent to the husband.

I don't think so, but Harrin would take it that way.

Harrin began to declare with his legs wide open in front of the camera.

A black silicone plug is plugged into Harrin's pussy that is swollen red, making it poisonous.

Still, there is nothing to do or tremble or stiffen your body in front of the camera, whether you have an old finger or not.

"Today I'm done making a second one with my master. I told her not to spill semen, so she must be pregnant. Oh, I forgot."

Harrin loosens the cotton wool wrapped around his head, which was tied round while he was talking.

Throw it over the dress and wrap it up.

In addition, Yuan did not give any instructions regarding the cotton wool.

It is purely Harrin's will and thought.

"I'm going to end up peeing in a wedding dress that I picked out so hard with you."

Glug!

"Uh-huh... Ugh..."

In memory of a brighter future and hope than any garment, a purple dress was worn.

Turns into 12 million raw garbage.

When I finish my work, I'll have her hands tied to the toilet.

Of course, even if you say no, you will follow me with great excitement.

I'm sorry about the housekeeper, but aren't you coming to the motel to write like this in the first place?

When I saw the love of a short family blocking my wife's fountain show, Yuan quietly turned off the camera.

2.

Everyone makes mistakes and makes regrets.

Tyring! Tyring! Tyring! Tyring! Tyring!

"Oh."

After a hot night with Harrin, when Yuchan turned his phone back on, Yuchan could see hundreds of contacts.

The place of origin is a reason.

First of all, there are about 300 Katoks.

About 100 calls and texts combined in absentia.

"Umm... what is it?"

Harrin, lying obliquely naked on a blanket, rubbed his sleepy eyes as soon as he got up and checked his phone.

There was nothing like madness yesterday.

It's as calm and quiet as a servant.

I pressed her head and brought it to the cock side and sucked it into my mouth.

It is almost as close to conditional reflex as a baby pushing his fingers against the side of his mouth.

Check your phone again.

It's 7: 00 in the morning.

The last time I heard from you was at 5: 00 a.m.

I called almost once every 10 minutes, and when I didn't get the call, there was a gap between Katok and the text.

If you lose contact with a respectable teacher for the night after doing those things, she'll lose her mind.

I was a little curious about what was going to come.

As soon as Yuchan entered the chatroom, a new message came up.

[Teacher]

[I'm so sorry]

[Reflecting]

[Did you check in with him now?]

As soon as I saw the number 1 check, it looked like a shotgun.

So you've been holding your phone all night?

As I scrolled down roughly, I saw Eugene's emotions shimmer like waves.

I'm sorry, I think I've said it a hundred times, I think I'm suffocating, I think I want to kill myself.

There was also a long story of Katok, who added verses about how hard it had been since his mother died.

Whatever it is, he knows that his actions cannot be easily forgiven, so he will buy sympathy.

No, it's not.

Reason Jin is not so calculating.

I'm just beating the beater as I please.

[Sam... can I have your reply?]

[I'm having a hard time]

If this guy had been such a jerk, he would have been pretty creepy, but who's the reason?

Isn't she a cute, lovely girl?

I called while I was pondering what to say.

I immediately hung up and replied.

[Where is it?]

[I waited all night in front of that institute... and I came back to my room because you didn't come to work today. Where are you?]

What you're doing is like a guy dumping his girlfriend.

The blood must be running dry.

The eunuch looks down on his own.

Harrin, who carefully licked the eucalyptus stuff, tried to make him feel better by using it hard to his chest.

Maybe he wants to have sex again.

Yuchan was in trouble.

Is it right to let him repent a little more of his mistakes?

Or maybe you should hang out with Harrin for another three hours and go easy.

It was an attractive proposition for either side.

It's nice to see Eugene's face when she's been struggling all night and having sex with Shin Lin...

"Haa... Chuwoop... It's healthy from the morning... Honey..."

Harin caresses the cock of the eunuch and says it looks lovely.

Yesterday, I married my cock, and I'm really calling my cock "honey."

It was like setting up to stimulate Harrin's virtues, and Harrin knew it too.

Still, it's kind of a joke to say that.

A terrible joke just for two.

The evidence shows that Harrin was smiling with his eyes folded like a half-moon.

This seems to have been decided.

For a while, I thought her body was pleasant enough not to covet, but deep down in my heart, I was filled with lust.

In the end, Yuan and Harin rolled out of bed for about three more hours and headed for the room.

2.

Though he thought for himself, he was obviously crazy last night.

At that moment, he was so angry with the teacher that all of his actions were considered an attack on himself.

After all, he commits all kinds of moaning and violent acts in front of what he sees.

And when Mr. Yuan left the hotel with a cold expression.

Eugene felt like the sky was falling.

Are you leaving completely?

Do you really love me for being like this?

I did everything I could to feel anxious that I would be thrown away.

I called, texted and left a Kakao Talk message even though the phone was turned off.

Then I went back to sleep.

You can't abandon me.

You're such a sweet, sweet teacher.

You said you'd always be strong.

He always told me Eugene was on his side.

But why aren't we getting back to you? Isn't that something you can get in touch with?

Have you had a busy day? You must have flew away because I didn't like it. If you weren't a teacher, you didn't have to lose him. I don't know if he was a pervert. Maybe it doesn't matter, but I ate a cake like this, thanks to his face. But even though people were so desperate, you're not a sweet teacher. You were a bad person from the beginning, you'd rather fool yourself. Then why didn't you get a call from me because you wanted to see me and help me? Why would you do that to a real scumbag like Hagginna and buy a hatred for her? Why don't you just sit here and wash your clothes and wait for her at the school? But in order to be forgiven by you, you have to show that virtuosity, but what if you don't forgive me today? Then I won't let you do anything and I'll make you the only one. No need to think about how to be forgiven by you. I think I'm going to die, I think I'm going to die. I don't know why it looks like this or why I was thinking of kicking you out on a subject where you can't do anything by yourself.

I don't want to be thrown away.

You're the only angel left by my side.

Because I know no one can replace him.

Eugene headed to the institute.

I reached out to the teacher as sleepy as a sick chicken and waited for him to come to work.

As time went by, I became colder, even though I was wearing thick clothes.

Then I put on my slippers, not the right shoes.

I haven't had cold feet in a while. I feel itchy.

However, even if I waited until morning, I did not meet Mr. Yuan.

I don't think I'll be able to hold on any longer. When I asked Ms. Doe Min Jung about the materials, she told me that she used the annual year today.

The desperation of losing nothing, rather than the futility of the effort so far gone, quickly covers my heart.

Upon returning to the hotel, Eugene hugs her knee with a simple shower.

The look in the mirror seemed superficial to anyone.

He'll spend the night like that too.

The head spins pinching and the heart skips the cephalopods.

I checked the phone I was holding for a dozen hours a day today, and there was one missing in the chat room.

The teacher finally confirmed his contact.

Eugene starts knocking the batter unconsciously.

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