Devil Teacher

1.

Seo-hyun squeezed his mouth.

Move your hands without stopping.

As soon as the number 10 appeared on the front plate, Seo-hyun's hand quickened.

The amount of time a person has to show in the elevator to reach its peak in splendour in time.

Stab, stab!

"Argh... Argh... Argh..."

My back sounds like an arch.

Seo-hyun, who was only rounded by the lower half of his back, fired a lament like a water gun, feeling the intense pleasure he had never felt alone.

The tear fluid that was stuck inside the anal was pressurized and protruded.

"Phew... Phew...!"

And when he reached the 12th floor across the 11th floor, Han Seo-hyun shook his limbs in a suffocating ecstasy.

There's nowhere to run or hide.

"Ugh... Ugh...❤"

What Seo-hyun heard in a storm of intense pleasures that even blurred his vision was upstairs.

It was the sound of the elevator door opening on the 13th floor.

It's past the 12th floor due to a slight difference.

Seo-hyun, who pressed his body to the ground while still breathing, felt the cold.

My body is hot, but I'm sweaty.

Moreover, the floor of the hallway where she used to bridge and light her back, as if she were wrestling, is faux marble.

Tyreering!

A neighbor on the 13th floor disappeared with the sound of the front door opening.

Seo-hyun could only breathe a glorious sigh.

"Haaah...❤"

I groan and feel lucky on my own pools of soap.

What if the man in that elevator was a man next to a 12-story house, not a 13-story resident?

I didn't understand myself either.

But what remained in Seo-hyun's mind deeper than the burn marks was the pleasure of reaching the peak.

I still feel a round pulse in my back hole.

It is painted vividly in your head, even without touching your hands, like a twinkling pussy and a red-eared clitoris.

Seo-hyun raised his body.

Then he realized that his hand was unconsciously touching the back hole.

At that time.

Wieing!

Once again, I heard the motor sound of the elevator.

Seo-hyun raised his body.

I don't know what I've been masturbating about until now, and I don't even know if I've been cranking the shithole more vigorously.

When you reach the peak, does your head return to normal a little?

Seo-hyun got up from a heavy position, opened the front door and went home.

It was cold from hand to toe.

My legs were hoarse.

I didn't want to say anything.

I didn't want to think of anything.

I felt overwhelmed by self-loathing as I thought deeply about something.

But man is a man, I think.

The unbearable complexity of heart beat the synapse even at this moment.

It's getting weird.

Something is changing.

When I was with the eunuch, I knew it was only his fault.

No, that's how I took responsibility.

It's like I heard his audition when masturbating in front of the elevator today.

But it is not.

Seo-hyun ran into the bathroom and showered with hot water.

The shadow of the invisible Eucharist seemed to wrap around his entire body.

I wanted to wash them down.

But this damned body remembers that ecstasy before.

I yearn for more virtuous and destructive pleasures like the first bloody beast.

I wrapped myself in a big towel.

I grew up with a plot for a few days.

I had to stop by the waxing shop because it was a long day when I was in the hands of the eunuch.

"Why would I think of that son of a..."

Seo-hyun mutters low and wipes away the water.

In fact, I was beating Aung San Suu Kyi that I wasn't satisfied enough yet.

It was about an hour to take the medicine and masturbate at home and 15 minutes in front of the elevator, but it was still too late for the meds to go away.

Seo-hyun's phone caught my eye, ignoring the disturbance.

Unconsciously pick up and check the contact details.

It was a few katoks and a few letters.

Katok came from a very close friend and the text was spam.

Nothing came from the eunuchs.

"For two months..."

You don't think I'm gonna do anything?

I can't even paged you because you threw pills and said you were busy.

After two weeks, I thought I'd be in touch for surveillance.

Thinking about his attitude, which had been clinging to him, it was an attitude that I could not recall.

"Come to your senses."

Seo-hyun shook his head with a slight slap on his cheek.

This is because I'm on drugs now.

It doesn't matter where he is.

But if you don't have a chance, you're going to keep repeating this?

You get caught by a bunch of bad guys who just crave a little fun or...

"No, if you think about it, he's a mean bastard."

A laugh came out.

In the meantime, if I became accustomed to slavery, I would not think that it was rape that was committed by the eunuchs.

I lose to pleasure because I only think of other thoughts, other thoughts and obscene thoughts.

If Yuan were to look at this right now, how could he laugh?

It is obvious that his esteemed assistant will laugh with a clap that bears fruit.

And then he would bend his waist with a thick arm that he wouldn't even think of resisting, and walk into bed kissing him and throwing himself out.

Get your ass kicked and erect the hard stuff...

No, it's obvious that before that, he stabbed his cock in the neck.

Is that when you're enjoying your spit so much you can bury it in the back?

I might lower my butt to the point where I have red fingerprints.

Seo-hyun is a posterior slut with exposures. She will be able to reinvent the same vocabulary and kick her back until her lower back grows dull.

"Bad... son of a... scum... son of a... Argh...❤"

Seo-hyun collapsed as he was in bed.

Begin touching the back hole by putting your finger between your legs in a down position.

Once it reaches its peak....

"Ha... haha... haha...❤"

It is obvious that you will eat a lot of insults because you are a scumbag who can't stand it until you receive a drop of semen.

And if you're threatened with something and you're threatened with an apology,

"Seo-hyun... is a weak man... Sin... I'm sorry..."

.. to surrender unreasonably.

"Haaah... Haaah..."

Seo-hyun once again twitched and drowned in the fox of another peak.

I washed like never before, and then my pussy and crotch became sticky again with tears.

I felt deep regret and disillusionment.

It wasn't out of him.

He was harassing Seo-hyun without being next to him.

Seo-hyun bites his lips and heads to the bathroom for another shower.

2.

I didn't want to be like this.

Even so, his body and mind seemed to fall apart as he wanted.

Like a puppet tied to a rope, I felt like I was going to laugh at him with a fierce dance.

When your mind is complicated and distracted, you have the best quality.

Seo-hyun took the umbrella and went outside.

It's not raining.

A pond of water blooms on the ground and flows with the clouds of bright sunlight created by the last sunset of late evening.

I set out what I wanted to eat in the first place and headed to a shop near Madu Station.

There is a tea house in the old building behind the station.

I heard that Seo-hyun has been in business for 30 years. What Seo-hyun likes in that tea house is a sweet egg tart.

Cushioned filling of chicks wrapped in crispy figs.

A Portuguese egg tart that can feel the sweetness and tenderness of a frown on its tongue with just one bite is so high calorie that it has promised to eat only two a month.

But now I needed to relieve the stress.

I needed a place to distract myself from anything else.

Today her cordie is a beige knitted mini dress.

The sleeves are ribbed and do not spill over, but the overall feel is loose.

Even though the clothes were comfortable in everyday life, Seo-hyun, who was tall and of good proportions, had a slender diaper accentuated.

All kinds of eyes are on Seo-hyun who walks with an umbrella in one hand and a glove in the other.

It was nothing special.

It's the look I've always received since high school.

A nice proportion of tall women, and a pretty face and a bright vibe without having to dress up.

A glance at good will, a glance at lust, was enough to lead all of them.

Certainly people crowded around the station on the way to work.

A man who passes by looks back and looks at his cell phone and looks at this side.

Unhealthy thoughts pass through my head.

What happens if I take my clothes off here?

If many of these people look at this place with lustful eyes, how big would that pleasure be if they were to reveal the body they thought was the bread of painting to people who had no one-sided vision?

I'm still crazy.

Let's go get some tarts.

When Seo-hyun rushed to Tubucktobuck's feet, a man popped out in front of him.

Surprisingly, being human is eye-sensitive.

Even if you look at it secretly, the party is easy to spot.

Seo-hyun also knew that he had been polite for a long time.

"Hey, do you have a minute?"

A key that is about 180 degrees against the moderate face.

He seems to be in his mid-20s.

When I saw her talking on the front page and not being nervous at all, I felt like I had met quite a woman.

"I'm busy."

"Oh, you're busy... but I need to talk to you for a second."

Despite the refusal, the purpose of touching the phone with a smile seemed obvious.

"Actually, I'm not the kind of person who just goes around picking numbers like this. I like you so much."

How could these cements ever be the same?

But this is actually at least better.

Sometimes there was a man who meant to say, 'I followed you like I met a cute cat.'

Of course, Seo-hyun's answer was always the same.

"I'm good."

Raise your hand and quietly say no.

Seo-hyun, who refused to be seduced by any man, is still always flattered in his heart.

I don't know what this guy looks like, but his fashion sense is the worst.

Look at that white skinny jean.

It's often cotux fashion.

"No, don't do that."

As soon as I touched her shoulder, Seo-hyun's body hardened.

I felt an unpleasantness tightening my heart with my shrugged shoulders.

If it had been before, you'd have figured it out by pulling out your arm. 'I would have shot him in the face and gone my way.

As soon as this man's hand touched his body, he could not move like a rat in front of a snake.

If I let go of my mind a little bit, I thought my teeth would be less trembling.

"It's okay to just talk about it. I know a good place near this tea house. I'll live."

I didn't have the courage to face my eyes, so I caught the crotch of the man in Seo-hyun's eye.

Yeah, he's a man, too.

Men who have been robbing me like dust.

I never thought I was afraid of them before.

However, the violence of the Eucharist taught us that there is an innate difference in strength between men and women.

I learned how much pleasure the cock contained, which was sometimes more unpleasant than a sausage.

What this guy looks like, even if he looks mischievous, if he just pops out of his pants like that, wouldn't it be a delicacy?

Wouldn't it be rougher if you went up to bed and ravaged this hot body?

It's strange today.

No, it's getting weirder.

"I... I..."

It's so pathetic of you to think like this.

I'm afraid of being forced to do that.

In Seo-hyun's eyes, tears were falling.

"I told you... I'm done..."

"Uh..."

Swing out the arms of the panicking man and walk fast.

"That's not a crazy bitch."

The voice of a man fretting with the lower half of the red flag sticks into the back of his head.

Seo-hyun fled into the bathroom of an empty building.

My chest is as frustrated as swallowing mud.

If we do this, we may do something that is truly irreversible.

He may plead to hold onto any man and rape him roughly.

Seo-hyun was sitting on a new toilet with his pants down.

This frustration, despair and sadness turn into something.

The panties were wet one day.

Whenever you feel dark feelings, whenever you realize you're losing your dignity as a human being.

Her body gets hotter.

The humid pleasures planted and maintained by the eunuchs were already widespread.

I'm so sorry.

This situation and this moment are all desperate.

Seo-hyun, who had been warmly beaten with self-help, was comforted by a new spirit.

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