Devil Teacher

1.

"Next, Mary always keeps the rules I told her."

Yuchan was an evil man.

I read people's villages as quickly and dirty as I could see, and in any case I must be close to the truth.

If it doesn't have superpowers, it's inexplicably accurate.

A man like that is asking the truth in front of me.

With a fist in the belly,

at any time, implying and destroying me.

"So, what's the answer?"

It's a cleavage.

A way of continuing to catch or embracing the catastrophe.

I opened my mouth.

"Yes, Mary is always a good girl."

"......"

Calm down, heart.

I've crossed a river that can't come back.

Now we must maintain as much as possible and avoid his doubts.

"Argh..."

The eunuch took away the fist that had not come to the end of the pussy.

I can feel the anxiety that filled my lower jaw.

However, if I show you the sigh of relief here, the smoke so far has become a horror.

I smiled forcefully and raised my gaze.

I know what that look is.

Distorted laughter that succumbed to injustice because of violence and intimidation.

It's my address book without a pathetic mate.

"Let's go to bed."

"Yes, Dad. Can we not clean this place up?"

Finally, I propose that he organize the living room behind him together.

If he had hidden something, he would have waited for him to return quietly and then tried to clean it up by himself.

I will not even take out the words that we are going to organize together.

Kangaroos do the opposite of what a person with something would do.

Everything was done spontaneously under thorough calculations.

"Just come. If I go, get rid of it."

I didn't say anything, but the moment I woke up, my legs were fluttering.

I didn't feel anxiety while I was chasing after the eunuchs.

There's a pregnancy tester under his bed.

However, once the eunuch lies on the bed and has sex, it will not be possible to trace the bottom of the bed.

After the euthanasia, I have to throw away the tempegi.

Now that I think about it, I think I was too relieved.

I didn't think I'd be able to get to the interrogation so quickly.

If you roll it around in the paper and throw it in the trash in the hotel lobby's women's bathroom, it's a testament to doom.

It is a complete criminal establishment.

Yuan took off his clothes and fell to bed.

I carefully went out by his side and prepared for what I always did.

"I'll start pooping."

By the way, shit.

I don't want to do anything dirty, but I made it disgusting who made it.

Fortunately, there was no such thing as a strange smell coming out of the back of the casserole, or a lump that could not be contained in the teapot mouth.

Not at all surprising, but it seemed like I cared about myself.

Maybe it's not for me, because when things get dirty during an act, you lose your sexuality.

Lie down between the legs of the Eucharist.

"Page, page."

First, I put a pillow on his waist, carefully pulled things down, and then I started caressing his testicles.

Kiss gently, erect already firmly, kiss the shrunken egg pouch and gently suck with tongue and lips.

Especially when I sucked my testicles so hard that I was as discreet as I had ever almost been pisted.

"Hmmm..."

Satisfactory moaning of the eunuchs.

If it had been usual, I would have been angry that my humble service gave him pleasure.

But now I'm just relieved.

Seeing things go so smoothly, I don't think I have anything more to deduce.

"Herub, do you have a place you want to be?"

"No, do what you want."

I had to get permission from a man who sucked his testicles, put his lips in the back hole, and scoured the back of his cock with his tongue.

It's not what you want, but permission.

All the codes of conduct he suggests trample on my dignity without prejudice.

I slowly move my tongue and dig a tortuous hole in his back.

Of course, the least you want to do is poop.

Even if it doesn't smell and it's not dirty, pushing your tongue into it is stressful as long as you know it's a hole in the poop.

However, avoiding an act of disgust and disgust only reduces the unfavorable spirit of euphoria.

I'm going to suck anal all day long like a parent who only gives vegetables to a fasting child.

"Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

When I put my tongue in the back hole, I saw his stuff flinch.

I continued to squeeze his butt muscles with one hand and gently stroke the twitching cock with the other hand.

If you want to do this, I'll tell you to get on top of your cock.

I will leave with my clothes on, saying, "Take off the semen and keep the house well."

Thank God, I'm so glad.

I am fortunate enough to repeat it no matter how much.

"I think that's enough. Maria, come up."

Yuchan turned around.

The stiff standing amniotic fluid is sparkling with my saliva.

It's like a barbell tower in the Bible.

"Where would you hole up today?"

If my tone was a showhost, this time it's a very friendly waitress.

Like asking how much steak you're going to bake, you open two holes and ask.

The eunuch leans against the head of the bed with one of the veggies.

At least he wasn't scared when he was looking around.

I'm afraid of being exposed under his gaze again.

Please, just close your eyes, will you? I want to say.

Yoochan pondered for a long time.

Usually, there's an immediate answer.

"Eyes."

I recited something about the frightening voice of the eunuch.

It was part of the body area, and at the same time it was not a part used for intercourse.

"Yes...?"

"Whenever I saw Mary's pretty eyes, I thought I'd dig it out and stick it inside."

My back is frozen.

So far his instructions have been insulting and trampling on my personality.

However, it did not destroy the body.

Moreover, the fact that he said such things immediately after I lied to him made me even more afraid.

It would not be particularly sudden to be killed for the sin of deceiving you to the end.

"Haha, I understand what's serious. I don't like that."

Yu Chan burst into laughter as if my stiff face was funny.

For him, even if it was a simple joke, my feelings for listening to it went to heaven and hell in a word.

"Ah-ha-ha-ha... It's so much fun... I want to set an example for Maria too..."

I stole the sweat and adjusted it to his style.

Crazy psycho! I didn't forget to curse myself.

"Are you a little surprised? But, Maria, there's something I want to teach you."

"What is it?"

I crawled into the lazy hands of the eunuch, clinging to his belly.

I swiped his chest with my back of my hand, postponing love and obedience.

"It's no big deal. You want to take a look?"

Yuan gathers his two fingers together and knocks his eyes out.

I'm reflecting on two pairs of eyes that I think will suck even the human soul, which I can't easily encounter.

And he said,

"Don't look straight in the eye when you're lying."

I stopped breathing.

"I see it all."

I could tell by looking at his smiling eyes.

That this beast knew my lies from the beginning.

2.

The black box was a very convenient and useful ability.

There is no way to diagnose the nature of others and their current psychological status so usefully.

It is not that the black box is plural.

For example, is the black box 'lying'? 'It does not show a direct answer to the proposition.

Like a comic book reader, I can't give you a sentence about what he's thinking right now.

However, given simple coldriding and psychological knowledge, it is possible to draw more abundant facts from the black box.

When I stepped into the hotel room.

When Mary came out of the crowd to scare him.

Yuchan was already doubting her.

Because there was a bright orange and yellow glow in her chest.

The fact that you lied does not mean that the particular color in the black box glows or hovers.

However, the harmony of orange and yellow symbolizes psychological anxiety and boundaries.

It is natural for Mary to be wary of the Eucharist. If the saturation has become noticeably darker, there is also a change in her behavior.

Then why would Mary be so wary of starry euphoria?

Call the police?

It can't be.

Mary knows better than anyone what the blackmail is in her hand.

Moreover, there is no need to stay in the hotel at the time of reporting.

If so, what is your rescue request?

The same is true of police reports in that if it is a rescue request, neither Eucharist nor Mary will be destroyed.

She was not brave enough to commit such suicide.

It is therefore very unlikely.

What was left in the head of the euthanasia that erased the possibilities one by one.

Unauthorized goods imported.

This makes perfect sense.

Therefore, when Mary is in her own urine.

The eunuch with the cock in her back hole asked.

"Do you have something to hide from me?"

"No, it can't be. Dad.. Ugh..!"

Mary desperately trembled at the time, but her back hole did not lie.

I only once asked the cock of a stubborn, euphoric man.

The eunuchs were not impatient enough to harden their assertions.

It may simply be a coincidence.

However, the timing of this question has stiffened the body, the color of the black box has changed, and the behavior of Mary is also suspicious.

If three coincidences overlap, it is no longer called a coincidence.

Therefore, the eunuch began to search the room without noticing.

Mary can't go against his will anyway.

There was no need to hide any suspicions.

I turned the stuff upside down and searched under the desk.

When Mary notices something, she will tell it to her body, to her actions, to her atmosphere, and to the black box.

Do you really know what you're hiding?

Find out what you're hiding from yourself.

And Mary's fun reunion.

After seeing a performance that allowed her to reveal her bottom as at any time, Eucharist pushed her fist into Mary's pussy.

Even for Maria, who somehow managed to get to self-pisting, pisting is traumatic.

I took my first experience mercilessly with my fist, but I left it mercilessly stabbed, so I don't have to be afraid.

In the meantime, Mary, who accepted nothing without resistance, resisted violently enough to leave a scar on her forearm.

Ignore and press to take a picture.

Just by shedding a slight difference in strength, Mary was silenced again.

The inside muscles of the eyes and thighs that float around the hood have not changed.

And ask.

"Mary has been out today."

"Yes."

Mary bowed her head and replied, shaking less.

I'm afraid I won't get tired of peeing like this.

"Then, next, Mary knows what I'm doing these days."

"No."

Again, she nods and looks at the face of the eunuch.

I think it's going to create a sense of anxiety.

With the trauma switch pressed and held, the answer given may not be very different from that of the torturer.

"Next, Mary always keeps the rules I told her."

"......"

She is silent.

It was a very short time, but I could see that there were terms compared to other answers.

"So what's the answer?"

There's a lot of thought, a lot of room to answer.

Each one of her minor movements and actions was giving more conviction.

In that case,

She shrugs her eyes and faces her gaze.

Answer with a smile on your mouth.

"Yes, Mary is always a good girl."

A euphoric decision was made.

That's a lie.

It's a common illusion.

The notion that you can't lie when you look in the eye.

On the contrary, the notion that you are lying when you avoid your eyes.

A child who doesn't usually see the right eye comes straight into the most intimidating situation?

Bluff.

Consciousness moves first when the awareness of lying and the often buzzing narratives above meet.

If you're proud, you can't avoid your eyes! I'm not lying, I have to face my eyes!

In this way.

It's a very regrettable story for a clever Miss Kim.

The winner of this game was also a nominee.

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