Dragon’s Legacy

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“Ahh... Brother... ”

Praise gave a joyful moan as he stroked the poem's back. I couldn't stand the cute look of a hard-working piston poem with a lovely face. I hugged the poem with all my might and kissed him frantically.

He pauses, pulls out his penis, and lays back on his back, tucking it back in, touching his chest and gently pistoning it.

“Ugh…. Ugh... ”

The hot breath of the poem you feel in your ears, your tight body, and your penis that fills you up to the depths of your vagina. All of this was in harmony, tasting the extreme of pleasure. I felt good enough to kiss my neck while caring for my nipples that had become stiff with a careful hand.

As the piston quality accelerates, the hand of the poet, who was rubbing his chest, suddenly drops and carefully touches his clitoris.

“Ugh…. Oh, brother... ”

My toes curl and my body curls with the tingling sensation. I couldn't think of anything but groaning.

“I'll be cheap.”

A gentle whisper in your ear pierces your penis deep into your vagina and gushes semen. I liked the feeling of warm semen filling my vagina and uterus.

“Ahh... Ugh... ”

The rush of joy has not yet disappeared. Once I had sex with the Pope, I had to become addicted. I felt it every time, but I could feel this intense pleasure up until now.

“Ahh... ”

The hymn lets out a long breath as he feels the poem kissing his neck and touching his chest. While lying still, I saw the clock on the wall, praising me for receiving a pleasant husband.

4: 33.

“Hey, Yumi should be here any minute. ”

“Yes, I understand. I'll take it off.”

“Now, wait a minute. ”

When the poem tried to remove the penis that was blocking the query of praise, praise said urgently. If I just took it out, the semen in my vagina poured down and made my bed dirty. Chan stopped his vagina with a pre-prepared toilet paper and moved slightly to pull out the penis of the poem. Then the semen that was full flows out.

I am ashamed of the praise of wiping off the semen in my vagina, but I wiped the penis of the poem carefully with a paper towel and put on my clothes quickly. The poem deliberately came 30 minutes early for himself, but after having busy sex, it was already time for Yumi to come.

When I saw the poem while wearing all the clothes, the poet was waiting for me, and I hugged him on the bed. Rather than being rude, it was a romantic and heart-warming hug that felt each other's body temperature.

“Brother……. ”

“Huh?"

As he looked at the poem with a complimentary expression, the poem stroked his head and replied.

“A little……. Something's come up. ”

“Trouble? Which one?”

Praise with trembling eyes said. My heart ached, but I was sorry, praising the pure gaze of the poem looking at me at a close distance almost as if my nose was touching. The poem was only given to their sisters indefinitely, but can we fight each other over it? So he decided to give Yumi everything he could so that there would never be a love fight. He was just a little bit of affection.

“Yumi……. Yumi likes you. ”

“Oh, really? ”

The poet was greatly encouraged and carefully praised. The poem was surprised by the praise of telling the obvious fact. However, when Chan said it like that, he still didn't seem to know his relationship with Yumi at all.

“Yes, Yumi said to me yesterday, That's why I want to ask you... ”

“Do me a favor? ”

The poem asked with a curious face.

“I want you to hide this relationship with me from Yumi. Yumi is still young, and if she finds out that you and I are in this relationship, she's going to be shocked. ”

“It's that simple. ”

This was too obvious, but the situation responded with a serious face. Rather, he was worried that he would be shocked to learn that the poem was sweet and praiseworthy of his relationship.

“And if Yumi confesses to you or asks you for a skinship, don't mind me. ”

“Praise.... ”

The poem was surprised at how praiseworthy it was to say that I could fall in love with Yumi. Was Chan always so cool?

“Did I say something out of the question? Sorry, brother. ”

“No, but are you sure you're okay with that? ”

“I'm fine. Brother.”

The praise replied with a slightly grim expression, but a firm will was evident. The poem came out to admire how it could make such a decision boldly.

“But what if Yumi finds out about you and me? ”

“Then you'll have to ask Yumi for forgiveness. I shouldn't be without you anymore. ”

Chant pulled the neck of the poem and kissed it as it was. The poem gave an instant erection even though it had just begun to give a loving kiss. I kissed a lot of women, but I felt good enough to argue with the water level.

Knock it off!

That's when Yumi opened the door. Praise stopped the kiss with a sad face and sat on the table on the floor, as Yummi said yesterday, sitting across from the poem.

Yummi came in with a visit to praise, as if it were natural.

“Hey, I'm back. ”

“Yumi, are you here? ”

Yummi was happier than usual at the words of the poem. After I told Chan that I liked the poem, I felt relieved. Now I can do things like this with the Pope without knowing it like before.

“I'll get changed. ”

“Yes.”

Yummi hurriedly goes to his room, changes his uniform, and returns to the Hall of Praise. Then I sat next to the poem as if it were natural.

“Hehe.”

And then he smiles in a good way.

“Sis, tea. I'll have some tea. ”

Yumi notices.

“Ugh, yeah. Okay."

The praise went out with a slightly bitter expression. No matter how much I liked it, I couldn't help but feel a little awkward. But no matter what I thought, it was for the best. If you do not yield, you will definitely fight Yumi and the situation.

“Hurry up, brother. ”

Yumi was asking if the kiss had been tolerated or not. Yummi's little lips were cute, so the poem smiled and kissed her.

Not only did I touch my lips as before, I also used to use them more technically, but I also crossed my tongue and kissed them quite tightly. Then, as soon as I heard the sound of the compliment coming from boiling the tea, the poem tried to stop the kiss and fall off as usual.

However, Yumi was distracted by the kiss with the poem and did not hear the hymn. Yummi wrapped his arm around the poem and gave a hot kiss, and he suddenly fell in shock at the sound of the door opening.

“Have some tea. Brother.”

“Thank you. ”

The compliment came in with the car, and Yummi noticed the situation as she was blushing. I'm so ashamed of being alone with the poem... Yumi was still a child.

“Oh, it's hot. ”

Yumi, who was not caught in the crucial scene, was so surprised that she was embarrassed to the neck and shook her face with her hands. I told Chan yesterday that I liked the poem, but I was too embarrassed to see him kiss me the next day.

The poem took out his tablet while drinking tea and checked the views on the video posted earlier today.

6.

After several hours, he was only getting 6 views. Plus, there were no likes or comments. I tried to put it up as a demonstration, but I didn't think it would be very promising at this rate, so I thought about how to get the views up.

“Praise, Yumi. I wrote that song on YouTube. You want to see it? ”

“Your song? Let's see, you're a really good singer. I'm so excited. What did you call me?”

“A song?”

Yumi said without rest with a look of anticipation that she was now calm, but surprised that she had never heard the song of the poem.

“Ten million years of love. Listen."

The poem placed the tablet in the middle and played back a video that he uploaded.

It was a castle in Europe that felt similar to Cafe Quezron. Sitting in a chair with beautiful forest through the window, he was listening to 10 million years of love horoscope glasses.

“Wow, you're awesome. I'm wearing sunglasses, so it really tickles. ”

Chan did not speak like Yumi, but watched the video with a loving smile.

And the music of the sagging poem resounded after the prelude ended. With such a sweet and beautiful voice, praise and Yumi couldn't even admire it, and they were dumbfounded.

More than 3 minutes passed in a moment. In his time, it was definitely three minutes, but he was immersed in the song so much that he felt that praise and Yumi were fleeting.

“Wow……. Wow... ”

Yumi merely expressed her admiration, and praise was merely a glance with moist eyes.

The poem gladly smiled at him.

“Brother, brother. Can I post this on the slutty site? She sings a lot better than real Park Chan-gyu. It's the best.”

Yummi is excited and just talks.

“Really? I was going to ask Yumi to do it anyway. I want to be evaluated for my efforts. ”

“Sis, not many real singers can sing better than you. If you go out, you'll get a target right away. ”

“Thank you.”

“Can I put it up now? Brother?”

“Will you do that for me? ”

“I'll be right up! I'm really excited about the reaction. ”

Yummi turns on Chan's computer and immediately goes to the site and starts writing.

[Title: Sisters, it's a video of a song that my brother used to sing. Please rate it.]

[Content: My brother is really, really close to me, and he sings really well. Listen and rate me. He was totally in love with me!! It sings better than Park Chan-gyu!!]

Yummi, who finished writing, pasted a video tag of a YouTube song that was last sung by the poem and pressed the Write button.

“Bro, I'm done. ”

“Thank you, Yumi. ”

“No, it's not.”

Yumi, who was shy of answering thanks to the poem, pressed the Refresh button to continue checking his comments. However, comments were not immediately posted outside my mind.

“Oh no, why aren't you commenting? ”

“It's okay, Yumi. We'll run later. ”

The poem calmed down while patting down the hurrying Yumi. Yummi was more excited than he was.

“Brother, I'm going to change my clothes. It's almost 6: 00. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

Yummi constantly presses the refresh button while Chan took her clothes and went to change into Yummi's room.

I said, "Oh, my brother's commented. ”

“What?”

The poem checked Yummi's comments.

[autumn sky: like a genuine song.]

“Heh heh. Feels good. ”

Yumi liked the comment praising the poetry with a smile on the face of the praised sheep. When the poem saw such a beauty, he stroked his head with a bloody smile.

Then came the compliment of changing clothes.

“Brother, I changed everything. Let's go.”

“Yeah, let's do that. Yumi, I'll see you tomorrow. ”

“Yes, brother. See you tomorrow."

The poem stroked Yummi's head once more at the front door and headed to the cafe with praise.

And while Yummi was working with Chan when he arrived at the cafe, comments on Yummi's videos began to pile up and spread to bulletin boards on other sites.

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Have a nice day.