Dragon’s Legacy

Level 4 Conquest!

“That's ridiculous. ”

This is ridiculous. This was a material that could not emerge in his delusions. I can't believe this nonsense happened in the world. I squeezed my eyes and pinched my cheeks, but all of this was true.

“That's ridiculous. ”

Hyunju stares at the big poem's penis and mutters. The penis that had sucked hundreds or thousands of times in his delusions was right in front of his eyes. It was because I was sleeping that I almost felt helpless, causing compassion and smothering myself without knowing it.

“Oh, no. You can't do that. ”

The penis of the poem came out. It happened by coincidence, but it was willful to touch it here. Coincidence and will were so different in meaning. If he touches it and it happens, then what?

I really wanted to touch it so badly, but Hyunju held on tight and stared at his penis.

“Ahh... ”

Simply looking at it, I was so excited that Hyunju put his dress on and put his hands on his panties as he looked at the situation.

“Phew……. ”

Even though I only touched my panties a little, I felt a tingling sensation. I gently touched my own labyrinth in case the poem wakes up.

“Ugh... ”

The sheer joy of seeing the shriveled penis flowed down my spine that I had never felt before. To feel a little more intense comfort, Hyunju gently twisted her panties to the side and gently stroked her grin.

“Ah……. Ah... ”

After visualizing the clitoris with a finger full of euphemism, I was only sighing wildly because it was so intense that I couldn't even speak properly.

“Ahh... ”

I thought it would calm down once I had properly masturbated. However, the more I masturbated, the more I wanted to touch and feel the penis of the poem. More, more intense stimulation was desired. The penis of the poem is like a fish in front of a cat.

“Ah……. ”

Hyunju, who was considering rubbing his clitoris lightly for a long time, decided to take a moment, really. It's because I thought that this day might not come forever in my life. The poem was mannered and kind, so he showed interest and treated himself well, but I didn't think other men would do it.

Thanks to the poetry, choreography, and conch, the appearance changed a lot, but inside it was still the old Prefect who was shy and not confident. Because being human doesn't change that easily unless there's some motive.

Hyunju wipes the liquid from his hands with a paper towel, then steps off the couch and approaches the paladin's penis. Kneeling on the floor, I looked at the penis of the poem lying on the couch as if from a distance.

Like the word "doughnut," it looked like a turtle's head, and there was a slight crack in front of it to pee. Hyunju was very careful to put the split slightly.

“Ah……. ”

I was amazed at the gentle, gentle feeling. I took my head close to my head, looking at everything in my penis, and gently touched it with my fingers. Of course, I didn't forget to be careful about the situation while touching it.

When I touched it with my finger, I had an appetite to hold it with my hand. The poem took courage and grabbed the penis with his right hand when he could not see whether he was falling asleep or awake. I was surprisingly okay with this warm and fluffy feeling.

As I gently squeeze my hand, my penis twitches and starts to grow.

“Erectile……. ”

Hyunju could see at once that the situation was erecting. It was so amazing that the shriveled penis stood up on its own. Hyunju stared at me with an interesting expression. But it grew a little bigger because I didn't touch it.

So when I grabbed my penis again, it became harder and bigger. Originally, I was going to look at the feeling with just a little finger, but without even the slightest hint of the situation, Hyunju became increasingly bold and I thought about trying to suck it.

“Oh, I'm sure it's fine. ”

Without thinking about it for as long as before, Hyunju tried to put a large erectile penis in his mouth and paused for a moment, then took his nose and smelled it first. I didn't smell anything. I only smelled the fragrance of flowers because I washed it before.

The aromatic Hyunju carefully stuck the penis of the poem in his mouth. As the hot, hard penis entered my mouth, I was trembling with tremendous excitement.

I licked my penis and my head with my tongue, but I also tried to suck it. This naughty sensation that I had never imagined made Hyunju's mind daze.

I took the penis of the poem with my right hand and put it in a dress with my left hand and rubbed the clitoris. I couldn't think of any excitement that made my body tremble.

Is this the kind of place where heaven exists? With intense pleasure, the amniotic fluid flows like a waterfall and the vagina constantly contracts. I was so excited that I didn't even want to think about it. I just sucked the penis with my mouth and rubbed the clitoris with my left hand.

“Tongue, Hyun-joo. ”

As soon as I realized that it was the voice of the poem, I felt my heart stiffened and my excited body cooled down. I didn't have any idea what to say or what to do. My head turned completely blank.

“What the hell.... ”

Hyunju looked at the ground after holding the penis of the poem. It was because I was too scared to look at the poem. At first, I tried to touch it a little, but when I touched it, I was sucking my dick without even knowing it.

It was an obvious sexual harassment. If he reported it, he would be arrested. No, beyond that, I was so afraid of what the poem would think of me. I was more afraid that the situation would disgust me than getting caught by the police.

“Ugh... ”

Hyunju said nothing but tears. I just thought I wanted all this to be a dream. Perhaps he was abandoned by the Pope and perhaps sent to prison.

“Are you okay, Hyun-joo? ”

However, the poem, who thought he would be angry with himself, came and wiped his tears with a paper towel.

“I'm sorry. Ms. Grant... ”

Hyunju wept and asked for forgiveness. However, I couldn't bear to be afraid of the look on his face.

“No, I'm more sorry. ”

At that time, the poem, who thought he would insult himself and be angry, hugged him slightly, saying that he was more wrong.

“Ah……. ”

I couldn't understand what was happening.

“I'm sorry I called Hyun-joo today and made a mistake and caused nothing but trouble. ”

“Oh, no. Ms. Grant... ”

In the arms of the poet who embraced him, he smelled the delicate scent of flowers from his penis earlier. As he patted his back and comforted him, his fearful mind began to calm down a little, and the thoughts of his head that had become blank began to return.

“Sa, boss……. ”

“Call me comfortably, Hyun-joo. ”

The poem said, placing a mainstream drink. No more tears came out of the eyes of Hyundai and the face that was filled with fear returned to its original state.

“Yes, yes? ”

“You don't mind if I say half, do you? ”

He looked at the eyes of the current man at a close distance and said,

“Oh, yes……. ”

“Yes, Hyunju. You can call me brother. We don't age any differently. ”

What he said with a smile, Hyunju did not understand how the situation would unfold. It was too different from the dark and dark direction he had imagined.

“Well, but…. ”

“Hurry up.”

“Oh, brother……. ”

“Yes, we can do that. ”

I only called him Hyung, but I was a little nervous and got cold sweat.

“Hyunju.... ”

“Yes, yes. Oh, brother. ”

When the poem called, Hyunju blushed his face and replied. Most of the previous fears are gone now. Rather, I was moved by the words of the poet that he forgave himself and said he was more sorry.

Hyunju looked into the eyes of the poem. We looked into each other's eyes. Then the poem naturally hugged the liquor and kissed him lightly.

“Ah……. ”

In a different sense, Hyunju became stiff. It was my first kiss. It was also my first kiss with the poem I longed for so much. So I could feel the liquid that had dried up a long time ago spilling out again.

The poem smiled slightly at himself and kissed him again. I pulled my body slightly and kissed him, but I was distracted by the soft feeling that my body would melt. This was not a delusion, but a reality. Unlike the delusion where I felt nothing, my lips felt warm and I felt the breath of the poem. This feeling of perfect reality brought a tremendous sense of fulfillment.

At first, I thought he was just going to kiss me lightly, but he wasn't. He bit his lips slightly and licked or touched his teeth with his tongue. When I was delusional, I used to tease the lips of the poem, but I didn't know what to do, so I just opened my mouth slightly.

The poem kissed skillfully and did not respond well. He was too shy and blushed his face.

“It's okay, Hyunju. Don't be nervous.”

The poem smiled lightly and touched his heart as he kissed again. I felt a thin cistern dress and a plump chest.

When the poem touched his chest, Hyunju flinched for a moment, but did not resist at all. No, it's full of wind that wants you to make more progress without quitting here. There was no fear at all because I had already finished hundreds of simulations with delusions. Rather, I was so happy that I couldn't bear it.

“Can I take it off? ”

“Yes……. Brother... ”

In the words of the poem whispering in my ear, Hyunjik replied.

The lip gently unzips the back of the dress and peels off the sleeve. I knew that I was wearing a white brassiere because I was a Sisru dress, but it was different from looking at it in real life from looking at it.

The chest of the C cup was different from the explosive force. I thought praise was big, but it was embarrassing to compare it to cup C. But being big was not a good thing. It was because there were many factors that determined the shape of the breasts, the size of the areola, and the shape of the nipples.

The poem was uncovered even in the contemporary brassiere. Then the wise man looks slightly ashamed.

“Beautiful.”

I was amazed. I didn't sag at all and was rounded and full of elasticity. Pink areola and a slightly larger nipple seemed to amaze me as if I was looking at some artwork.

I touched my chest and shoved it in my mouth to suck my nipples. This teat, about the size of Aroo, was perfect for sucking and caressing.

Hyunju was filled with joy as he watched the situation of touching his chest and sucking. At this rate, I even had an expectation that I might have sex. I've been remembering and dreaming every night about this relationship with the poem, but I never thought it would come true.

The hand of the poet touching his chest trembles as he climbs onto his thigh and reaches the vagina. It was because he wet his pants and stroked his wet vagina. The feeling of the poem touching his vagina flowed down the line again.

“Ahh... Poetry, Poetry... ”

“Yes, Hyunju. ”

Rather than calling the poem, it was just a kind of amazement. However, when I smiled softly and replied, Hyunju felt something rushing up from my heart. It was joy and joy, filled the whole body with darker happiness than anything I've felt in 23 years.

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Have a nice day!

Hyunju, I'll be done with the next brazier, and I'll be up to level four in no time. It'll only take a minute. Maybe...