Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

“Now put it in... ”

“Huh? What? ”

However, the poem continued to caress with his hands and mouth without inserting the penis into his vagina as if he were intentionally burning the child. It was a sexual act for too long, so I felt close to the climax just by loving the poem with my hands and my tongue, but that did not satisfy me.

“Hurry up, brother.... Ugh... ”

He desperately told the poet, but he dug his face between the crotch of familiarity and licked his labia and clitoris carefully whether he knew his heart or not. I felt like my head was burning white with a prickly sensation, but I was lacking something like steamed bread without a kidney. I think I can get a pleasure that I haven't felt until now, but the poem is not only focused on caressing, it's not even ready to put a penis in its vagina.

“Brother……. Ugh…… ”

While touching the poem's head, the familiarity was unbearable. Then I pushed my butt back and forced the poem onto the bed. Whether the penis was unbearable, it became redder and larger than usual, and was leaking Cooper's fluid.

The familiarity climbed on top of the poem and grabbed his firmly standing penis toward heaven. In the cold winter, the penis was experiencing hot heat.

He carefully repositioned the penis to the entrance of his vagina, and then moved his lower back and inserted the penis into his vagina. After having sex for a while, I felt shy and my penis came into my vagina without any resistance.

“Ah!”

When a thick, large penis that emits a gentle heat enters the vagina, familiarity gives a short admiration. Finally, I felt like I was 2% short. No, I was overwhelmed by the enormous satisfaction that I had never felt beyond the level that it was filled.

“Ah……. Brother... ”

It wasn't conscious, but it moved my back on its own. Instinct movement to feel pleasant. However, the losing familiarity of that old bet with Eun-si trained quite hard at the top of the woman's pose and waved her back in the same way that she did after several months.

It feels like I'm being sucked into an endless swamp. So far, I had a lot of sex, but I always felt a little less pleasant because I was always in the same position and with the same women every day. But now the sex with Sook gave me a feeling as intense as holding my finger.

“Ugh…. ”

Thanks to this, the poem secretly let out a groan filled with joy. As he raises his lower back, his vagina is intensely pressing against his penis, but his vagina is frictioned against the slippery wall, giving him a feeling of overcrowded comfort.

“Ugh…. Brother... ”

I groaned deeply, unable to endure the sensation of familiarity. Extremely pleasant to the touch of the vagina. The sensation of dramatic pleasure, commonly referred to as orgasm, overwhelmed the whole body. The quality of the familiarity quickly repeated contractions and relaxations, stimulating the penis of the poppy as if it could not withstand it.

“I'll be cheap.... Ugh!"

The situation that could not endure the pleasure burst out of the seminal fluid vigorously. Last night, a tremendous amount of semen filled the vagina of familiarity.

“Ahh... Brother... Ugh... ”

I felt a good feeling when hot semen filled my vagina, and I lay down on the chest of the poem, exhaling my familiarity. In just a few months, the sex gave me tremendous pleasure. I was shocked by the fact that I had sex with the poem for the first time, and I felt much more intense than before.

Even though it was because I had not had sex for a long time, I was so happy that I was connected to this situation, and it had a big impact on the feeling of intense pleasure that my head was burning.

“Sook……. ”

The poem squeezed the face of familiarity and kissed. Although my heart was not as excited as the first kiss, this affectionate kiss after sex also had its own distinctive flavor.

The kiss started by the poem, but instead, Sook rolled his arm around the poem's neck and actively kissed him. I bit my lower lip with my lips, licked and sucked with my tongue, and kissed so actively. Ordinary people were so mean and embarrassed that they turned their heads, but when they looked at it, they felt that they really loved it, and the way they kissed it felt so beautiful.

“Ahh... ”

As soon as Sook takes off his lips after finishing a compelling kiss, the thin saliva sags like a silver thread and breaks in the middle. The expression of familiarity was mixed with happiness and savagery. The moment I finished kissing if I still felt the joys of pleasure, I vomited out a breath like low sighing.

Familiarity looked at the situation with a loving face. I feel like my heart will burst because the poem is so lovely. I used to love the poem so much that I wanted to be with it every day and make love to it, but I was filled with love for it so much that I couldn't compare it to now. I just feel like I want to run away somewhere and be together forever.

[I don't want to let you go like this....]

The familiarity that was staring at the poem was still doing all kinds of affection, hugging the poem, patting on the head, kissing and kissing. Suddenly, the ringtone that the phone came from the landlord's phone that was placed on the table became loud.

However, the poem was a tens of millions of years of love that he used to sing when he said that he had heard the ringtone song somewhere a lot. Even when my body is separated, I feel happy because I think that my familiarity was thinking of me like this.

“Oh, wait a minute. Brother.”

After picking up the phone and checking who was on the phone, he looks urgently, pulling out the penis of the poem that is filling his vagina, and then wipes the semen that flows out into the toilet paper. Then he sits in bed and answers the phone.

[Sook, what's going on? Why didn't you come in at night?]

[Sorry I couldn't get in. Mom, it's okay.]

I said with a voice of apology that familiarity was in the words of my worried mother.

While lying in bed watching Sook call, he was roughly aware that he had come from his mother since the call came. Obviously, he told me not to play until late last night, but if my daughter hadn't come home by morning, any parent would have called right away.

[Where are you now?]

[Tsk, tsk, tsk. Drinking until dawn with a friend I know...]

Familiarity tried to lie as naturally as possible. It's still hard to tell your mom that you're sleeping in a motel with a guy until dawn.

[You're not still here with that noisy boy who's the school president, are you?]

[Uh, how did mom know about the poem's brother?]

However, his mother continued to question whether his words were suspicious. When his mother, who had never thought to know the existence of the poem, brought up the story of the man who was presumed to be the poem, the familiarity looked incredibly perplexing, and the poem was so cute that she carefully laid the familiarity sitting on the bed. Then, the familiarity lying on the bed stares at him smiling in embarrassment.

“Call comfortably. ”

The situation spoke to Sook in a very low voice so that he could not hear it on the phone. Then Sook nods a little.

[There's nothing you don't know. You're with him, aren't you?]

[Oh, no. He talked to me for a while yesterday and went home. Really.]

Familiarity denied that it was with the polar sphere. Seeing such familiarity, the poem smiled lightly and touched the heart of familiarity. I didn't do anything to irritate my nipples because I just wanted to touch my soft breasts instead of loving them. Nevertheless, he was so embarrassed that he could not touch the poem. He lightly slapped the poem's hand. Then, he surprised himself with a look of apology on his face.

“It's okay.”

The poem smiled lightly and said, this time patting the white and slippery thighs. This is a moderately sensitive area. As soon as the poem gently strokes deep into the thighs with his fingers, familiarity kicks in slightly.

So, what's the story with this kid? You don't look like a normal college student with a nice outfit and a nice face.]

Poetry, poetry? It runs a cafe. It's a very famous cafe that's been on TV and in the newspapers. There's no one in the area I don't know.]

Like Eun-si's mother, a familiar mother asked about the existence of the poem, what she did, and what kind of person she was. It was because it felt like the man named the poem was deeply related to familiarity. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come looking so urgently for familiarity.

The poem lay next to him and touched Eunji's body while he was on the phone. Especially when touching the vagina or breasts, it was quite fun just to look embarrassed and embarrassed.

[Cafe? How's business?]

[Business is going really well. How much do I earn? That's...]

The moms asked if everything was the same or whether the café business was going well.

Familiarity didn't know how to answer, so it caught my attention a little bit. It was a little difficult to tell how much money I had directly when I was with the party.

“You can say it. ”

The poem whispered in the ear of familiarity in a very low voice and bit the ear lightly with his lips. Then Sook looks shy and blushes.

[It looks like you're making about KRW 10 million a month. I don't know the specifics, I haven't seen my brother in so long.]

[Oh, yeah? Now I'm gonna make more. You look sincere and nice just looking at your face. You make good money.]

[Don't you think? You're very sincere and kind. Besides, the poem's brother is graduating this time and is going to college in Seoul. Isn't it amazing?]

As soon as his mother appeared favorable about the situation, he continued to boast about the situation so that he could feel more favored about it without missing this opportunity.

[Mastery? That's great, but you seem to be very familiar with this boy, the poem. Are you dating?]

[Oh, no. I'm not going out. I'm really close... It's not that kind of relationship yet...]

Even though the problem with Eun-si has not been solved properly, he denied that he is not familiar with the situation if he is mistaken for a relationship. However, I don't know what it would have been like in the past, but I didn't think it would be a big crowd to overcome silver and hang out with the city.

[So? My mom seems really nice about the poem.]

[Really? But I had something to tell my mom about my brother.]

I spoke with a happy voice of familiarity in my mother's voice full of love for the poem. It was because I thought it wouldn't be a big crowd if I told them that I would go up to Seoul according to the situation.

The poem, looking at the happy familiarity, hugged the body because the smiling familiarity was so lovely. After touching the penis on the soft thighs of familiarity, my penis was slightly swollen. Then the poem kissed the shoulders, arms, and breasts of familiarity.

He hugged himself to see if he had finally adapted to the skin of the poem and gently touched his head to kiss the body.

[Are you pregnant?]

Perhaps it was because of the expression "problem", his mother was surprised and said to him.

Pregnant! Oh, no, no, no. Mom, you're talking nonsense.]

Familiarity shouted with a slightly hotter look. When I think about it, whenever I had sex with the poem, I had a vagina that seemed natural, but whenever I got pregnant, nothing was strange.

[Eggs, idiot. When you meet a man, you hold his hand, you kiss him. The guy who used to run away like a wooden stone like that. Do you understand?]

Sook's mother, who knew how sensitive she was to men, kicked her tongue lightly. I didn't think that I was having sex with a man because of my pregnancy or just because I was saying something, and because I was feeling like a fluctuated child.

[I don't know. Anyway, I'm going home in a little while. Speak properly then.]

Sook hung up on his mother for a long time. At the end, I was very embarrassed by the pregnancy story, but I had my own income. The phone call made my mother quite fond of the situation.

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