Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

The hand of the poet, who embraced the mystery, naturally turns to his chest. I didn't feel directly touched by the brassiere and dress, but I liked the situation. I'm going to touch my boobs until I get bored later, but putting my hands inside my dress and bra is a ruin.

Silver was the average height of an ordinary woman, but it was much drier than silver or flattery, except for Aru, a celebrity who should be on TV. So my heart is not so generous either.

“Touch it carefully, it's crumpled. Idiot.”

When the poem's hand is slightly energized, Silver Rain twists and says. I was more worried that the dress would get crumpled than the poem would touch his chest.

“Let's go to bed. ”

“No. I mean, if you lie down, your clothes are totally ruined. ”

“If it breaks, I'll give you another dress. ”

“Ugh, that tickles. ”

The poem whispers in the ear of the secret and gently snatches his neck with a low scream that makes it itchy. Is this the love of the imaginary lovers? The words of the poem with a low resonance made her heart tremble.

“I love this dress. ”

“There are even prettier dresses. ”

Again, the whispered poem in the ear of the secret lays the silver on the bed. I still see a flickering tingle, but I lie gently on the bed. However, he turned his head to the side while blushing his face at the sight of the poem.

The poem lay down beside him, patting Silver's head and touching his chest. The white and fine silver skin was silky soft and elastic like a rubber band. A man is the skin of a secret that anyone wants to touch, but it cannot be accessed unless he is the only man chosen by the secret.

“I hear a heartbeat. ”

In a small voice, Silver Rain, who was holding his ear to the poem's heart, says. I didn't even imagine that I would be hugging the naked poet until just now, but suddenly this was not too awkward.

As I stroke my chest and thighs with my hands, the heart of the poem beats fast. It's quietly interesting to see how you react to your touch like this. I've been stroking my chest for a long time, and the poem drags my hand to my penis.

“A pervert, really. ”

“Eun-bee feels good to touch you. ”

When he looks at the poem with a slightly pathetic face, the poem smiles and says. That's why I can't hate you.

The tightly enlarged penis was shaking hot. It was the first time I had seen a man's penis and touched it. I didn't know how big it was, but I thought it was huge even when I didn't know it.

The poet's hands move frantically while Silver touches his penis. Only the brassiere was removed without taking off the dress. It wasn't that much exposure, but it was a dress that revealed its elegant shoulder line without any strap, so the brassiere had to be used as a strapless one.

The brassiere was removed and the dress was lightly lowered to expose the chest. Liing on the natural breast of the A cup, it was less voluminous than usual, but it was a better match for silver. It is a little unbalanced to have such a big chest on such a sweet and innocent face.

The poem grabbed Silver's chest without hesitation. However, he didn't rub it painfully, but also filled his satisfaction with his proficient and gentle touch.

“Ahh... ”

The breath of silver is slightly roughened, even after a brief touch of it.

In case the mystery is sick, the poem activates the magical circuitry to exert healing power on your fingers. Then, rub the nipple with your thumb and index finger, grab it with a little bit of strength, and then twist it. Then, Silver Rain's body twists behind him, and at the same time, his hand grabs the penis.

“How do you feel? Isn't that great?”

“Heh, heh. I'm not a pervert and I can't be happy about that. ”

According to the poem, Silver Rain can hardly bear the harsh breath.

Usually in the wild, I pretend to feel it on purpose, but when I look at the groaning, it's not that much fun or exciting, but Silver couldn't be more excited about the sound of groaning. Cooper's essence has already begun to spill.

The hand of the poet touches your chest as much as you want, and it slopes down and digs between the legs of the silver.

“Well, what are you doing? ”

The puzzled silver rain rolls back and forth. When I touched my chest and nipples earlier and my panties were damp, I was embarrassed and couldn't let them touch my vagina.

“I'm not doing anything. ”

The poem follows the retreating silver, gearing his hand into the skirt and lowering his panties. Silver grabs the pope's hand urgently, but the stained pair of panties suddenly slips down his knee.

“Shame on you, pervert. ”

This happened anyway, Silver Rain tried to quickly take off the shameful panties stained with mouthwash, but this time the poem held Silver Rain's hand.

“Let go. ”

“You don't have to take it off. She's still pretty. ”

It was more colorful and beautiful to wear a piece of clothing that only had a palm of the hand than to completely bare the panties, than to wear it on my knees.

“I don't want to!”

However, despite the hopes of the poem, Silver Rain took off her panties and threw them into the unseen. This is why I can barely feel at ease.

“Too bad.”

“Hmph.”

Seeing the regrettable revelation, you make a gentle expression on your face. However, when I was overwhelmed by the atmosphere, I turned around and lay down. Panties are fine because they've been taken off, but I don't care if the expensive dress is ruined.

Silver turns slightly to check the dress. However, since there are no panties or short dresses that reveal their thighs, when the secret twists, it becomes evident to the depths of the thighs.

The red petals that covered the dew under the bush were shiny and beautifully bloomed. A man sees this beautiful flower and just passes by.

The poem couldn't help but put his hand between Silver Legs.

“Oh, no. ”

When the hand of the poet breaks into the most secret and secret part of the human body, the secret behind the dress is surprised and gives a cute voice. I twisted my body slightly and resisted, but this was just a shameful struggle.

Soon, when the hand of the poet touches the Valley of Silver Rain's vagina, the bridge that was slightly retreating opens by itself. I'm thrilled that I slipped because of my loving love.

“I'm ashamed... ”

When I took off my panties, I buried my face in the eyes of the poet as if I were a quiet sheep, even though I had held the poet's hand. I was literally ashamed, but I didn't feel disgusted or disgusted at all. If I hadn't done anything in the first place, I wouldn't have followed him to the palace this night.

“Ugh... ”

The poet's finger moves subtly, digging for a crack and caressing, and the silver rain gives off a slight tremor and sobs. Even when I touched her breasts, I felt unbearable pleasure every time I touched her hands.

The poem glances at the silver rain. I close my eyes with my face buried in my chest. It looks like a cute little animal.

“Eun-Bee. It's so cute.”

“What, all of a sudden. Ugh... ”

When I opened my eyes to the sudden words and looked at the mystery of looking at myself with a slightly dull expression, I wanted to make it more difficult, but the poem was more actively touching the penis after putting a healing effect on my finger.

It gently touches the slippery petals with liquid and stimulates the clitoris area with your fingers. The place with a large amount of nerve tissue was only for pleasure, so it was easier to feel unpleasant than to irritate a little too much. However, the healing fingers blocked all the stimuli that could be felt unpleasant and made them feel only pleasant.

“Ahh… ugh… ”

Silver groans as if unable to withstand the storm due to the sudden rush of joy. How strong was the stimulus? My body twisted by itself, and my buttocks kept falling back, and a large amount of clear fluid was released to flow through my buttocks.

A little more affection here and the secret reaches intense orgasm, but the poem stops at this point. If you give too much strength to the trailer, the text will become boring.

“Hah... Hah... ”

You exhale a slimy breath of fresh air that still lingers in the silver. When I see it on TV, I can't tell you how groaning with my face turned red, wearing a pure white dress with my chest and vagina on.

The poem also erected as his penis was erect, and he wanted to release his desire to the secret, but he calmed down with a deep breath. It wasn't time yet.

“How did it go this time? ”

The poem carefully stroked the surrounding area, not the clitoris, in the sense of calming excitement. However, the secret breathes shallow again to make sure it feels quite pleasant.

“I don't know. Don't keep asking me that. Idiot.”

“Did you feel good? ”

“I don't know!”

The poem smiles and asks, Silver Rain turns his head to shame. I never thought there'd be such excitement! I only touched it with my finger, but I was so distracted by the boiling pleasure of how good I felt. I even felt like I wanted you to touch it a little more, but I couldn't say that.

“Do you want me to touch more? ”

“No, thanks. It wasn't very pleasant either. ”

“Really? I'm afraid I've worked hard enough. I guess I still don't have enough. ”

Seeing the poem with a slightly disappointed look on his face, Silver suddenly popped out saying he was an idiot. Even if I told you not to do it, you would take off your underwear. Then, when you were disappointed in saying not to do it, you took off your hands from the grave and only touched your chest slightly. He really is a foolish man who does not know a woman's delicate heart.

“Come on, touch it more if you want to. ”

“Yes?”

“Touch it more if you want to. A man is a fool.”

Silver relaxes with a shy expression and turns his head away. I expressed my mind indirectly, but I feel like I'm going to die because I'm really embarrassed.

“So can I put it in now instead of touching it? ”

“Put what in? ”

“This one.”

For a secret he didn't understand in a moment, the poem grabs Silver's hand and leads it to his penis.

“Ugh, pervert. ”

The furious, shrugged face of Silver was red like a ripe rosy shrub because of shame. It was the penis of the poem I had seen and touched before, but when I thought it was coming into me, I was suddenly scared and embarrassed, so I couldn't touch it.

“Eun-Bee……. ”

But the poem approached me and kissed me whether I knew it or not. I thought that when I kissed her, I would end up having sex. Eun Eun turned her face slightly and resisted again, but she fell on her lips in an instant.

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