Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

Eugene opened his eyes that were closing. It seemed like hours ago, but I still couldn't sleep because my heart was beating. I've never felt this way before. It was a mysterious and new experience.

While reflecting on his actions during this time, I suddenly thought the situation was too attractive. My heart kept ringing like I liked the poem. It was embarrassing.

I opened my eyes and carefully raised my head, buried in the heart of the poem. The creepy light coming through the small window made it possible to distinguish the face of the poem. He was not as handsome as a celebrity like the sculpture of a man who met and ate once, but he had a charm that could not be compared to them.

As soon as Eugene made sure that the poem was sleeping properly, he raised his hand and stroked the poet's face without even knowing it. I felt a sharp beard because I couldn't shave properly. I felt that secretly. I stroked my lips a few times with my hands.

I was stroking the poem's face for a while, and suddenly something was hurling up from my chest. I moved slightly and kissed the lips of the poem, not being able to endure any more wild emotions. A second kiss with the poem.

Exciting current flows through the body. I just kissed my lips again because I couldn't believe I just touched them. This time a little longer...

“Ah……. ”

Eugene, who kissed her lips a little longer, took off her lips and gave her low elasticity.

I was trapped in a mysterious uninhabited island, where no one existed, but I was feeling a ridiculous feeling of happiness at this moment.

Honey juice flowed from the petals. I only kissed my lips, but I was so excited that I could spill my fluid.

I felt overwhelmed that I couldn't hold onto something. I wanted to keep kissing the lips of the poem and I wanted to hug him because my body was crumbling. Beyond just that skinship, the appetite to rub his clitoris in the penis of the poem.

“I shouldn't do this.... ”

I tried to calm down by this sudden feeling, but I couldn't calm down at all. I tried to endure the feeling of a girl who fell in love for the first time, and finally kissed the lips of the poem again.

Exciting pleasure flows down my back. Eugene kissed her several times for the strange feeling that she couldn't just kiss her lips. I was a little embarrassed at first. Once I do it, I continue without any difficulty.

Suddenly, I thought I was the one who liked the poem. It was strange for someone I didn't like, but now I've only seen it for a week and suddenly I wonder if they might like it.

“Do you really like it? ”

Until now, I had never liked a man and never felt love. So I couldn't figure out what I was feeling while looking at the current situation.

I liked the poem a lot more than the first time. Nowadays, my heart trembled just looking at the cool and charming situation. Plus, when I cuddled and slept at night, I wanted to kiss her for no reason, and I was encouraged to masturbate with the penis of the poem. But can you guarantee that you like poetry?

Eugene was serious when he stroked the heart of the poem. But I pretended to be thinking about it in my head, but I already knew the answer.

Eugene, who was caressing his heart for a long time, curiously touched the poppy's nipple that popped out. Somehow, even this nipple was so lovely that I couldn't bear it.

“Ahh... ”

I groaned as I touched my nipple. I felt so good just touching it like this.

Now I have an unbearable desire. I lowered my hand touching the nipple and grabbed the penis of the poem. Surprisingly, slippery fluid was coming out of the pee hole while the poem's penis was erected hard as a club. I licked it with my tongue because the liquid, not pee, was strange.

The sweet flavor. I was curious because I didn't think it was dirty, but I was surprised that it was so sweet and luxuriously delicious, unlike what I thought. I took a little more this time because of the addictive taste.

“Mmmm... ”

The sweet flavor inside my mouth seemed not to be wrong. After living on an uninhabited island, all I could think about was eating strange fruits, tasty grass, and the same minty fish, but when I came to my body that was sweet and delicious, I still wanted to eat it.

After a few more finger dips in Cooper's Fluid, Eugene carefully pulls the blanket off and leans over. The space is almost as narrow as two people go in, but he can still bend his lower back.

When I looked at the penis of the poem in the light of the moon, my heart was pounding so hard that it exploded. I carefully held it in my hand and carefully observed it. When he was in the shower earlier, he was embarrassed and couldn't even see it properly, but now he was sleeping and could secretly fulfill his desires.

“That's amazing.”

His penis was really amazing to see again. Even though it looked so hard and gross, I could feel great pleasure when I made such delicious honey water and masturbated.

After taking a good look at his penis for a while, Cooper's fluid started to flow even more from the place where he peed. Eugene stretches out his tongue for a moment and licks carefully at the surface of Cooper's liquid.

Unlike when I dipped it in my hand and ate it, I felt the sweetness was darker when I ate a large amount of cougar. Exciting to the sensation. For the first time in more than a week, Eugene grabbed the penis of the poem and licked all the copper liquid out of it with his tongue.

However, at some point, Cooper's liquid did not come out well, so he stuck his head in his mouth and sucked the candy like it was sugary, and Cooper's liquid began to come out a little bit.

“Ha, yummy. ”

I was somewhat satisfied after sucking out the entire tribe of Cooper liquor. I wanted to drink more because I felt like it, but I couldn't drink any more because I didn't think I'd need enough Cooper juice to masturbate.

Eugene carefully climbed up again and hugged the poem. Even though I felt good just holding her like this, I held the penis with my hands and adjusted to my vocal chord for a more intense enjoyment.

Suddenly, I put a bean in front of the query, thinking that it would feel better to insert it, not just to draw a picture. It was a bit hard to put it in because it had never been used, but fortunately it did not hurt or hurt.

The poem pretended to be asleep, but he didn't make me do it, so Eugene sucked his head, and now he's trying to insert it into his vagina, and it's too much to bear. I wanted to open my eyes and put my penis deep into Eugene's vagina to have sex and ejaculate the semen that I had accumulated, but I still had to do it. I had to let Eugene play a little more.

What the poem wanted was not to have sex in a sudden situation like this, but to have sex with love while both of them were sane. So, if Eugene tried to put his penis in enough to tear the virgin vein, he was going to take the risk of pulling his butt back, but he was playing with just the front of his head to see if he didn't want to put it any deeper.

“Mmmm... ”

Eugene puts the front of his head and carefully moves his waist. I didn't feel like it was so little, but the fact that the penis of the poem came in was curious and fun.

I thought about it a little more, but I was still scared, so I pulled out my penis. Then I began to compare the penis to the clitoris with the penis.

“Ahh... ”

I masturbated yesterday, but this pleasant feeling was so exciting that I couldn't help but feel it today. Suddenly, when I thought that the object of this masturbation was not the poem, but the celebrity I met a few times, my body suddenly shivered slightly because of the horror that appeared to occur all over my body. It's horrible for a man other than the poem to touch himself and masturbate with his penis. It was ridiculous.

Surprisingly, the poem was so happy and happy that it didn't feel like such a rejection, but when I masturbated with my penis, it was hard to get a sense of the exhilaration that I felt all over my body.

“I love it so much……. Ah... ”

The word "good" came out of the mouth of the visa visa for the clitoris and the scrotum by moving my back. It wasn't just good either. I was so happy that I couldn't stand it. I feel a slight tingling sensation in my lower back and toes.

“Ugh…. ”

I hugged the poem tightly as I felt an orgasm so exciting that my body fluttered. Then I moved my lower back and felt the joys of pleasure. I masturbated every day, but I felt really good. I thought it wouldn't be so bad to just live here like this because I thought I wouldn't be able to masturbate anymore if I went home.

As the sensation gradually sank, I slightly moved my body up again and kissed the lips of the poem while rubbing the noisy ear of the poem with slippery saliva. This kiss after masturbation felt so sweet and pleasant that it was hard to explain in any way.

“Phew... Good.”

Yesterday, I only felt regret after masturbating, but now I was full of freshness, not regret. Especially after masturbating the poem, my body and mind felt healed just by kissing my lips.

I masturbated to my satisfaction and kissed enough to clean up the penis of the poem with a piece of clothing. Suddenly, I thought that if I stimulated the penis of the man, I would give a reason. The clear liquid from the urinal leak was also quite tasty, but I had a pure curiosity about whether the semen would be delicious.

On second thought, I decided to examine the poem and sat up and touched the poem's penis with my hands. However, I didn't see any sign of reasoning with the stimulus, but I was not at all interested in the sexual problems of men and women for 24 years, so I couldn't figure out how to give it a reason. I was groaning.

“If I suck it, will it come out? ”

I thought for a long time that the sperm would come from inside, so I bowed my head and bit the poem's head on my mouth, thinking that if I sucked it, I would suck it. It was neither filthy nor disgusting. Rather, the sweet taste of the copper liquid covered in penis was quite good. I tasted the copper liquid with my tongue, with my mouth closed.

Eugene, who had no sexual knowledge, thought about it, but had no idea how painful the situation was now.

If you stimulate me a little more intensely, I can assess it right away, but I can't think about it even if I have feelings because I'm just messing around and sucking. The poem was about to shake his back because of the pain that was close to torture, but Eugene suddenly held the penis in his hand and began to suck his penis. The subtle changes began to make a stronger impression than before.

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