Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

It was not a commonly seen little diamond. This diamond, purely pink, was impressively large and could be seen at an unimaginable price to Eugenia, who was not an expert.

“It's so pretty. Ah... ”

Eugene carefully touches the diamond with a brace.

“Let's just take it home with us. There could be danger here again. ”

“Oh, yeah. Let's do it.”

It seems that Eugene was interested in this precious metal and had his own insight. In the meantime, he was fascinated by the words of the poem and was only able to concentrate.

Once I put the jewellery box in my side, I slowly walked home, grumbling as I supported the poem who injured my leg. The forest was getting darker and darker as the sun was going down.

When we arrived at the small, narrow house next to the lake, the darkness was settled as the sun set completely.

“Here, lie down. Brother.”

Eugene barely lies inside the house and wipes the sweat off his forehead. I was too tired to walk from my mouth while carrying the heavy poem for quite a long distance. Eugene sat next to the poem as though he was sitting down because he was too exhausted.

“Hnng... ”

“Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot?"

Eugene puts the jewelry box in the corner of the hut and examines the situation. Though it was dark and not visible in detail, the light reflected off the planet was much larger than the moon, making the blur recognizable.

“It hurts a little bit. I think I hurt my thigh fighting that beast earlier. ”

“What do we do? What do we do? ”

Eugene mutters in a slightly frightened voice. I hurt my leg so hard to walk, but there was no hospital or doctor or medicine here, so there was nothing I could do to make it better. When I saw the sighing with a painful face, my heart was pounding with anxiety because I was afraid that the damage would get worse.

“Ugh... ”

“Does it hurt a lot? ”

The poem frowned and sighed painfully, and Eugene asked with a worried face. I thought it would be okay to rest a little because there were no other wounds on the outside. But when I saw the face of the poem full of pain, my anxiety only grew.

“It hurts a little bit. Is there something wrong with your muscles? Ugh, I'm sorry. Can you rub your thighs? ”

“Ugh, yeah. Here?”

Eugene gently raised his hand to the bottom of the thigh of the poem. Although it was between the panties and the knees, it was a little embarrassing.

“Not there, Joe, a little higher.... ”

“Here?”

At the words of the poem, Eugene raised his hand a little higher, but it was still near his panties. Seeing that the poem wasn't sleeping, I couldn't actively sleep in a secret place.

“No. Deeper. I'm sorry, can you rub it in your panties? Ugh... That part hurts too much. ”

“Oh, okay. ”

When the poem purposely made a pretend painful groan on the end, Eugene hesitated and put his hand into the bottom of his panties carefully. Not just regular trunk panties, but sticky drawers, making your hands and thighs perfectly close together.

“Yes. Can you rub it there? ”

“Ugh, yeah. I'm going to gently rub it in. Let me know if it hurts. ”

Eugene squeezed his thighs gently, holding on to his shame. However, it was a little uncomfortable because the panties were tight.

“It's a little better if you rub it in. ”

The poem said, feeling Eugene's thin fingers. Every time Eugene's hand moved, the testicles touched slightly, but the feeling was fine. My penis began to swell in an instant because of the nice feeling of gently massaging my thighs.

“Does it hurt?"

“No, but I'm a little uncomfortable with my panties. I'm sorry, can you just take your panties off and rub them? I think I can sleep a little more comfortably. ”

“Lose or lose? Oh, okay. ”

Eugene is a little flustered by the sudden incantation of the poem, but he lowers his panties gently. Although it took me a while to look down my panties very carefully so that the injured leg wouldn't hurt.

“Phew, that's better because I'm naked. Can you rub it in now? ”

“Ugh, yeah. ”

Eugene carefully placed his hand on the inside of his thigh without any objection to the words of the poem. However, when I tried to focus only on rubbing, my eyes kept turning toward the penis of the erectile poem. Just looking at that erectile penis instinctively reminded me of a tremendous pleasure while stabbing my lower body.

Therefore, Eugene's touch was more than just a wrinkle, creating a slightly wild and sticky atmosphere. I didn't rub my penis openly, but I stroked my thigh and stroked my testicles.

“Phew... ”

Every time I gently stroked my testicles, the poem groaned as if it were pleasant, but just hearing the sound made Eugene feel an exhilarating sensation for some reason.

“Hey, are you feeling better? ”

“Mmm-hmm. I'm fine. My Jina feels good to touch it.... ”

Whether he was talking in his sleep, the poem mumbled and replied.

I started to think that the situation had fallen asleep, and Eugene's touch was even more dirty than before.

I thought it was a bit difficult for the bridges of the poem to do this in the sore yard, but it was difficult to overcome the Smurfy Blooming Instinct.

Pretending to rub my legs, Eugene's hand was sure that the situation had fallen asleep, and I moved to a secret area. At first, I felt like I was just touching my testicles. Then my hands went up and I grabbed the hard penis of the poem.

“Ahh... ”

I didn't insert it or caress it, but when I saw the penis of the poem and just touched it, I was so excited that the liquid was flowing down between my legs.

Eugene stared at his penis. When I first came to this island, all I could think about was how ashamed I was to see the penis, but now, like Pablo's dog, my instinct was to spill out.

Eugene sniffed the scent by burying his face between his crotch while holding the penis of the poem. The disgusting smell is dark on the body of a sweet yet intense man.

“Ugh……. Ugh... ”

Eugene was exhaling the sound of his breath when he described the pervert. Without even thinking logically, one of his hands was taking off his pants and patting his mangled vagina. I was still scared to put my finger in the vagina, so I slightly stimulated the labia and clitoris, but my legs almost fell down because of the joyful sensation that my body was trembling.

As I looked around the clitoris and felt pleasant, I felt a deep sensation towards the clitoris. Then Eugene's hand instinctively began to stimulate the clitoris.

“Hmmm... ”

I could not have felt this intense pleasure just by touching the penis of the poem, smelling it, and masturbating.

As the amniotic fluid began to stimulate the clitoris with its squishy fingers, my legs loosened and masturbated as I leaned against the pope. The more I stimulated the clitoris, the quicker and stronger Eugene's fingertips felt the pleasure.

“Ugh!”

Eugene's mouth vomited a wet groan of joy.

An orgasm with a body full of bars.

“Ahh... Ugh...

Eugene lets out a loud breath. I was just masturbating so intensely that I felt like I was losing strength. Nevertheless, there was still some excitement. I closed my eyes to the crotch of the poem and gently caressed it like massaging the clitoris by moving my hands lightly.

After I finished masturbating, I was able to think rationally. Thinking that he masturbated with one hand while burying his face in the crotch and smelling his nose on the penis, he seemed very perverted to me. But I knew that and I felt this peaceful, intimate pleasure after I finished masturbating so much that I didn't want to wake up in the crotch of the poem.

“Hehe……. It smells so good... ”

Eugene puts his nose to the penis and testicles of the poem again, sniffing and muttering. It didn't smell like flowers, but it had a sweet smell that I just wanted to savor. It was a sweet aroma that made me want to sleep in this state.

After enjoying the scent for a while, Eugene looked at the penis of the poem while making a conflicting face. There was clear dew on the tip of the frog, either because his lips and nose were rubbing against his penis.

“No. No, you can't be ashamed of this. ”

Eugene muttered, unable to keep his eyes off the poem's penis. His head says no, but his instincts are like a loosened calf.

After a long conflict, Eugene glanced at the situation and lightly cut off the tip of his penis.

“Ah……. ”

As soon as the liquid of the poem entered the mouth, the flavorful sweetness spread out. It was sweet and not so deep and stimulating that it was hard to taste even in reality.

The flavor is so addictive that it can't escape.

As I provoked the frown with my tongue, the sweet liquid flowed out gradually. I wanted to assess the situation like this so that I could taste the sweeter and thicker semen, but I couldn't do that to the injured yard.

“Jina, that's enough. ”

Eugene barely reasoned, took his mouth off the penis of the poem and said to himself, shaking his head as if to imply. Without this, I could not overcome my instincts.

“Oh, I'm embarrassed. ”

As the lust subsided, there was tremendous embarrassment. When I thought I was masturbating, smelling the penis of the poem like an animal, my face was burning with shame.

I shouldn't have done this after masturbating all the time, but when the poem fell asleep again, the hidden passion lit up like fire, so I couldn't control it.

“Phew, I have to rub my legs to make my brother feel better. ”

Eugene, who felt ashamed and sorry for the poet, massaged the bridges of the poem hard again. The penis of the poem was still erect, but it didn't give rise to the enormous passion as before, either because it masturbated once and calmed down.

After reviewing the diamond in one corner, Eugene lies beside the poem and invites him to sleep.

When I close my eyes, I see the scene of the poem fighting the monster to save myself and the scene where I found the diamond. Many things have happened today that I can't believe have happened today. I was excited to finally be able to go back, but for some reason I didn't feel better than I thought.

Could it be because of the anxiety that if you go home, the situation might go away? I wanted to go back, but I thought it might be better if I broke up with the poem.

Eugene fell into a deep sleep without even knowing it, thinking about joy, anxiety, and the situation.

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Hello. It's been a long time since I've written.

I offer my sincerest apologies to those who await my writing.

No excuses, and if you're wondering why it didn't come out...

It was getting harder and harder to write, so I took a day or two off to write, and suddenly it was three months later. Even though I had to write today, I couldn't write well, so I took a break.

I'm so sorry I accidentally wasted the year. I always thought I should write today, but at some point, I felt like I was losing my mind because I didn't write. Blame my laziness.

Anyway, I'm going to try to keep my mind and write again. I want to increase the number of people I haven't written in a long time, but I don't know what's going to happen.

I'm always thankful to those who read my work.