Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

“Does Mina like cute animals? I saw you looking at me earlier. ”

“…… I was just watching. ”

Is it a simple mistake to feel a little red on Mina's face again? Changes in expression, behavior, etc. compared to others were so small that it was hard to notice.

“Can I buy you a doll? I can't raise animals like that in hotels, so I'll buy them for you once I'm satisfied with my dolls and when I get them home. ”

“I don't need it. ”

“Well, hold on to it. ”

I bought some cute dolls for Mina and Fring who said no to the poem. After she said no, she acted as if she didn't like it that much.

I also bought ice cream and toured everywhere. It was not just to play and to quickly adapt Mina and Fring to Korea.

Because Mina had things to do with Mina and Fring had things to do with Fring.

In this way, the poem brought Mina and Fring to familiarize themselves with geography and culture every time there was a time. Unlike Mina, Fring was quite enthusiastic and soon became a foreigner living in Korea that was not awkward for anyone to see.

First, the poem found an officetel for Mina and Fring near her house. Staying in a hotel is money, but I've managed to get a fairly wide range of new officetels because I have behavioral constraints. Fundamentally, the money itself was substantial, but Café Quezron and Quezron cosmetics were so popular that money worries were so much less. In particular, the cost price of Quezron cosmetics was only a fraction, but the sales price was over KRW 10 million and the profit margin was unimaginable.

There were three types of kezron cosmetics: low, medium and expensive, and, of course, the 10 million won low-cost set was the most sold. The medium and high price sets were gaining considerable sales, even if they did not reach the low price set.

Due to the initial explosion, cosmetics were sold beyond expectation and were still being sold consistently. Then, even if I subtracted all the expenses, such as labor costs and department store rental fees, I was sure that the money I had never dreamed of would be accumulated in the account. After all, a product that is so popular that it becomes a social issue leaves a lot of money behind.

However, the money had not yet come into the account. I had not received my payment yet, so I could see how much I would make selling cosmetics on the 10th of next month.

Less money doesn't mean more problems. Otherwise, I decided to make some more money because there are some things that the situation is planning.

Saturday.

The poem sat on the sofa in Eugene's living room and drank tea together and looked at the sunset.

“Are you ready for the event? ”

“Yes, I've created all the promotional materials for the site. All you have to do is make them in different capacities at the factory and put them in a bag.

What are the product configurations for the Lucky Bag? ”

Eugene, sitting on the couch, looked at the documents on the table and said that he wasn't wearing any clothes to match the office atmosphere. Eugene, who was going through the paperwork, picked up the paperwork and twisted his legs. My vagina was hidden and my chest was highlighted by my arms. Eugenia, who was working with a serious expression, showed a glimpse of the conspiracy and the beautiful chest of the B cup between her legs, made the situation slightly exciting.

“Since there are 100 Lucky Bags, you should only give one cosmetic set to each of the 5 people, a quantity of skin, lotion and essences, and a small quantity to the other 15 people. How about giving a small amount of skin, lotion, and essence evenly? ”

“I think that's appropriate. because the price of cosmetics itself is so expensive that even if you can't buy it for 199,000 won, you can gain 10 times more. ”

“Instead, don't make cosmetic containers cheap, even in small quantities. Anyway, you shouldn't be disappointed when you buy it. ”

“I'll do that. ”

Eugene wrote something on the table. No matter how glamorous he looked, he couldn't stand it any longer and touched Eugene's thigh with an erection.

“Hey, wait a minute. I'm done with this. ”

“Okay. ”

The poem's hand dug into Eugene's crotch like a snake. Then Eugene unties the leg he was twisting.

“What about time? ”

“I'll see you in the morning, around 10: 00. ”

“Mmmm... Okay."

His fingers were touching Eugene's labia and clitoris very lightly. It was a gentle and delicate gesture, rather than sexual affection.

“What happened to the sample production? Are you done?”

“Yes, I can announce it and share it anytime. ”

“Let's do the sample before the Lucky Bag ceremony.... ”

The poem's mouth and hands moved frantically. When I think and speak, my hands seem to move, but as if they were working separately, multitasking was very smooth.

Eugenia straightened her feet, trying not to make her breath rough with constant irritation. I wanted to go into the bedroom and have sex with him right now, but I had to finish because I was still working.

“Let's stop talking about the event and get to the point. ”

“Yes? The whole story? Do you have anything else to say? ”

I was holding on to the stimulus because it was about to end, but Eugene was somewhat restless from saying that there was a full story. Leaning against the couch, I straightened my feet a bit, but it became harder and harder to tolerate, so I grabbed the penis of the poem with my right hand. Having a hard and hot penis, something hot bloomed in Eugene's chest.

“I'm going to sell a gem. Can you sell it in an auction? ”

“Uh, what jewelry? ”

Eugene, who was leaning down and entrusting himself with pleasure, widened his eyes to the word jewel.

“It's like the one I gave you before. It's a red diamond. It's a little big. Isn't it expensive to put on a foreign auction like this? ”

“If you auction with Soderby or Christie, you can auction for billions, maybe even billions. because the best of the best Red Diamonds is beyond imagining. ”

“Then will you find out? I'll show you the jewelry in a few minutes. I brought it.”

“Did you bring it? I can't wait to see you. ”

Eugene woke up on the couch in shock. However, the clear fluid that was in the vagina, separate from the situation, stretched long between the legs as Eugene got up. A situation that is not unusual even if the amount of love that has increased quickly is severed. The poem dyed the fluid directly into his hands, then put Eugene back on the couch and stimulated his vagina.

“Ahh……. No, I can't stand it if you keep doing that. ”

When Eugene's slippery finger stimulated the clitoris, Eugene began to fall into the couch like a swamp. I wanted to see the jewels quickly, but I felt so good that I couldn't get up.

“I can't take it anymore. Can I put it in? ”

“Brother, you've really changed. ”

“Huh? What do you mean, changed? ”

Suddenly, the poem reminded me of what the girl who played Timple said. Did I mention that I'm having a hard time reaching you?

“I used to be so shy that I taught you...... Now you're trying to do dirty things first. Aww... ”

Eugene sighed and said whatever he wanted to say.

“Jina did this to me. Jina's body feels really good. I can't stand this kind of dirty stuff when I see you. ”

Eugene felt similar to the sensation that his body was feeling good, and his body was shivering. My heart was so hot that I couldn't live without him that I couldn't stand the naive situation anymore.

“Then, that cold.... No, it's not. ”

Eugene wanted to ask if he felt better compared to the praise I had seen before. It was as soon as I met her that sex was so deep that she taught me, but the poem and the hymn weren't weird enough to have sex. I was a little distracted at the time, but I thought it wasn't a big deal. It was not strange for the poem to have such women because he had already heard them on the island. However, he was not overly open about the castle. However, because he taught me the first sex of the poem, I was able to understand and move on. Even if I get jealous, I still haven't decided who I want to be in love with. Eugene was confident that the situation would eventually choose him.

But thinking about praise, I suddenly wanted to leave my mark on the poem. Eugene hugged the poem and kissed the back of the neck where the poem could not be seen, leaving a full kiss mark. While praising and poetry were having sex, I thought that praising might see this mark, so I had a different kind of pleasure from having sex. This is why the cheating woman looks like a married man's shirt.

In the old days, Eugene smiled lightly at his thoughts and actions that he could not even imagine. Anyway, I never wanted to miss the story.

“Wait a minute.”

“Yes? Why, why? Brother?”

Eugene was a little nervous.

“I'll be in my room in a minute. ”

“I'm coming, too. ”

“You stay here. I'll be right back.”

When the poem entered the room, Eugene was restless. I was worried that I would get caught with a kiss mark and that the heat in my heart would not dissipate, so my body was constantly craving the situation. Eugene once caressed the vagina lightly, but it never calmed down this much.

“Here we go. ”

“Ah! It's big! ”

The poem showed Eugene the red diamond. Thirty carats? No, Eugene, who was gazing at the large red diamond that seemed to be enough, quickly wiped his hands with a wipe, realizing that his hands were filled with fluid as he tried to grab the red diamond with his hands. He carefully handed over the diamonds and examined them.

Normally I'd have to stare at this beautiful jewel, but now I can't stand it anymore, so I wanted to have sex with the poem instead of the jewel.

“Can I put that in while I see it? ”

“Yes, brother. It's okay. Please... hurry. ”

“Then why don't we make it easier for you to see today? ”

The poem got Eugene off the couch and onto the table. Kneeling on a soft, fluffy carpet on the floor and lifting your hips to the sky, the vagina was naturally located in the right place to insert the penis of the poem.

As Eugene asked me to do so desperately, the poem inserted the penis as it was. I felt a great tightening in my vagina, even though I spilled quite a bit of fluid. Every time I shake my back and move my penis, the groin of Eugene's buttocks and the crotch of the poem collided, spreading a blatant sound.

Is it because my body is constantly running up? Eugene places the red diamond that the poem gave him on the table, checking it, then throws it aside and throws it to the ground in a jolt of whiteness.

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