Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

Looking at the face of Hyundai as he raised his will, various menus appeared on one side of his vision, like making a game character. This is a virtual ability to customize the appearance of your opponent, so you know perfectly in advance what happens if you change your face or body. A brief description was attached with the same features that were virtual in Ramusa's clothing, so the operation was quick to learn.

Since Hyundai's face was ordinary, I fine-tuned my eyes or nose to make sure that the existing face is beautiful without changing significantly. Hyunju didn't know it at all, but his face was getting prettier and prettier as he looked at it.

“Come on, come on. Is there something wrong with your face? ”

When he kept looking at his face, Hyunju felt embarrassed and touched his mouth for no reason.

“I'm just staring at Hyunju because she's pretty. ”

The poem continued to fine-tune its face and said appropriately. However, a sudden compliment made Hyundai's face red like the sky when the sun just rose.

“Would you mind taking off your clothes for a minute? I want to observe every place of Hyundai strangely today. ”

“Oh, and clothes? Okay...”

At the request of the poem, Hyunju took off all the t-shirts, trousers and panties he had just changed.

“Lie on the bed. ”

“Yes...”

Hyunju lay naked on the bed. Then the poem searched all over the body with his eyes, saying nothing, and doing nothing. I felt very embarrassed and strange because I was watching the situation clearly without doing anything unusually dirty.

He looked at the naked liquor and adjusted his face and body. Because there was no dragon's eye, I couldn't just look at my clothes, so I purposely made the alcohol naked.

When the poem looked at the body carefully to see how beautiful it would be without any changes, I began to feel a little shortness of breath in the mouth of Hyundai. Even though I was just looking at it, I was strangely excited, and I couldn't conceive a sudden fantasy in my head.

The poem in the delusion was the man who loved himself the most, putting aside the beautiful women who were to be called the Border Terrain.

‘It's a secret to the other kids. I actually like you the most. ’

Like a genuine cartoon male protagonist, the poem loved the beautiful women and the ordinary self the most. When I was alone, I whispered in my ear that I always loved myself the most.

Then, let me show you the evidence. Hyunju purposely forced the Pope to commit an act of shame. I felt a great sense of superiority when I imagined myself licking my vagina with my necklace and kneeling, or playing with the penis of the poem with my feet, doing shameful things to the poem that other women were carrying. Even though it was just a delusion, he was so excited that he loved himself so much that he did everything he was ashamed of.

Seeing that the poem liked him so much that he was dumbfounded by the absurd imagination of playing with him as he wished, he suddenly drenched the petals as if the dew had seeped out of his veins.

“Ha…”

Suddenly, Hyunju started rubbing the clitoris with his fingers the liquid that had flowed out as usual. It was not the act of consciousness, but the body instinctively reacted because it was something that I used to do often.

Hyunju, who was rubbing his clitoris in a pleasant way, realized that he was looking at the situation at the moment. When I saw the face of the poet staring at me with a focus on his eyes, the face of the current monk was gloomy. I felt so ashamed when I saw myself masturbating instinctively while having sex, but I was delusional.

“Do you like masturbating better than you do me? ”

“Oh, no. It's not that... it's just that I feel weird when you keep staring at me... I'm sorry. ”

Hyunju was unable to answer the poet with a playful question. Instinctively, he masturbated and was too ashamed and embarrassed.

“It's okay. You can keep going. I'm good at what I see. ”

“Oh, no. I'm so sorry."

“It's really okay. I'd rather see Hyunju masturbate. ”

When he said he really wanted to see the poem, Hyunju was troubled, but he glanced at the poem's trousers. It seemed like an erection was taking place because it was more than usual. As I was really excited by my masturbation, I started to feel naughty again and get more delusional.

“Well, then I'll just do a little...”

Finally, Hyunju began to masturbate in front of the poem. I could not control my delusion just by feeling the penis of the erectile poem.

“Ugh...”

The situation continued to look adjusted as he saw the liquid slipping on his fingers, touching the clitoris and moaning. It is not shape-shifting, but fine-tuning the basic appearance. There was no artificial feeling at all, but the natural appearance remained perfect. Hyunju was a Hyunju, but it was just a pretty Hyunju.

I made perfect adjustments to the details and changed to my favourite face of the poem. However, I thought it was beautiful, even though it was no different than before.

In the vision of the poem, I was quite excited to see Hyunju masturbate with his eyes closed. Before it was definitely pretty, there was more visual satisfaction in being prettier.

However, after fine-tuning his appearance, he was looking at the current state of masturbation, and there was a pale pink and dark pink all over his body. The nipples, neck, ears, and vagina were emitting pink light at a steady rate. It was similar to the effect of being told to press on it when playing a game.

Given the brief explanation of the effects I have never seen, it was a function of a kezron chip that visually expresses where a woman needs to touch or lick her body with her ability to measure her sexuality. The darker the pink, the more intense the sensation, and the lighter the color, the less pleasant the sensation. When the levels of kezron chips were low, they were far more advanced than when the profile showed a simple sympathy band.

Moreover, problems with the body, such as the disease or illness that is suffering, could also be seen through the ability of the profile. Now, just by looking at him, I was able to pierce the information I felt beyond my vocal cords, even the disease, and not even the person knew it at once.

The poem decided to briefly stimulate the parts of the penis, as they were indicated. However, I had to clean my body in dragon language because Hyunju had not washed yet.

“I'll lick it up because it's clean. ”

I deliberately used the word "cleanliness" to express the term.

“Yes?”

At the words of the sudden poem, Hyundai's eyes froze. Rather than being clean, I thought I smelled because I haven't washed yet, but somehow I felt refreshed and refreshed because I was afraid of the end of the poem.

I put the confused hyacinth in my mouth and sucked the hyacinth of the hyacinth that was shining dark pink first. I felt my nipple stand still because I was excited.

“Ha…”

Something was strange, but the lip was even more excited when the lip sucked up the nipple, and the movement of the fingers rubbing the clitoris became faster. It was truly an obscene act for pleasure only.

The poem that licked the navel, the sacred palate of the nipple and the palate, came down between the bridges of the paladin. The vagina continues to bleed out, whether she was quite excited.

“Let me help you feel better. ”

This time, he raised his healing ability, and then he put in an increasingly refreshing word on his finger. Then I put my finger into the vagina of the flowing fluids and helped masturbate by directly stimulating the strong pink vagina. When I gently stimulated the most pleasant part of the slippery vagina with my finger, Hyunju shook and moaned.

Since she walked more than just stimulating the vagina wall with her fingers, she continued to rub only the clitoris with her fingers, in ecstasy, with enormous pleasure.

“Ugh...”

At that moment, Hyundai's finger slowed down and trembled less. I reached the pinnacle of pleasure as my mind became dazed. I tried to feel the pleasure in itself as Hyunju lifted his waist with his legs, feeling overwhelmingly pleasant.

I was also very excited to see him, and my panties were groggy in Cooper's liquid. When I changed my vaginal engineering form into a penis during the osteoclastosis, I instinctively knew what it felt like to be a woman, but now I could know where I felt and where I liked to touch it, even without inserting my penis.

Thanks to its ability to use dragon words and special abilities, it was no exaggeration to say that it had now reached the woman's orgasm with just one finger, causing her to become distracted by the pleasures of flying through the sky.

“Ha... ha...”

Only the pleasures subsided and Hyundai's thinking returned to normal. I was still a little shaken by the excitement, but I was able to wake up. However, when I came to my senses, I remembered a scene that was straight up to my waist because of the overwhelming pleasure I felt while masturbating in front of the poem.

I felt quite embarrassed that I usually had sex with the poem, but I felt that way when I masturbated by myself.

“Did you feel good? ”

“Good… Ho, I'm sorry to feel alone. ”

I felt embarrassed and sorry for feeling pleasant by myself, so I felt like the voice of Hyundai was crawling in.

“It was good just to see how you feel while masturbating. But look at this. It's very sexy.”

The poem looked at the wet, contemplative vagina in detail and said. The slight cracks and the red clitoris were extremely obscene. If there was still excitement, the clitoris remained pink on the clitoris, so the lip gently touched it.

“Ugh...”

Even though he touched it lightly, Hyunju trembled again. I felt so good just touching the poem.

Even all the women in the house wanted to have the poem as their own. However, I knew deep down that there were people who were beautiful enough to transcend the notion of beauty around me, and that I could not possess the existence of the poetry alone. That's why I had to be satisfied with my imagination. It was an honor and happiness just by touching the vagina or having sex like this for an ugly, incompetent and ordinary self.

When the old poem recruited baristas, I was too grateful to the past self who went straight to the poem's shop without any worries. If I hadn't met the poem back then, I would have lived the dark life of barely living the life of a stupid fantasy without having a boyfriend.

“Let me know if you have any difficulties or difficulties in the future. I'm worried because Hyunju keeps it in my mind all the time. You know how much I care about you, right? ”

“Yes.”

Hyunju replied shyly, his vagina soaking wet. I was so happy and happy that the poem cared about me. I felt trembling at the situation like a fan pic worn by male idol fans.

“Oh, and I'll give Hyunju a beauty massage in the future. ”

“Beauty massage? ”

“Yes. It's a facial massage, and it makes your eyes bigger, your nose pucker, and your face smaller. Hyunju has no confidence in her face, so I'll make her pretty. ”

“And for me... thank you so much. I have to give you something in return...”

Since there were no words and nonsense about who would get plastered with massage in the world, Hyunju was deeply grateful without any doubts.

“The reward is just enough to have a drink. ”

“Ah…”

Hyunju shivered slightly because of the excitement. I didn't even touch the vagina with my hands, but I could only feel the orgasm of how excited a word of the poem was.

“Brother, I'm ready. ”

It's a nice atmosphere, and a compliment shouts that the party is almost ready outside the door.

“Oh, I'm out of here. ”

The poem shouted to praise.

“Then I'll go down first. Hyunju, get dressed and come down when you're ready. ”

“Yes, I'll be right there. ”

As the poem went down first, he breathed lightly. Then he entered something on his smartphone naked and then touched his vagina again. I was so happy just now, I wanted to feel lucky again. Hyunju, who was warmed up, masturbated again, looking at his smartphone.

Suddenly, the room was filled with only the sighing of a rushing breath.

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The rest of the day is a bit of a Monday break, because you can write for a long time.

Thank you for always reading