Let Me Be Reborn

After confirming the popularity of the sixth note, I felt a bit rushed.

I know she has some affection for me, but once the full dash of other men is initiated, it will have no choice but to affect her.

You have to get rid of democracy that has begun to show obsession, get away from the surveillance of jealous Yumi, even the pursuit of Namhawks like Tai Feng or first.

Time is of the essence, and the place is not followed.

It is uncertain whether the mission will succeed.

‘We need to have a plan. ’

“How are you getting ready for your organs? ”

While I was thinking about finding a solution, my second grade overreaction first asked.

He said, "Yeah, well, we're all excited to get you ready for the power show with your idea. ”

“That's right. You said you were strong, right? Tae Young, what are you doing? What are you doing here? ”

“No, I wear rubber gloves on my head. ”

“What's that? ”

“You know the red rubber gloves for the kitchen. I put it on her head. ”

“I don't think you're going in because you're tall. ”

First of all, Tae-young's head was very large.

“Haha! He's got a big head, which is funny. It's not funny when it's written by a little person. So you pull the gloves down to the bottom of your nose, and then you blow your nose, and your fingers swell up like chicken rice. ”

Taeyoung raises his palm overhead and looks like a chicken rice paddy.

“And it's a trick to run into a chicken fight pose and defeat the plank with a nickel. ”

“Oh, you see something? But can you see through your rubber gloves under your nose? ”

“Ha! You're so sharp. The point of the laugh, of course, is not to hit the tablet, but to hit the person holding the plank. I'm going to put the brace in my pants and I'm going to put it in my cyst. Name it Flying Chicken Kick! ”

“Wow! You guys have prepared a lot of performance. ”

When I heard Taeyoung's story, I suddenly came up with an idea.

‘Yes, we should use this. ’

“Huh? That wasn't the first plan. ”

“Yes, but I thought it would be too boring to wear rubber gloves, so I added a gesture yesterday. ”

“Yeah? Then I don't think there's enough planks. I practiced kicking the hell out of you last night. I can tell by the number of times we use it well. ”

“Really? Why don't we just use the tablet? It's gonna be a tough break anyway. ”

I shaken my head firmly.

“No, you can't do that. The point is to hit people instead of a plank, but without a plank, there's no turning back. ”

“I don't think so. ”

“I can't. We should ask Sam the assistant to get more ingredients. ”

The saint who was listening silently said.

“Again? I think it's going to take me from here to town · · ·. Will you help me twice? ”

“We have to make an excuse. ”

I smiled, thinking of a clever plan.

As planned, we'll be able to create a note and two alone times.

* * *

I headed out to the sauna and the restaurant. The interior was relatively quiet due to the large number of students filtering breakfast.

“Oh, there he is. I'll ask the assistant secretary for a favor. Eat first. ”

“Do you want to come with me? ”

I asked him with a worried expression.

He still seems to be struggling with his assistant.

“No, you might feel more burdened if you step up to the vice president. ”

“Okay. Anyway, tell me something. If you don't, you can take a cab and get out, so don't get carried away. ”

“Yes.”

I step away from the group and sit in front of the Democrat.

She was eating alone early in the morning, not by chance, because I secretly paged her.

“Assistant Teacher.”

“Have you learned your lesson? ”

A democracy that was conscious of people's eyes naturally called me.

I sat across the table and picked up the mug she drank.

“Can I have a coffee? ”

At the end of the half-pour, the democracy trembled.

The half word between us is like a sign suggesting sex.

“Don't worry, no one's listening. You're out early, by the way? ”

“· · Yes. As soon as I heard from the owner, I ran without washing. So what happened last night? ”

“I fell by accident, but my back hurt a little. So I just got back on the bus. ”

Democracy said with a disappointing look.

“Then why don't you call me? I've been waiting a long time. ”

“I'm sorry. I didn't expect to hear from you with the battery out of your phone. I checked my texts. It was too late. I just fell asleep. ”

“I can't help it. Is your back okay? A man's back is life. ”

“Are you worried about my back or something else? ”

“Of course it's both. ”

The democracy smiles shyly.

She's an honest woman.

“Come to my room after breakfast. I'll rub it on your waist. ”

“You don't just sleep on your back, do you? ”

“Well, of course it's another service. ”

You naughty assistant.

You want me to call the students to your room in the morning and have breakfast?

I grabbed a cup of coffee.

“It's hard to see so many eyes. ”

“I'll call you because I have work. ”

“That's even weirder. Why do people keep asking for a teaching assistant, no doubt? ”

“So what do we do? ”

“We'll take our chances. It's not like we're not gonna see each other after Satyr, is it? ”

The dark expression of democracy reappeared in my words suggesting a long-term relationship.

I wonder if she can't live without me.

I'm getting to the point.

“Let me borrow your keys, by the way. ”

“Why the car? ”

“I need more props. I'm sorry for what I asked you to do yesterday, but I'll go myself. ”

“Then I'll go with you. Casssex is kind of fun. ”

“No, I'm going alone. ”

“Alone?”

“Yes. Like I said before, if you two keep falling in love, people might think you're weird. You'll be suspicious, and you'll be more and more burdened to see each other. I want to keep our relationship going as long as possible. ”

“Hehe · · · Still. ”

Democracy could not hide its regret.

I thought I'd comfort her.

“Did you bring the hot pack? ”

“Hot pack? Ah · · ·. Rushing out · · ·. ”

“I'll make it up to you. ”

I sat in a chair with my feet straight and tucked between her legs in a dress. Thanks to the long tablecloth coming down to the floor, the view under the table is completely blocked.

As her toes reach her center, the democracy cries out in surprise.

“Ugh. How about this? ”

“What is it, a no-panty? ”

“Well, I'm in a hurry. ”

“You're lying. You're not trying to seduce a guy by smelling like a fucking asshole? ”

Wiggle, wiggle.

I twitched my big toe, whispering dirty words. So the democracy actively opened its legs and began to respond to the love of my toes.

“Haang · · · ·. For me, you're the only man I know. ”

“Shh. You're too loud. The kids are coming next door. ”

“Hello, assistant teacher. ”

“Hey, Seong-soo. You're out early.”

The person who approached us was the Vice Chairman's holy water.

He seems to be mistaken for something that doesn't work as he has a longer conversation with the assistant secretary and is here to help.

“Yes, I went to the sauna with him this morning. ”

“I see.”

“You've heard of him, right? Sorry, a few things came up. ”

“Yes, I heard. It could be. It's a matter of pride with us, and we have to do our best. ”

“Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you again, but I've decided to borrow a car and leave myself. ”

“Are you the disciple? You know how to drive a car? ”

Of course I do.

I've been driving for 15 years, asshole.

Of course, I remember Lee Jungwoo.

“I was a chauffeur when I was in the army, and I drove every day for two years. ”

I whispered as I came out.

The Holy Water won't be able to confirm it anyway.

“Really? I didn't know that. It would be amazing to drive from a chauffeur. So when do you leave? ”

“I'll be right back after breakfast. I have to be back before lunch practice. ”

“Yes, it must be hard. Teacher, thank you so much. ”

Although Sung-su bowed his head in gratitude, democracy was in a difficult situation. It's because my big toe was bothering her constantly underneath the table, even as he came right next to her.

“Huh, hmm · · · ·. Yeah, yeah. ”

I stabbed a chunky thumb through the wet hole, wanting to make her more embarrassed. The democracy sighed with its eyes wide open if it didn't know it would put its toes in.

“Huff!”

“Huh? Assistant Sam? Are you okay?"

“Oh, no. Bite your tongue. ”

“Oh, be careful. ”

I glanced at her face and poked her hole without rest. The democracy shuts its mouth with its palms to endure the groaning that erupts.

“Hehe!”

“You must have broken it pretty hard. Dorhoon, why don't you go to the infirmary and apply ointment on your tongue? ”

“No! Don't send a lesson! ”

“Yes?”

“Oh, no, not as much as a drugstore. ”

“Still · · ·. ”

“Well, it's okay, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

After continuing my prank, the democracy collapses on the dining table with its chin bent. And then he realizes he's going to look weird himself, and he shakes his hand and pushes us away.

“Yi, you should go now. ”

“Yes. Be careful, assistant Sam. ”

“He said, 'You need to get the keys from my room. ”

“Yes.”

The democrat who sent the Holy Water first opened his axe's eyes and looked at me.

“Are you really going to do that? ”

“Why?”

“It keeps happening in front of people · · ·. ”

“Should I not? ”

“That's not what I'm saying · · · · Because I got you all wet and didn't do anything, master. ”

Democracy looked at me with a pleading face.

Hmm. I want that much. Shall I pick it for you?

* * *

The two men and women who entered the house began to merge as soon as they closed the door.

They were the democracies and lessons that were thrown out during breakfast.

He toppled the democracy with a 'b’ on the table and began to overturn it.

Pow, pow, pow!

“You like it? It gets stuck in the morning? ”

“Yes, my lord. I love it.”

After a day, the lesson is as solid as a rock.

He squeezes the back of his democracy against the ground and quickly initiates a round trip movement.

Pow, pow, pow, pow!

“Ha ha, yes, this is the taste, master's cock! ”

“You're a feisty bitch. Did you come to the diner with your panties on purpose? Because you want to be stuck anywhere when you get a chance? ”

“Yes, I am. I'm a female. ”

“Where are the tools? ”

“On the bunk bed. ”

“A bed? Must have been playing with it all morning. ”

“Yes. I had to cool off with that because you didn't stick it in. ”

“Does it cool down? ”

“We can't even compare. That's the difference between heaven and earth. ”

“Get on the table. ”

“Yes?”

He stops the turning and puts her on the table. As the democracy sits across the butt at the end of the table, he commands again.

“No, don't do that. Go completely up. ”

“Yi, like this? ”

The democracy carefully sits on the table, worrying that it might collapse. Luckily, the dining table leg is strong enough to withstand her weight.

“Keep your legs open with an M. ”

Democracy stretched out its legs without hesitation because of his demands. Cooper's liquid and affection lure the lesson as the shiny hole flickers.

He went to bed and brought a crisis tool that he bought yesterday.

Its exact name, which he mistook for 'dildo,' is‘ vibrator, 'or‘ rotor. ’

If the dildo was a product in the form of a synthetic penis developed for insertion in the vagina, the vibrator was a small vibrating mechanism made to stimulate the clitoris.

He handed the rotor to the democracy with his legs spread out.

“To sleep with this. ”

“Yes?”

“Masturbate in front of me. ”

He took a chair and sat down. At first, the confused democracy began to get excited at the thought of masturbating in front of him.

The democracy brings the elongated egg-shaped rotor to the clitoris, raising vibration from the beginning to the fourth stage.

Burrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

You shake her clitoris, her strong vibrations quivering.

“Ahhhh!”

A democracy, holding a clitoris with one hand and a nipple, becomes consumed by the sound of rage.

‘My master seems more excited to see me. ’

A chew from her orifice flows down the perineum and begins to settle on the table. He watches the masturbation with a satisfactory expression and slowly raises his body.

“A little empty, isn't it? ”

He grabs the back of his democracy, pulls it close enough to the edge of the table, and pushes his penis into the hole.

Puk

“Huff!”

“Don't stop the machine. It'll give you a sense of multi-orgasm. ”

In the clitoris, the rotor reaches level five, and the democracy is shocked as the weight of the lesson fills the interior.

The nipples are already stiff, and the dining table makes an elongated noise whether it is too much to bear the weight of democracy.

Peek-a-book! Peek-a-book!

Whenever the four legs that support the table waved back and forth, the angry objects of Taun rushed through democracy. As a train passes through the tunnel, a large discipline's cock is plunged into the root and pushed out.

Peek-a-book! Peek-a-book!

“Ow, ow, ow! I'm going crazy, Master. I'm going crazy. ”

“You like it that much? ”

“Yes, it's the best in the world. Sleep is the best! ”

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