Let Me Be Reborn

“A handsome man? ”

“You'd better not be bluffing. You're dreaming. He's not my type. ”

‘That's funny. I know you have feelings for me. ’

Looking into the information window, it couldn't have been so easy.

Taun was not shaken by any words.

Information Window was not the same as the fraudulent skill that gave him.

[The difference between a day with an infowindow and a day without, now do you understand?]

Where did you hear that drug deal? ’

[Proof that the owner has attacked women that easily. You were given your power right after you were reborn.]

‘Yes, I admit it. I'm not the only one who made it this far. But I don't think that's lethal. Anyway, this is my ability, and that's my style. ’

[Yeah, well. You don't have to hide your powers.]

‘Now, I know the achievement is challenging, but you'll see. I'll fuck you as soon as I'm done. ’

[Master's restraint · · · ·.]

‘Let's get rid of her first. ’

“Am I that bad? ”

“Yeah, I hate kids. ”

“Why?”

“Just. I don't feel like a gentleman. ”

“Have you met Yeon-ha? ”

“No?”

“How can you be so sure you haven't met him? ”

“What difference does it make? You're a rookie.”

“What if you're not a kid? ”

He did not lose a single word to the narrative of Bo-young who provoked him. Bo-young also gradually ran into the shifty attitude of Learner.

“Look at her. Really? You can't handle me. ”

“Well? That's just one opinion. ”

“Phew. Don't take it so seriously. Why are you laughing? ”

“You don't like funny guys? ”

“Funny, too. Better if he's handsome. ”

“What if he's funny and handsome and fit? ”

He swells his chest.

As the shirt button unfolded, the muscular upper body was pushed out.

Typical showmanship of males attracting females.

“Are you appealing to me? ”

“If that's how you feel. ”

“Arthur. I've never seen anyone so fit. ”

“You probably don't have much male experience. ”

He gradually raised the level of the conversation.

It was a technique to arouse her curiosity.

Large, noisy rooms inside.

There's plenty of sofa for two to lie on, and all kinds of fruits and fine spirits on the table like a stage prop.

Bo-young felt her heart beat faster and faster.

It's not the same as before. I felt like I was completely numb. What was all that about? ’

However, Bo-young was originally an amazing woman. He likes to swing, squirm, and provoke jealousy.

I said, "Phew. You don't know much about stewardesses, do you? ”

“I know what you're doing. ”

“Do you know how much fun it is to travel internationally? Professor, celebrity, athlete. ”

“So?”

“I know I say this on the inside, but I'm a much better woman than you think. ”

‘That's funny. If you're gonna talk to me, it's the Second Coming of Casanova, where countless women like you have fucked each other. ’

“So?”

“So what? You can't handle a girl like me. ”

“What do you want me to endure? ”

“· · · Oh no. Don't talk.”

Bo-young looked at her phone because she had nothing to say. The bunk of friends who came with him to the night was still silent.

“Where are they doing, by the way? They still haven't called? ”

“Are you a bully? ”

“What are you talking about? They all went to the bookies and split up? ”

“Why don't you book? ”

“It's all bad. I don't like it at all. Old age · · · · · ·. ”

“I'm the best when I look back, right? ”

“This is just throwing. I told you, you're not my type. ”

“But you're my type. ”

The lesson came true.

“What? Is this kid coming or not? · · · ”

“What a kid. I'm bigger than you. ”

“As long as you're tall? ”

“Who said that? I'm tall. ”

“What?"

He opens his legs slowly. He pounces on his groin, leaning against the couch and pouting arrogantly.

“He's tall too. ”

“Hey! Seriously, this. ”

Bo-young punched me in the forearm.

Chopstick

I felt a firm triceps in the palm of my hand.

"Oh, my God, you look so different. ’

He said as if he had read my mind.

“Hard, right?"

“Yes, I see you found a lot of golf balls. ”

“I'm good at putting things in holes. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

As the conversation became more explicit, Bo-young also began to get excited. It was strange not to be irritated by the young men and women who were drunk and sexy talking to each other.

In fact, I liked Bo-young from the moment she first saw the lesson.

She says she likes handsome men, but she is more of a body seducer than a face. He was also not objectively ugly. On the other hand, at 10, he admitted that nine were handsome.

A lesson as big and manly as a master was much more his taste than a handsome young boy.

‘I can't argue with that. ’

“By the way, did you say you flew last night? ”

“Ugh, yeah. ”

“You must have worked hard for a long time. ”

“Don't tell me. I took two days off, but my whole body aches from making fun of me. ”

“I see. Can I rub it on you? ”

“Huh?"

“I'm a good massager. I'll rub your legs. ”

"Hot?! ’

Bo-young was not averse to his suggestion, even though she knew what he was up to. But he always said the opposite, like a frog.

“What, are you a pervert? ”

“A pervert? You're being mean. ”

“No, you're not, or why are you touching her legs? ”

“It's not the first time I've seen it. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“And I'm rubbing it, not touching it. Well, that's too kind of you to say otherwise. Driven by a pervert. ”

This time, I couldn't wait for Bo-young to fix her face as if she was offended.

‘What should I do? Also, it came out differently than I expected. ’

“Are you upset? ”

“I'm not upset. ”

“No, I'm just · · · · ·. ”

“Just what? ”

“Shame on you.”

“What else are you ashamed of? Have you never had a massage? ”

“I get that a lot. Every day I go to Southeast Asia. ”

“It's the same thing. ”

“Hmm.”

Bo-young hesitates for a moment, eventually extending her legs.

“I'm wearing stockings. ”

“It's okay. I'm just trying to keep pressure on it anyway. ”

“Got it.”

‘Hehe. I'm going to do it eventually and subtract it. ’

He snores and looks at Bo-young's extended leg. Her legs were as thin as a model in coffee stockings. One horticultural woman was a killer.

“Take off your shoes and lift one leg up. Here.”

He pats his thigh.

Bo-young took off her reluctant shoes and lifted her legs as she sprayed them. Meanwhile, the skirt lifted and quickly covered the skirt with both hands.

“Don't look, you. ”

“I don't see it. I can't even see it. ”

He strokes his calf slowly. As I pressed my fingertips together, Bo-young burst into a groan.

“Ah, ah · · · ·. Be gentle.”

“You're in a big group. ”

“I've been standing all day. ”

“You can't even sit on an airplane? ”

“There's a chair, but there's no room to sit. Passengers always ask for something. ”

“You must have done well.”

He squeezes the dough as he squeezes his calf with the palm of his hand.

“Oh, that's cool. You're not drinking Caddy, are you? ”

“Why do you keep making fun of me like that? ”

“No, I just thought this would be a good fit. ”

“I'm good at rubbing. Hold on, I have to touch the soles of my feet. ”

“Oh, that tickles. ”

“But you still have to press here to cool down. ”

He raised his thumb and pressed the hemolysis into the middle of his foot. After pressing down on the bloodstream with a strong grip, Bo-young trembles all over her body.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Easy, easy. ”

“It hurts where it always hurts. ”

“Really, just keep your strength up. ”

“Why? It's good when a man is strong. ”

“No? He looks ignorant. ”

“Isn't that about women with big breasts? ”

He lifts his head and looks at Bo-young's breasts.

A proper breast, neither small nor very large.

The size of the blouse was about B cups. He nods, muttering as if he knew.

“Oh, you're so smart. ”

“Hey! Are you kidding me? Are you making fun of me? ”

“Is this a compliment? ”

“That's the sound of my boobs getting smaller. ”

“I didn't say that. ”

“This is real! ”

Then, he pressed on the hemolysis again. Bo-young, who was about to beat the doctrine, cried out as if she had been paralyzed all over her body.

“Aah!”

“Does it hurt that much? ”

“I don't know. Where are you pushing? ”

“I can't. Stretch out your legs. ”

“I don't want to.”

“We have to release it when we're done. ”

“Jeez · · · ·. ”

Bo-young stretched out her legs a little more, spilling her eyes.

His hand now reaches past his knee to his thigh.

“Look, there's a bunch of them here. Can you feel it?"

He presses his fingertips together and massages his thighs. Bo-young nods as she catches her breath as she climbs up the stairs.

"Ugh, no. If I'm wrong, I'm gonna make some weird noises. ’

“Cool, isn't it?”

“What, come on? ”

“Aigoo, so naughty. I rub it so hard. ”

“Did I tell you to? You said you'd do it. ”

“How about here? ”

He reached deep into his thighs.

His hand enters inside the skirt and rubs the hamstring area under his butt.

“Ah, ah. ”

“Does it hurt?”

“Oh, no, that's · · ·. ”

Dawn's hands slip into the air.

1Cm.

2Cm.

3cm.

The hand that was dug into the synapse was rubbing around the groin.

“Ugh · · ·. ”

“That's okay, isn't it? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“I told you. I'm sure it'll be cool. ”

At that moment, he raised his thumb as if he had made a mistake and grazed the middle of the valley. Bo-young's hands rubbed over her panties gave her goosebumps all over her body.

I got it! I got it! ’

Bo-young flinched, but she kept her mouth shut in case she felt awkward. However, his pranks, which he thought were a mistake, became more daring ever since. His affection, which began with an excuse, now focused around the groin and continued to rub over his panties.

“Ah, ah. ”

"Oh, my God! I think I'm getting wet down here. ’

The stimulus that continued to provoke was unbearable and let out a tearful void.

“Ha, ha, ah, ah. ”

Then he said.

“This was the best group. ”

Cough

His thumb presses down on the clitoris.

“Haha!”

“Right? This is the coolest place, right? ”

“Oh, yeah, you, Zee, seriously. ”

He put pressure on his panties. Bo-young's panties were already cheerfully wet, and she sputtered sticky water like a watered grass.

“Answer me! What do you think?”

“Ah, ah, ah, if you keep stimulating there · · ·. ”

“What if I stimulate you? ”

“Gee, I feel so · · ah, ah! ”

“Feeling good? ”

“I don't know! ”

“Hey. Your face is so cute right now. ”

Bo-young's countless expressions were already overwhelmingly sweet. Hot breath spits out from your mouth, and your whole body is full of heat.

“You, you did this to me. ”

“You want to fuck me, right? ”

· · · I don't know. ”

“Answer me. Then I'll do it right. ”

Bo-young's head is in a puddle.

Actually, I wasn't thinking about the one-night stand.

After a long flight, I just wanted to have a cool beer with my comrades. Then someone told me to go to the night, and this was the place where I was headed to the second place, caught up in the atmosphere.

But Bo-young didn't have much enjoyable memories of the night.

If I was looking at the men who were nagging at the woman for the first time, I remembered the evil passengers who sat in the business seat and raped me with their dirty eyes.

Those bad hands that touch your legs and touch your butt like it's a coincidence.

Every time, she felt self-conscious about her job as a stewardess.

Passengers were encouraged when they had a chance, even though they had gone through a difficult process.

Do you have a boyfriend?

What kind of business am I in · · ·.

If you need extra money.

But you can't quit your job.

Night came to unwind the stress that was accumulated.

She and her friends had a slender body with a gorgeous look, spreading the room from the start. At first, I felt treated because I was told that if I didn't look good, I would turn to a table.

I looked around a few places like that, but there was not a single man I liked. It was men who held expensive rooms and showed off their wealth, passengers who were annoying in business seats, or people who were inferior.

But the lesson was different.

I was young once.

Queekly, I liked the way she looked as a college student.

And it was naive.

I felt a different charm from other men who blatantly cast a chase because they were speechless and childish.

After I had to leave the room.

Bo-young was disappointed that she didn't receive her contact information from him.

I wish I had asked you first, but I couldn't ask you anything about my pride.

I was delighted when I stumbled upon him in front of the bathroom. So I followed him to his room. I'd like to talk some more.

But the situation was flowing in a completely different direction than she thought.

“Answer me! ”

Suddenly, he grabbed the middle of his pantyhose and tore it apart.

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