Let Me Be Reborn

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[Master, this is not right. These are perverted behaviors.]

I told you before, didn't I? Everyone has a pervert on their mind. ’

The current owner is just a pervert.]

‘Stay. I have an idea. Last time I checked the market window, there was a new noise blocking item. Let's use that. ’

You mean the noise-canceling sticker?]

‘Yeah, I don't like to think so, and I don't like the sound of that. ’

[You're not very good. The amount is 300 points. Are you sure you want to pay?]

If it's for the conscience, it's worth every point. ’

A sticker the size of your business card arrived in your pocket momentarily.

I quickly affixed a sticker to the door while my conscience was confused. Shortly after, the sticker seeps through the door and hides its bloop.

According to the description, this item perfectly blocks the noise in the space for 30 minutes and is a recent statue in the market window. Of course, I can communicate my voice whenever I need to.

"Heh heh. You mean sometimes when you look through the market, everything is different?" ’

[Hnng. I'm worried about your perverted power growing every day, by the way.]

Rossi's pinzan spills out in one ear.

Now is the time to focus as much as possible on the tune of having to go to Alba.

“Oh, brother, I'm scared. ”

Of course I'm scared.

There are people out there like that.

Absorbance stickers perfectly block the inner sound from leaking out, while the outer sound is biased.

Outside the door, I still hear the voices of shopkeepers picking out their clothes or entertaining guests. Of course, I'm nervous because I don't know what's going on before or after this.

“It's okay. No one will notice unless you make a sound. ”

“Th, grado · · ·. ”

“But it's already like this. ”

I yanked out the object I had placed across the belt again. The object that protruded through the cramped zipper was angry. I sighed deeply as if I could not help but see the erected object. It was the gentle look of looking at the mischievous sister.

“Oh, you too · · ·. ”

Bright lights flashed down from inside the dressing room and there was a ring around the crown mold. I felt a tingle in front of me.

“I'm doing it because you're a real brother. I'm not really like this. ”

I know, I know.

Jeong Yin is never a transvestite fruit, such as a minority or a democracy. If he hadn't met me, he would still be a naive child who would have lived like a tramp without knowing anything about what was dirty.

Occasionally, I feel guilty and sorry for ruining the innocent conscience. Somehow I think I should marry her on the premise, and I think the sex should be on top.

But sadly, I can't do that already.

If it is a sin born as a great object, it is a sin.

[It seems like a cowardly excuse. · · ·]

"What?"

[You're just trying to satisfy your appetite. using the fact that she could never refuse your request.]

I'm not wrong.

Jeong Yin and I have a typical pack.

I am very fond of the spirit of giving virginity and giving virginity.

If I steal money, I won't hesitate to steal it. If I accidentally kill someone, they will defend me to the end.

And I take away the emotion of that tune.

‘Yes, I can't refuse my request. That's why I followed you to the dressing room. ’

[You're not denying it.]

‘But that doesn't mean I don't care. ’

This is also true.

I think it's stupid to postpone sex and protect it.

Why is love the only thing that goes against instinct and shows restraint?

There is sex for pleasure, but love follows, of course. Being obsessed with someone is a definite proof that emotions are the same.

Whether it's sex or sex, whether it's chicken first or eggs first, it's just a childish pun joke.

I like the tune.

That's why I want to have sex with her.

That doesn't mean you don't care about her.

If you love someone, you do it.

I'm not protecting you.

“Suck it. ”

You can see the white crown of the tune below. A neatly combed unibrow flashes across the shoulder line. Grasp the shiny head with both hands and slowly pull it into the groin. A small lip passes through the frown and enters the middle of the cock column.

“Mmmm!”

Warm and damp.

The tongue that tickles the bottom of the fender is like that of a cat that picks hair. The act of sucking out and gently contains care and love.

“Ah · · ·, Jung Yin, I love it. ”

“You know what?”

The tune lifted up the tail of my eyes and looked up at me.

Big eyes are shining like a child.

A cute kid who only looks at me.

A toast to her eyes.

“Yes, good. I like it best when you suck. ”

I'm serious. It's a cheeky mouth with no confusion, no glamour, but her sake was better than any woman I've ever experienced.

Probably because it contains emotions.

Jung yin was more empowered by saying that I like it. Even though the crouched posture would be very uncomfortable, I sucked hard without hard color.

“Ahh · · ·. You really do do better every time I see you. ”

A complimented tone smiled and said.

“I like you too, because you like me. ”

“Really?"

“Yes, I want to do everything you like. ”

Ah. What a cute little thing.

How could I not love this child?

Repeatedly, the tone of the head changed the pattern. She holds the object vertically up, and reaches for the passage between the balls and the object by pulling its tongue long out. How could you do this with such an innocent face? · · If anyone knows her, she'll be stunned.

“Yuck!”

“Shh. Didn't my brother tell you not to shout? ”

Seeing me, Jung Ming, who had recently found some spare time, handed me a farm.

At first, I felt relieved that no one even noticed and cared about the dressing room, although I was afraid of the number of unspecified dressing rooms going back and forth.

Nice sticker effect. I can't hear you out there at all. ’

[But wouldn't there be a problem if it was too quiet?]

Rossi's concerns soon became a reality.

Knock-knock!

Someone knocked on the door to make sure the other dressing room was full. I was licking a big object for a long time, and I froze quickly, too, with my back against the door. Why does the ominous imagination always come true?

The pupils of the tune shook violently and looked at me with frightening eyes. I put my finger on her lips to reassure her, then whispered in a calm voice.

"Tell him he's inside. If I told you, you'd be suspicious."

Jung Yin replied with a grim face like the one who was caught stealing.

I pressed down on the sticker so that her voice would count out.

“There are people inside. ”

“Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. ”

A knocker knocks on the door outside turns back with a grumpy voice. As the tension subsided, the conscience heavily sighed.

“Phew, I can't do this because I'm so nervous. ”

“Can't you do it? ”

“Yes · · ·. I think someone just came in. ”

“Then don't. ”

“Yes?”

“Now it's my turn. ”

I raised my voice to my feet and this time I crouched.

I bent down, but the height didn't fit, so I knelt on the floor at all.

“Oh, brother! ”

“Shh. We really need to be quiet from now on. ”

I don't know that this place is a perfect locker room.

And that tension will make her even more excited.

It's like the Blue Dragon Train or a horror movie.

Humans can't tell the difference between the thrill of love and the tension caused by fear. The difference between being with someone and being frightened and trembling is completely different, but the phenomenon is the same. Isn't that what they say? If you're going to confess, do it on a rocking bridge.

“Oh, oh, that. ”

I dug through her skirt breadth like an angry bull while her heart was beating. Her skirt wrapped around her head like in an old photograph.

Warm body temperature, soft thigh flesh.

Even the faintest smell of her.

This is the paradise on earth.

“Haaang, oh, brother · · ·. ”

Jung Yin was helpless against the wall.

If anyone pushes his head through his skirt, it will go away.

She cared that I wouldn't suffocate with her crooked legs spread out. Meanwhile, I stick out my tongue and harass the tip of her wet panties with my tongue. When the wet panties touched my tongue, I felt the taste of a slightly sour liquid.

‘Ah, this is Canaan. ’

[Canaan?]

"A land flowing with milk and honey. ’

[Ugh. Don't quote the Bible like that.]

It's like the Bible or the Flashing Channel. ’

[Last temple, he insulted the monks. · · · You're a true believer. God is watching everything.]

‘Who cares. And now my god is the tune. ’

Yes?

‘My goddess. ’

I am ready to become an avid believer.

It washes away every corner of the goddess with a godly heart.

From the inner thigh toward the center.

I twisted my tongue in a sticky, persistent manner.

The tune retracts the leg as if it were sitting on a pushing stimulus. The rattling leg indirectly proves how excited she was.

“Oh, brother, haha. I couldn't even wash. ”

“Why? But didn't you come out of the shower this morning? ”

“W, it's the afternoon. ”

“It's okay. I'll wash it with my mouth. ”

You feel ashamed that the tune might smell, but you lie and don't smell anything. Rather, the smell of sweat mixed with her unique body felt more stimulating.

Nipple

She bends her panties to the side for a full price. A cute popping algae flutters like petals. Some women flare as black as a stretched clam, but even the tune was beautiful there. Clean and orange.

“Ahhh!”

Peek-a-boo.

You stick out your tongue and sweep through her valley.

I squeezed the tip of my tongue and dug a hole to hold my head in between the skirt width.

“Haak, oh, I can't stand you. ”

“Yes? Then I'll have to support you. ”

You stop the tooth and push it vertically into her hole. Without rush, slowly, but heavily.

Pueuk

“Ow!”

Now she bears the weight as if she were laying on my finger. The body that was about to collapse and the lifting fingers were in perfect balance with each other.

“Ahh, ahh! ”

She seems to have forgotten that this place is a dressing room. His voice grows louder and his breathing gets shorter.

Pod!

“Ahhhh.”

Pod, pod!

My hand skills, which had grown in Japan, focused on the importance of the tune. Her hole has been tightened to repel the intruder, but her hands are faster than a cock.

Pot, pot, pot!

As you try to tighten it, your running finger plunges into the hole.

‘Let's start robbing them. ’

It's been a while since I've had a dual shock.

The legendary monument that everyone loses their breath when they see this hand.

Tuda da da da!

I grabbed my essence and lowered my waist, making a breath sound in my rough hand movements.

“Huff, oh, brother, that, stop. ”

I can say no.

That's more like it.

Powered by auto-filtered female translators, I accelerated further. The Goldbird skill combined with the hook captain's skill finally bursts into a sighing mood.

“Ahhhh!”

Shoot him!

Despite her distance from the usual fountain, she sprays bots in front of an explosive situation that works immensely against the public changing room.

“Ah-ah, how. ”

Jung Yin mourns over the material marks that left a rash on the floor.

I relieved her by draining the moisture from her hands.

“It's okay. We'll erase it later. ”

There is enough preheating now.

If you wait any longer, you will have questions in the dressing room where the shopkeepers will not open. Finish as quickly as possible.

I turned the tune back and set it against the wall.

It felt like the dressing room was full as the two of them faced each other in a backward position.

“Put it in.”

“· · Yes. ”

I swallowed the needle to make sure it was nervous.

I lifted her skirt over my waist and shoved it into the ripe, shellfish with copper fluid flowing through it.

Phew!

“Ugh!”

“Haaang!”

It was a huge peck from the start.

If the heat had just risen from the previous spray, the tone of the voice grabbed me as best it could.

‘Ugh, it's stiff. Why do you think it keeps getting stronger? ’

[Didn't Yang practice last time?]

‘Oh, I think so. I've developed muscles since I've been training there with constant exercises. ’

But it's not just the tune that improves.

I was also too strong to compare with when I first attacked her.

Let me show you. How much my object has grown. ’

I settled into a full-scale inversion.

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