Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

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The distance between the bamboo-shaped tongue and the adorable nipples was only about 1cm.

If someone comes in and sees the scene, it's a pose in which a man in a tight pantyhose is lying on his four legs like a dog and trying to gobble the nipples of a girl leaning against the wall.

I raise my eyes slightly to check Na Mun-jung's face. Like a child caught stealing money from his mother's wallet.

The girl was gazing down at me with an emotionless look.

I tucked my tongue in like a snail's eye and sat down in a posture, sitting on my knees in the smallest motion possible.

As long as it is discovered that you were trying to lick the nipples, you should look as apologetic as possible.

Looking away from my face, Na looked around for a moment like a careful butterfly.

[Brother, don't panic and calmly explain the situation first.]

"Oh, well... well, you were sleeping in front of the store, and Mr. Kim said it would be better to take me home, so I'm going to have an over-time job."

It may not be an excuse for trying to lick the nipples, but for now I've roughly glossed over what came out of my mouth.

Na Moon-jung, who was listening quietly, nods her head with a puzzled expression and asks.

"Is this the chief's house?"

Ugh, the woman who just woke up is always right.

I guess my voice is hoarse, but even in this situation, I think that my voice is really sexy.

"Uh, my house."

"Did I throw up?”

"Oh, and what's that, I think your period is also broken."

"Ah..."

Only then did Na Mun-jeong check the blood flowing from her underwear and her face turns red.

He seemed quite embarrassed, so he spoke calmly on my side with a casual look.

I bought a sanitary pad, but now that I think about it, I don't have underwear. I'll buy it at the convenience store, so wash up first. I'll leave my clothes outside. And there's a towel there.”

That's all I had to say, but I was so conscience-stricken that I was going to be a scraper, but I added a silly comment.

"What is it? I touched it because my chest was so pretty, but I didn't do anything else. No, honestly, I was going to touch it with my tongue, but you woke up. I'm sorry. Uh, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did that either, but I think something was on it for a second. Oh, yeah, it's possessed. There's a ghost in this house. It's real."

Na Mun-jeong snorted at my lame excuse.

Then he answers with a drowsy look.

"It's all right."

Does that mean we can just skip this?

I don't know if he's sober or if he's trying to act calm on purpose, but fortunately he didn't seem to think it was strange. It's weird not to think it's weird, but...

Are you saying you can touch the bumps on your chest as much as you want?

Is this the dignity of the Gender Opening Index A?

Anyway, I thought girls these days were very scary.

I envy boys these days.

"Oh, wash up, then. I'll go to the convenience store. Do you need anything? Aren't you hungry?"

"No, I just need my underwear. See you."

I came out of the bathroom and tried to pick up the clothes I could see in front of me, but when I scratched it because my neck was itchy, I found a pile on my neck.

Come to think of it, you didn't wash my body.

I knocked carefully on the bathroom door.

"Moon Jung, I think you should wash up first."

"Oh, come in."

"Would you come out for a second?"

"I'm fine, so come in."

What is

What do you mean it's okay?

Are you telling me to come in because we've seen each other anyway?

I looked at the emotional zone and asked for tacit advice.

[Turn it up!]

Na Mun-jung's Chew-chang, call.

Name: Na Mun-jung

Age: 20

Good feelings for me: BA

Sexual desire: DC

Gender Opening Index: A

St. Fantasy: General sex with loved ones

Pinpoint: Neck and earlobes

TIP: My belief in me has increased and my favorability has increased. I felt romantic that the man washed his body, so my sexual desire went up a notch. Sex is possible at the moment, but refrain from explicit or vulgar expressions. It's better to express it in a cute way.

Recommendation: "Shall we push your back?" "Shall we just hold hands?"

Compensation for sexual desire: 1 cm tall pill inventory

Compensation for Goodwill Business: Delay of assessment (5 minutes) 3 coupons inventory

[Brother, don't you still feel like I'm a woman?] This is a real deal...]

No, I can feel it.

She's a total woman.

An adult woman who has nothing wrong with having sex legally and hormonal.

What the emotional group said yesterday passed through my mind.

"It's because you don't know, you won't hear that when you see his naked body..."

Uh, looking at my naked body, I realized how stupid I was.

She's so hot. It's femme fatale.

He had a sexy bomb in his body.

I pointed my finger at the red pepper and whispered low toward the emotional zone.

"I'm already out.”

[That's right. It was already in the air. Then go boldly. Bathroom sex.]

At the word Bathroom Sex, I grabbed the bathroom door handle with my hot hands and twisted it.

Na Mun-jeong was wearing a new bra and spraying water on her t-shirt on the floor.

In the midst of the rising steam, one hand handed over a bobbed hair that was about to flow down to the back of the ear and sprinkled a shower with the other hand, which was seen as a puck and dreamy figure.

When I entered the bathroom and closed the door, I made a recommendation as a woodcutter stealing the clothes of a fairy.

"De, you want me to push you back?”

"What? Do you want me to push your back?"

I must have misheard because of the sound of the shower.

"No, I'll support you."

"No, no. I'm fine."

"Then why don't we just hold hands and sleep?"

"Yes......? Suddenly?"

[Brother, I'm so excited] Calm down. Just ask her to push her back.]

"Then just push my back."

[Why do you use honorifics? You're not at the neighborhood sauna. Relax, relax.]

Damn, I don't know what I'm talking about.

The circuit in my head seems to have completely lost its taste because there is no expected answer to the recommendation.

"You're much cuter than I thought."

Oh, really?

I'm glad you thought so.

"Since you washed me, I'll wash you, too. Come this way."

Na Mun-jeong rubbed soap on a shower towel that was hanging on a towel rack, foamed it, and began to rub my back.

I don't know why I'm being pushed back, but it wasn't a bad feeling anyway.

Come to think of it, it's a really strange sight.

Who would have imagined that Na Mun-jeong would wash my body?

He said it was life that he didn't know an inch ahead, and I thought I was glad I didn't die.

"Are you not taking off your panties?"

"What?"

"Kkkkkkk, why do you keep using honorifics? Take off your panties. No one is washing up in a panty."

"Oh, yes."

palpitating

When he lowered his panties, the angry boy Junior raised his head firmly.

When I thought it was okay to show this ugly thing to a growing sprout, Na Mun-jeong moved to my front.

Oops.

I covered the pepper with my hands, but he rubbed the shower towel on my chest with a calm face as if he was not interested in such things.

Just as I did to myself earlier, it was as if the undertaker was cleaning the body.

"I've done a lot of bathing services, so I'm good at this."

Somehow

"Good boy."

When asked to some extent about bubbles in his chest, he kneels in front of me and starts to rub his lower body. The movement looked so pure that I felt so ugly and dirty that I was in an erection.

"I'm sorry I grew up..."

"It's okay. It's a natural phenomenon. Put your hands away."

Na Moon-jung, who said so, quickly rubbed the bottom of the testicles to the parts of the synagogue and quickly soaped the parts of the red pepper.

There was no particular feeling of excitement, but the shower towel was prickly and it hurt a little.

After thoroughly soaping the toes and fingers, the government will then wash the bubbles with a shower.

Finally, Na Moon-jung's bare hands, not a shower towel, rubbed my skin, and at some point my fingers slightly brushed against my nipples, but a thrilling goose that I've never felt before passed through my whole body.

"Are you ticklish?"

"Oh, I got goosebumps for a second."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A momentary mischievousness flashed through my eyes,

"This is it, isn't it?

Press my nipples slightly with your fingers.

"Hmm!"

"Laughing, you're a prick here."

Wow, this is a real monster.

You're playing with a man with a baby face.

"Do you like it then?"

Half-open lips approach my chest.

It wasn't the playful look of the moment.

Na Moon-jung's tongue, which turned into a charming look, began a full-fledged caressing by narrowing the scope starting around the nipple.

The nipples playing on the other side are this sensible purple that gently presses with your fingers.

"Uh..."

I grabbed Na Mun-jung's wet hair with my hand and pulled it toward my chest.

After hovering around like a satellite, the tongue finally touched the nipples and the passionate tango dance between the two began.

-Rurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Oh, my God!

What is this?

Why is there thunder and lightning at the ends of my ears when I'm caressing my nipples?

It was a shocking pleasure that had never been experienced in businesses such as massage parlors.

I feel happy in making a man feel good.Deunny, how many men have you faced so far that you've given off this much experience?

It's facial expression and technique, and I only think it fully understands and moves a man's body.

It was a frivolous but elegant, soft, but strong tongue.

run freely on the ground like Ronaldo in his prime when he was given a free roll.At some point, a groan leaked out of the sophisticated trajectory of the tongue, which pressed down the point exactly like a skilled oriental doctor drooling.

"Uh..."

"Do you like it?"

"I'm going crazy..."

"You can't do it today because it's bleeding, so be patient with this."

"Can't we just do it?”

"Nope. I'll do it with my mouth."

"Then do it in bed."

"No, I can't get blood on me."

"You can do it says.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I opened the bathroom door and jabbed Na Mun-jeong from behind.

He bit his earlobes with the tip of his lips and licked his throat.

"Ouch! All right, all right. I'll go on my feet. Oh, it tickles me!

When I suddenly turned 45 degrees into the air as I brought Na Mun-jeong into the room, I could see the image of the emotional group that I had forgotten for a while.

He was shaking the pepper with his breath, with a more serious look than anyone else in the world.

The emotional group that I met with my eyes gives up their breath and raises their thumbs.

[Gasp, kill, kill, kill, kill him! You're the best, Na Mun-jung is the best... (sighs)]

I also put my thumb up for him.

It's only been four days since we met, and I can't even remember what fun I was living for when you weren't there.

Let's go forever, vocal cords.

an end

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