Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

No matter how sympathetic you are, if you're 21, you're old enough to have basic sex knowledge.

Kim Song-hee, holding the handsome junior in her hand, waved her genitals up and down when asked to shake them. I raised the operating lever of a mechanical device. As if you're getting off.

"No, not like that. Like this..."

I held Kim Song-hee's hand and taught her how to make a proper daughter.

-Pod Pods

"Uh, yes. Just a little bit faster here."

"This much?"

-Sweet, sunny, sunny, sunny, sunny.

"Oh, good, good. Oh...."

When I say I feel good, a happy look spreads over Song-hee's face.

There was definitely a willingness to learn.

You're the type to work harder if you give compliments.

"Okay, first try it on me and do it right to Sungmin. Men like women who are good."

"Oh really? Don't you hate it if you're too good?”

"It's better to be good than bad."

"But the chief's nose is peeing."

"Calm down. It's like a natural lubricant, not a pee. Something similar to what comes out in a woman."

"Aha."

Then, rub the dew on the ends of the ears with your fingers to check the viscosity. With the eyes of a scientist looking at the liquid in a flask.

"Oh, yes, yes... ...you're good."

After confirming that there was about five minutes left of the soybean paste eye drops, he sat down in a squat position next to Song-hee.

Song-hee tilts her upper body to continue the capture.

I reached under the blouse and touched Song-hee's chest with a weighing pose.

It was a pity that I couldn't insert it, but this felt good in its own way.

That's how the eldest daughter proceeded for about a minute.

The speed of the arm that peaked slowly begins to lose strength.

There is a problem with endurance.

Sure enough, the sound of Bolmen comes out of Song-hee's mouth.

"The chief's arm hurts. My back hurts."

"Really?"

Can you do it with your mouth now?

I gently wrapped Song-hee's back neck and led her towards the junior.

I seem to have noticed what I want.

I feel a sudden strain in my left arm as I step on the chair.

"Come on, hold on, you look so scary..."

"I'm not scared, I'm not scared. If it goes into your mouth, it's all the same.”

"I'll just do it with my hands."

"It takes a long time if you do it with your hands. Let's finish quickly and continue talking about Choi Mi-hyun."

Saying so, he pulled the back of his neck toward me again.

This time, it comes down smoothly.

It feels like I'm speaking up naturally because I'm a few days away from the emotional zone.

Now the distance between the chilies and the mouth is reduced to one finger.

Song-hee swept the hair off her face behind her ears and soon accepted Junior as if she had decided.

Oh, my. It's so tight in the buttocks.

Though clumsy, he felt more skillful than he did with his hands.

I patted the scalp on the back of the head to match the rhythm.

Jjap Jjap Jjap Jjap Jjap Jjap

Here comes the feeling of the tide coming in the twilight.

"Sigh..."

Song-hee's mouth began to speed up little by little, perhaps because of my groaning.

When the tip was slightly bounced with the tip of his fingernail, a short exclamation came out of Song-hee's mouth.

He swept his waist down and rubbed it with his fingers between the anus and the inner part through a round, peach-shaped hip.

It was more moist than before.

"Huh..."

"Whoa, whoo..."

[Arrrrrr...]

Seeing that the dog growls from the mouth of the emotional group, his situation seems to be imminent.

Push your fingers a little more to say hello to Miss Christopher Kless.

"Huh..."

At that moment, Song-hee's moaning tone became even higher, and the pressure on her mouth also increased.

The meeting between Miss Christopher Kless and Vibrator Finger must have been successful.

"Is it good to touch here?"

"Well, that's good.”

I tickled Miss Christopher a little faster and more gently.

recite, recite, recite, recite, recite.

Song Hee's mouth movements were also spurred by rhythm.

scratching

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Sigh, ha... ..."

[Oh oh oh oh oh...]

He's coming, he's coming...

recite, recite, recite, recite, recite.

scratching

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Sigh! Sigh!"

[Oh oh oh oh oh...]

"So, Song-hee, just a little bit faster... uh, uh, okay, okay..."

"Ew! Ew!"

[Brother! Songhee!] Go, I'm coming again, uh... ...lead, lead, lead, lead!]

Yeah, me too, I'm following you... hahaha!!!

“.......”

[.......]

Wow, Jang Bori is here!

"Ah!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

[Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

It was really an emotional moment.

This is the first time that a woman or a ghost has achieved a unified trinity after meeting the emotional college.

It was a game of sacred symbolism in that it was a successful achievement without insertion.

Song-hee's hips and toes twitch.

Then, he shakes his hand with a flap.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He was embarrassed by the semen rush that came out like a burst of oil fields.

His hands are shaking in the air and his mouth is still rolling, unable to take it off.

"Oh, no. Don't spit it out and swallow it. Ugh!"

I fixed Song-hee's head with both hands and moved my waist up and down. You have to squeeze out the last drop.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"That's right, that's right... ...Haaaaaaaaaaaaa....."

"Knock."

"Uh, no, no. Don't move. I'm sensitive."

This is amazing.

It was the same oral sex, but it felt completely different from the finish at the hardcore tavern.

As if right after riding the roller coaster, my body felt drowsy and my heart pounded.

I took out the pepper and pulled out the napkin and handed it to Songhee.

Song-hee frowns in tears.

"Oh, the manager's is weird. Choi Mi-hyun said it tasted like melon."

Then, he gasped for nothing.

Rinse your mouth with water.

He seems to believe that if he eats semen, his skin will get better, apparently wants to tease him a little bit.

"Oh really?"

"You can put it on your face."

"Oh, it's like snail cream."

That's impossible.

I thought it would be good to trust him to become an insurance planner.

I checked my cell phone and it's been a little over an hour since I came here.

After a while, Song-hee returned to her original body, and we talked more about Choi Mi-hyun before coming out.

***

Yes, sir.

"Where are you?"

Jun-Ko, are you coming?

"Oh, my appointment ended early. I'm just stopping by. I'm just stopping by.

No one went. We're going to drink until someone dies today, so hurry up and come.

"Uh, it takes about five minutes."

After finishing the call with Ko Sung-min, I texted Moon Jung-eun.

I'm leaving now.

Moon-young-young-young. [A little bit of Moon-young]

Huh

A character emoticon was followed by a drunken haunting.

I think he's the kind of person who gets out of his mind when he's drunk.

Ko Sung-min's pronunciation is slightly crooked, so it seems that he drank quite a bit in the meantime.

I'm walking fast without even realizing it.

Kim Song-hee decided to come about 10 minutes after I joined the group.

What Song-hee wanted was Choi Mi-hyun's attention to move from Ko Sung-min to me.

"Choi Mi-hyun has been buying everything I buy for a long time. Clothes and cosmetics are basic, including socks and underwear. But I get sick of it, so I don't use it or give it to someone else, so I do the same thing."

"Sung-min just took it because you like it? You don't even like me?"

"Yes, Sung-min is not his style in the first place. I'm just saying that because I like it."

The operation proposed by Kim Song-hee was simple.

She quits to Choi Mi-hyun that she now likes me, not Ko Sung-min.

Ko Sung-min says that he gets tired of it quickly and takes it out moderately.

On the other hand, Sung Gwi-nam, the director, said, "The more I see him, the more I see him, the more I start decorating, the more my hidden appearance shines," which was a ridiculous plan.

Then, Choi Mi-hyun said she will run with double wick in her eyes to take me away.

It was a simple and childish operation on the surface, but it was in line with Choi Mi-hyun's strategy to attack the team.

I can just watch the exorcism and hit the rice cake.

I arrived in the room where my company was.

As soon as I open the door, a smoky cigarette smoke hits my nose.

The table is already full of feature glasses and soju bottles.

"Wow! It's the chief!"

"You're here~"

Three male employees, including Ko Sung-min, stood up welcoming me.

"You've already had a lot."

"Hey, it's just the beginning!"

I swung the cigarette smoke with my hand and immediately found Munjeong and moved my eyes.

Moon Jung-yi was sitting in the middle left seat of the digraph sofa.

He waves his hand at me.

I'm going to say hello with my eyes. Hey, I'm done with the rice and I'm going to sprinkle Park Min-ho.

Perhaps because of his white face, Park Min-ho is sitting next to Moon Jung-eun. with a cigarette in one's mouth

The important thing is that his right hand is placed around Moon Jung-yi's waist.

I didn't wind my waist, but I was in a position where I could reach Moonjeong when she lay back.

No, Moon Jung-eun, who had been closing her back all this time and saw me coming, moved forward and was taken off.

From the depths of the heart, it seems like 100 centipedes are pushing up along the esophagus.

What's this feeling?

Are you jealous?

Is this the feeling of jealousy?

If this is what I'm feeling right now, what are all the feelings of jealousy I've experienced in my life?

My stomach is boiling.

If there was a punch ball here now, I thought I could set a new local record.

Na Mun-jeong puts an orange in her mouth and lies back to see if she knows how I feel.

Park Min-ho's arms naturally wrapped around Moon Jung's waist.

Hey, you guys look so good.

"Sit this way, sir."

Staff Kim Seok-hyun came forward, reaching for the top seat.

The guys sitting there slowly move their hips to make a seat.

In terms of age or rank, I am the oldest person.

Most of them were in their 20s and those in their 30s, who are close to my age, were Kim Seok-hyun (31), who stood up now, and another employee, Choi Tae-soo (30).

While I was going inside, the big Choi Tae-soo says, pouring out the beer that was a little left in a 500cc glass.

"Well, the chief's late, so start with a glass of bomb, or two!"

"Hey, I'm on my way back from drinking.”

"Hey, that's what they ate!"

Eventually, a third of the soju was poured into a 500cc glass, and beer was filled on top of it.

"Hey, there's too much soju."

"Hey, we started after each drink. Don't you think?

Choi Tae-soo frowns at the children.

Hey, you cheesy girl, Siberia. Shouldn't you make me invisible?

I'm going to slap your hands on the crybaby.

Let's say, "Drink, drink, drink," and then drink the rest of the junk! "Drink!" he added a chuimsae.

Drinking is all about drinking, but in the meantime, Park Min-ho's voice is strangely annoying.

"Drink! Drink!"

Hey, that little Labor Shaki is talking down to me.

He's so disgusting today.

Moon Jung-eun is even beating the beat by tapping the soju bottle with a spoon.

They look so excited.

Soju gulped down a bomb filled with one-third.

"Wow..."

"What are you doing, chief?"

Among the part-timers, a girl named Jung Sung-ah put a cherry tomato in her mouth.

Oh, I don't eat tomatoes.

"Here comes the second glass!"

Another glass is being poured under my chin.

I gulped it down as I said, "Oh, come on!"

He overcame his attempt to come up in the middle with his mental strength and emptied his second glass.

I don't know about anything else, but I'm confident in drinking.

When I sat down, Choi Tae-soo, who was in front of me, grabbed the microphone.

He once worked as a recreation instructor, so he has a progressive disease.

"Now that you're here, let's start the MT game. Oh, you know that MT is not a motel but a membership training, right? Don't misunderstand. Hahahaha."

an end

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