Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

[Licking, licking! Brother, the Queen licks at Princess Munjeong's pronunciation!]

Gamseongdae continued the broadcast by waving peppers, leaving his upper body in the bathroom and his lower body out of the door.

I squatted under it, clung my ears to the door and kneaded the right amount of Junior.

It is not that I want to make an apology.

What reason does a man need to knead peppers for?

I'm just touching it like a habit.

Well, if you feel something, then you hit your daughter, and while you're hitting her, you're doing your homework.

I habitually put my hands in my pants.There's a pepper there, so I'm wriggling.>Playing the Ya daughter, a little girl.

By the way, I can't believe it's a girl's orala.

It was a rare sight that I had never seen before during my last night's school.

I can imagine.

The scene that I saw in the Les Mool Ya-dong is being regenerated in my head.

By the way, Sung-ah, is it over if you just enjoy it?

Look at the chief, he's 34 years old. What's with the imagination?

Let's wrap it up and come out and enjoy together.

I checked what was in the inventory window for the future to come.

5 tablets of semen (full of semen)

I think you're the prettiest. One eye drops.

1 coupon for 10 minutes of delay

Two coupons (5 minutes)

She's relaxed and jealous. three coupons

1 pheromone release coupon (5 minutes)

Well, 'Relaxed' is automatically activated like passive, so pass it, and all you can use today is a flat bill and a coupon for Sajeongyeon.

I pressed the semen pad to fill up the semen that Moonjung had been eating at the park earlier. The manager's voice continues.

That doesn't mean that it feels like something is being filled, but I feel confident.

Then, beyond the door, I heard Moon Jung-eun's pent-up moan.

"Uh..."

[Brother, Jung Sung-ah is putting her finger in Ppocchi.]

Wow, awesome.

And the voice of Sung-ah.

"How about this? Do you like it?"

"Oh, good... good... I feel weird. I've never done this with her before."

"Then say 'Okay, Queen.'”

The queen is obsessed.

Obsessive to the chest, obsession with my feet, obsession with Jung Sung-ah's Queen's voice.

Who is the most obsessed king among us?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Come on, all right, say the Queen.”

"Joe, all right, Queen......"

"Oh... I'm excited, too.”

"I'm a little bit...

"Now you touch mine, too. Gently."

"Like this? Oh..."

"Ah, yes, yes..."

[Growl... Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

"Sigh, ha... but do you like girls?"

"All right, do it, man, man, woman..."

"Oh, it feels so weird..."

"If you can't concentrate, just close your eyes."

"Oh, you're so cool... it's okay... here, like this, is it okay?"

"Ah!"

[Laughing] Moon Jung is also very aggressive. The queen is on her knees.]

"Why, why? What did you do?”

[Oh, I got on board.

What the hell? Who's on board, you bastard!

You can't say it right!

[You open the door yourself. I think they're both hot now. My eyes are relaxed.]

Shall we?

I put in Junior and gently twisted the doorknob to open about 5cm.

The fragrant steam leaks out and stimulates the sense of smell.

Oh, my God.

Sung-ah sat on the floor with her back leaning against the bathtub, and Moon-jung was on it and kissing.

Sung-ah's hands are clutching Princess Moon Jung's bouncy hips.

Moon Jung-yi's steamed chest, which coincided with the queen's small chest, was slightly seen through the gap in her armpits.

It's beautiful. It's really beautiful.

Both have wet hair and foam all over their bodies.

Perhaps he was impressed by the combination of the two, and the shower with his head dropping on the floor was pouring out tears of emotion.

a showdown between Na Mun-jeong, a born genius, and Jung Sung-ah, a born genius.

the greatest sex-clash of a life you can't see anywhere

Jung Sung-ah, who had been kissing softly, opened her eyes.

He finds me breathing through the gap in the open door and beckons to come in.

Today's queen is in soft mode.

In admiration of the benevolence, Jr. shed a drop of Cooper's liquid instead of tears.

I took off my damn T-shirt and pants and shook off my ugly-name shoehorn, Hidden Socks, which barely covered my toes.

There is no need to do that, but I opened the door carefully so that Moon Jung-eun wouldn't notice and went into the bathroom.

Moon Jung-eun, who belatedly felt my trace, turned her head.

"Oh, what a surprise!"

"No, it's okay, it's okay. Don't worry about me and keep going."

I reassured Moon Jung-eun and sat down on the toilet with a kind-hearted boss-like tone.

Moon Jung-yi shrank a little as if she was ashamed of her actions.

Sung-ah's lips gently touch Moon-jung's neck.

Then, the water body or Moonjeong melts down like ice cream.

I watched the phenomenal scene and clipped the bat away.

To borrow Haruki's expression, like a child who touches a thing called a penny for the first time in his life, he takes time to be meticulous.

Two people who continue to kiss each other again.

Both of the big toes of Sung-ah, stretching toward me, are wiggling.

The pedicure is black.

Although it was not the preferred color, it went well with Sung-ah's long toes.

He's definitely pea-footed. Pedicure completed with feet.

The wrinkles on the floor of the saint's feet have risen. Watching it unfold, I increased the speed of cutting the bat a little.

On the eve of the holiday, I felt a calm sense of happiness like when I stopped by a convenience store to buy beer.

I wonder what happiness is.

Sex is happiness.

I slipped up and went into the bathtub, with the two women in their chests exchanging kisses.

He squatted down reverently and washed himself in every corner.

By the time I washed up, the two women also stood up after finishing their foreplay.

We naturally wiped the water out of the bathroom without anyone saying anything first.

Sung-ah tried to enter the small room, so Moon-jung took advantage of the time when she was not looking and whispered carefully.

"Let's be gentle today..."

Slightly smiling in a manner not to worry, Sung-ah came out with a black sports bag.

Fluorescent lights were soon replaced by stand lights on the mattress.

While Sung-ah was taking something out of her bag, I laid Moon-jung on the mattress and licked her.

At first, the gesture, which was a little shy, quickly changes.

It was the first time in a long time that Moon Jeong-eun and Moon Jeong-yi have been together except for the short orala in the park, as they have been coming and going from Joo Se-hee's house for the past week.

"Chubert-Chubert

"Sigh..."

It was a moment when I turned my eyes back and felt Miss Kris.

"Huh?"

I felt something foreign in my ass.

simultaneous remarks by a saint

"Relax your butt."

"Huh? Huh?"

As soon as I relaxed my hip as I was told, something slid into my job.

"Hmm!"

Instinctively, the poo was tightened.

What, something just happened to my afterlife.

As I turned my head behind my back, Sung-ah was looking closely at me with an anus surgeon's look.

It's like his fingers that I'm hooked on afterlife.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Oh, it doesn't hurt as much as I thought, but what the hell is this?"

Moon Jung-do also raises his upper body to keep an eye on the situation.

"Stay still for a second. Gently, gently..."

I felt vividly as Sung-ah's fingers wriggled at my workplace.

The slippery texture seems to be a love gel and a condom on the finger.

[Brother, congratulations on the opening of the anus] Now you're going to experience the new world.]

What are you, you son of a gun?

You're just saying you're not your ass, are you?

But this feels weird.

Every time I feel the movement of my fingers, Junior just trembles, he doesn't seem to come out, he doesn't come out, it's very disgraceful, but it's not that bad, and he's desperate not to stop.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Eventually, a mysterious groan came out of my mouth.

Moon Jung-eun, who was staring at me from the front, burst into laughter.

"The chief just made a weird noise. His expression is so funny. Kihehehe. Do you like it?"

"No, it's not that... it feels weird..."

"Ah-hang?"

Moon Jung-yi's two feet crammed under my chest, lying down in a humiliating posture. Then I began to insult both of my nipples with my big toe.

"Ha......."

Right in front of my face, Moonjeong's baekpozzi is flinching like asking me for a one-on-one conversation, and the visual effects of that are so... Starsha... Anastasia... oh, Anastasia...

What the hell is this?

I'm so distracted by collaborativeism that I've never experienced before.

With this kind of feeling, I thought I could make an assessment without any sexual friction.

However, the queen's desire for anus was not even started yet.

"Tickling."

I think something heavy is breathing and filling up the empty job where her fingers have slipped out.

"Huh!"

It's cold... ...and a dagger comes into the gut...

I don't know, but it was clear that it was not a human body.

It's an instrument.

It's a weapon that's thicker than a finger.

The ensuing laughter of the emotional group.

[Laughing]

And Moon Jung's lively voice.

"Heehee, the chief is cute. You look like a raccoon."

Is it cute?

Do I look like a raccoon?

I had to check what was plugged in, but I didn't have the courage.

Besides, this one hurts.

It's as if your friend's mouth is watering like a real one-size-fits-all.

He took his breath and turned his head back.

―!?

Damn it, it's a tail.

I got a tail.

There was a raccoon tail in the blink of an eye.

Why, like Super Mario turned into a raccoon.

"What is this?"

"Hahaha!"

"Sung, this hurts a little..."

"Well, it's going to hurt a little bit because I've only done a little anus extension. I was supposed to have the crown first, but I just did it because I was lazy. If you have bowel movements, just hold it in."

"That's the donkey."

"The donkey is cute! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

"Are you excited about Moonjung?”

"You're cute, too! Hurry up and get up!

"I'd love to, but it hurts when I move..."

"Come on, Move! Move!

"Okay, okay. I'll get up on my own, hold on. Whoo...."

I buried my face in the blanket hoping to get used to the pain and had a moment of hard time.

-Barack Baslak

By the way, it seems like the bastard is taking something out of his bag again.

It's not Doraemon's pocket. Something keeps popping out.

It's a familiar feel around the neck.

개목걸이구나.

“일어서.”

아아, 그분이다.

그분이 오셨어.

“개돼지만도 못한 노예 주제에 감히 게으름을 피워?”

“푸하하핡! 언니 완전 웃겨여!”

“언니? 누가 니 언니야. 호칭 제대로 해.”

“예.......? 음....... 그럼 뭐라고 해여?”

"Queen."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A moment later, Moon Jung-eun, who had both hands clasped back with a gag with a red sphere, fell next to me with a puzzled look.

"Gaang Ning, Eoong bisects you. (Manager, you're weird.) I guess I'm drunk."

That day, mankind came to mind.

The queen's reign of terror.

The humiliation of crawling on the floor on all fours.

an end

ⓒ burn7