Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

103. Moonjeong knows how to cherish the balls.

Naked, I carried Munjeong into the bathroom and sat carefully on the wall.

Moon Jung-yi was in a state of panic at the time, so he had to reorganize the situation by my memory.

"Let me see, his legs were straight and his head was falling to the right.”

"Like this?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

[No, head to the left.]

Uh.

"Oh, to the left.

We were delighted to recall the memory of the day as if we were a couple doing a remind wedding celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary.

Moon Jung-yi kept giggling and I burst out laughing because I was infected by the laughter.

"Haha, are you having fun?"

"It's funny to think that I carried it all the way here with five bytes on my back. Did you just swear?"

"Did you just swear? When I thought about that time, I was like, wow. You don't even know what kind of girl you drink like that."

"I usually have irregular periods, but it's even worse when I'm not feeling well. So let's control it with contraceptives these days."

"Oh, do you take contraceptives?"

"Yeah. To keep it safe. Don't you have to take off your socks? I think I was barefoot at the time."

"No, I feel good now."

"You like the way your feet are wriggling."

"You can wriggle in your socks.”

"Okey. Squiggle."

Well.

Socks are good, but the gala panties are a bit broken.

It feels like wasabi is loose from white milk.

I spoke like a conductor, stroking my chin. Like pointing out the half-beat slow rhythm of the second violin.

"Well, I'll take off my panties.”

"Why?"

"It doesn't taste pure at the time."

"Oh, was I pure then?"

"Totally. I didn't see you as a woman.”

"Why? There's no sexy woman like me."

"I didn't know that back then. She was such a baby just by looking at her face."

"Then in which part did you feel your feminine charm?"

My vocal cords and I answered at the same time.

"Bear."

[Heart.]

"When I was peeling the bra, the heavenly light came out of my chest.”

[That's right, it was no joke.]

Moon Jung-yi mumbled with her hands, gathering her chest as if she didn't like it.

"Is this pretty? I wish I were a little bigger. The color of the chi is too blurry."

"Yes, you have the answer."

"No, really."

"It's just right now. It's the man's favorite size."

"I don't think so. All I have to do is wet it."

Whew, where the hell did you learn to say that?

A lot of women in the past.

Moon Jung-eun, who took off her underwear and threw it into the room, returned to her original position.

He speaks with his head down to the left and his eyes closed.

"Now wash me."

"You want cold water?”

"No, keep warm. It's cold because of the air conditioner."

"Okey."

I set the temperature of the water and wet my socks with a shower.

Come to think of it, it was hard to understand why I wore socks, but it's not bad to wear white socks without any clothes, so let's move on.

"How's the temperature?”

Draw a circle with your fingers without a word.

"I used to fix my hair to the toilet and wash it first."

"Laughing. Funny."

"I'm falling off my hair with noodles and Kimchi."

"Okay, stop."

Dampen enough to the bottom of the face, apply the clanger on a round shower towel, foaming it, and scrubbing from the shoulder to shoulder.

"Well, I feel good."

Don't you go to a nursing home for a bath these days?

"I haven't been there since I met you. I was thinking of going there next month. Would you like to come with me?"

"Okay. Let's go after Chuseok is over.

"Oh, I'm going with my brother. You okay?”

"Your brother's pretty tough, isn't he?”

"You can just ignore the weight you're holding."

When I bite my chest, my abdomen flinch and a shallow groan leaks out.

"Excited, excited.

I put down the towel and squeezed the shower cleanser on my palm to massage my chest and stomach like a love gel.

Moon Jung-yi asked her hand to squeeze the body cleanser into his hand, and I dropped the liquid about 500 won. He rubs the undiminished undiluted solution several times and holds my junior in a squatting position.

Give and take is a sure thing.

He never enjoys himself alone.

[I'm going to hit it once. Please take the foam off the left tip.]

He's a man of a certain obsession with the tap.

I removed the foam from the left nipple with my thumb.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Moon Jung-eun's hand, which had a short groan, headed under the drooping balls of fire.

He's particularly fond of my balls.

Among them, I like the balls that are stretched to the point where they can be stretched out and dried.

Moon Jung-eun's love for bull eggs is also evident in her usual sex activities, where she rubs her cheeks, rubs her chin, snaps, or rubs her chest.

Just as I receive healing through a woman's chest, Moon Jung-eun feels healed by a bullet. "I want to carry it in my pocket with my mouth and touch it whenever I feel depressed."

I like Moon Jung's act of love for such things.

There may be many women who like my junior, but not many women like balls. Most women regard the balls as like an angel underneath the sashimi and treat them lightly.

But Moon Jung is different. know how to cherish the balls of fire

People don't call the balls the second brain of a man for nothing.

Bullets mean that they are never phonetic appendices.

Rather, a penis without a grain of fire is nothing but a dildo that has lost its vitality.

True life energy comes from the balls of fire, and women don't realize that warmth and enthusiasm that the plastic or silicon Dildo has not yet had come from its pockets.

Bullets are screws that make the ship move, and swans' feet that move endlessly in the unseen places.

He is not a supporting actor who makes the main character shine, but a writer and director who leads the play.

Also, the bullet is a station.

These days, people who are tamed by "Hurry Up" want the train to run straight to their destination without going through the station, but if they really know how to enjoy life, they only savor the true taste of travel at the station.

Rubbing the balls does not lead to circumstances, but it can never happen if they don't work.

Moon Jung-yi's love for self-knowledge is a courageous heresy that reminds people of the importance of process and development, who are busy with results and achievements.

If you take your eyes off the stimulating penis, as you can see only when you stop, there will be soft, relaxed balls waiting for you underneath.

Love for my country.

Moon Jeong-eun's hand, which was touching the balls as if it were comforting, reached the anus through the circumference.

The angle of the arm was a little uncomfortable, so I slightly turned around in a squat position.

Moon Jeong-yi gently climbed up and down around my anus using the front of her middle finger, as a man caresses the order of the woman's noise.

My eyes, which were slowly closed, are watching my squatting position.

The fingertips push into the anus little by little. The body clanger was enough to replace the role of love gel.

When one word went in and out a few times, then the second word pushed in, I instinctively loosened the strength of the poo and accepted it in my own will.

"Turn it off ···."

Hearing the groaning that naturally came out of my mouth, Moonjeong said,

I wish he had chili peppers on him.

So I wanted to fill my anus with that pepper.

I answered.

"It's in Seong-ah. You put a deal in a leather panty."

"Oh, I think I saw it. I'll borrow it next time!"

The original purpose of making memories of the first meeting was completely destroyed.

Moon Jung-yi asked me to kneel down and lie down, with his finger pointing at the anus.

I fell down like a dog toward Munjeong, and Munjeong sat down with her legs spread out behind me.

Soon after, the anticommunist against the anus and the junior began.

The anus is the finger, the junior is the daughter.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

If it was just a pectoral caress, my mouth would never have drooled.

Moon Jung-yi attacked the nipples with his right foot, and a sticky drooling that flowed unknowingly fell onto the tile.

"Take off your socks. It's hard to wriggle my feet."

It's a monster. I've raised a ······

I took off my stiffened socks with water. Then he uses the sides of his big toe to make a flexible baby kkashi, and it makes me wonder how far he will be as a genius.

The vocal cords were beating their daughters as they wriggled their fingers.

[Whoosh, whoosh] How can a child who is only 20 years old use such high-quality and skillful skills? I didn't know that I would be sorry not to have met a woman named Na Mun-jeong in my life. There were so many masters from all walks of life in the world, but it was unfair that they died early. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Annalism, oh oh, Annalism!

I can't help but feel that I want something bigger and harder to come in.

I need Dildo, Dildo.

It's like Miracle Johnson's Black Anaconda.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

"Do you like it?"

"Ah, let's borrow it from Sung-ah next time."

"Well, shall we add one more? Tell me if it hurts."

Two.

Two fingers are coming in!

"Yah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!"

"Oh, it's a bridge. I'll have to do it the other way. Take off your socks."

"Uh-uh-huh."

The baby fish moved to the left.

As soon as the cold tip of the foot touches the left nipple, the shark-like orgasm, which had been distributed in three branches, is rapidly driven to the junior, evolving into the pleasure of the white bearded whale.

"Oh, my God, oh, oh, oh."

"Do you think it's going to be cheap?"

"Uh, uh, he's here, he's here, ·······."

"Yeah, wrap it up tight. It's hard for me if I don't take it out in advance."

[Ar, Arr, Chakachaka!] Arachaka!]

"Wow, he's here, he's here, he's here, ···."

"Come on, wrap yourself in your favorite foot."

The foot that was pressing the nipple was moved to front of Junior.

I caught the little foot and my daughter, who was making a last-minute spurt, rubbed together on the spot.

"Moon Jung-ah, moan, moan."

"Wow, ha, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

"Wow, you're really, you're driving me crazy."

[Me too, me too, I'm going to put it on my feet, Apuriosus descanavani]

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Lick it, as if no one was looking.

Rub it, like you've never been hurt.

moan, as no one is listening.

Mix it, as if you don't need a pizzie.

Cheap, as if today is the last day.

-BOOOOOOM!

***

-Alalalarm♪

"Moon Jung-ah, it's your poem, get up."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 30 minutes

-Alalalarm♪

"Na Mun-jung, 4:30. I heard your grandmother gets up at 5 o'clock."

"No, I'm just going to sleep."

"Are you going to get caught sleeping out with Grandma?”

"Uh, uh."

Hey, you can't do that.

I have to go meet Ha Yeon in the morning.

"No, get up. Good boy, right?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Are you going to get beaten up by your grandmother with a broom?”

"I'm just gonna get hit."

"Hey, don't be silly."

"Oh, come on."

"Come on, come on."

"10 minutes, no, 5 minutes, ···."

"It's really five minutes."

"Yes, ········."

[Brother, I think we're in trouble.

"Huh, uh?"

Let's check the time. The amount of sunlight is unusual.]

Oh, my God damn it!

Did I fall asleep with you?

I stood up as if I had been slapped on the ear and checked my phone.

I was supposed to meet Hayeon near the store at 7 o'clock.

It's 7:23 now.

Two missed calls.

6 Kakao Talk messages.

High Yeon [Wow, Real Guest ㅠㅠ] 3:28 AM

Hi-Yeon. [Drunk] She jumped out onto the floor and hugged me.ㅠㅠ Guard brothers are out!] 3:29 a.m.

High kite [An hour before meeting the Confederate!] 6:00 a.m.

High Yeon [Eung, you couldn't get up ㅠㅠ] 6:47 a.m.

High Yeon [I'm going home now] Talk to me when you wake up] 6:52 a.m.

High Yeon [Oh, the one who feels sorry ㅠㅠ I'm going to wake you up!] 7:12 a.

No, no, no! I'm sorry!

I'm coming!

Don't come! Don't come!

[It's penned ]········ Send a text message first and wake up Moonjung. If you make a mistake, we'll overlap.]

Yeah, let's talk to Hayeon first!

[Oh! I'm afraid ㅠㅠ]

I'll go over to the Ni-Ni! to wait]

You finger bastard!

Get a hold of yourself! Are you on a picnic?

"Moon-jung, you punk! I have to go to work! 7:30, no, it's eight o'

"Huh-uh? Ugh, why did you just wake me up?" Wake me up at four o'clock. I'm dead."

Yeah, let's die.

Let's die together today.

What's the point of living like this?

an end

ⓒ burn7