Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

It's a dream.

I know that.

It's a dream, but it's so vivid. Physical and emotional parts.

Because of that, I thought it might not be a dream, but it was definitely a dream.

I understand the situation from an inch and an omniscient point of view.

I was having sex with Moonjung at my house.

A short-sleeved shirt with a tight beige skirt and check at the end of the sleeve. This is Munjeong's high school uniform.

No bra, no underwear, half-skin stockings.

Moonjeong has yellow hair. A bright lemon light that has been bleached more than three times.

I said one day that you would look good with yellow hair, but it seems to have been projected as a dream. As long as Moon Jung-eun is an office worker, it is a small fantasy that cannot be achieved in reality.

Only the top two buttons of the shirt were fastened, and the plump chest revealed between them shook like a peach pudding.

Since his skin is already white and his hair is bright, his Lori Lori level has risen by 30%.

I am engaged in a cross-gender scuffle with one leg of Moon Jeong-eun on my shoulder. This is the mid-level position between the top and the lateral.

At one point, it was obvious that the evil Jr. attacked Baek Po-chi, who seemed to have stopped growing.

It's beautiful.

The scene was so beautiful that a little puff of liquid came out of my eyes.

Both genitals look like marine life, but they create such ecstatic scenes.

In fact, it is no different from infiltrating between mussel flesh and mussel, which is the size of a real palm, rather than Mediterranean persimmon, which is sold by deceiving them as mussel in the market.

It's very slippery. in a clattering way

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. It's good, Chief. It's good.

Like before, Moon Jung called me chief.

When I put my fingers in my mouth, they flap their tongues like licking ears.

The drooling of saliva like natto is quite thick.

I felt a sense of compassion on my fingertips.

What do you mean, it's not a dream, because the liquid flows from the eyes and the tip of the hand feels a sense of compassion?

It didn't matter.

The orgasm and pleasure I felt was more than real.

In reality, you will be able to enjoy the violence that you have only imagined.

The cute big toe wrapped in a salsa is painted with red jelly pedicure.

He tore his stockings with the tip of his front teeth, put his toes in his mouth and savored them as if he were rolling candy. The smell of cheap strawberry-flavored candy served as a mouthpiece at the restaurant.

"This is so sweet."

Since it was a dream, I could speak with strawberry-flavored toes in my mouth with correct pronunciation.

Moon Jung-eun looked at me with provocative eyes and asked.

"I'm more delicious than Min Ha-yeon, right?"”

"That's right. You taste better."

After answering like a bat, he rolled his body sideways and shifted to one knee and continued his piston movement.

It was a moment.

I got goosebumps as something slipped into the afternoons.

"Absolutely."

Looking back, there was Jung Sung-ah.

Her big toe, which I consider the best, came deep into my stomach and hung on like a live octopus. a black pedicure

The place was changed on the mattress of Sung-ah's house.

"Oh, my queen."

"Wow, it's the Queen."

Moonjung and I spoke at the same time.

Sung-ah mutters with a look of contempt.

"You've been hiding out here and playing around? You dirty slaves……."

"No, Queen. I wasn't hiding and I was doing it in public……."

"Shut up. If I am, I am."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The last time I saw Sung-ah was a short-cut hairstyle that was almost a two-block male, but now she is tying her black straight hair in a ponytail. Not too much smokey makeup. Before I took Min Ha-yeon, the beauty that I picked as my ideal lip service person shines.

Yeah, you can just grow out your hair.

Even though it was the sound of his heart, Sung-ah responded authoritatively after hearing it.

"What kind of slave do you think you should do with your queen's hairstyle?”

"I'm sorry, Queen."

I answered at once, weighed down.

The saint was wearing a harness pants made of leather. In front of it is a big and beautiful black silicon dealer, and it was Miracle Johnson's black anaconda.

Alas, a large beautiful muscular penis like the Taebaek Mountains.

The real black anaconda was as limp as an elephant's nose, but in this world it had a perfect full-feet and was bulging like a weightlifter's forearm.

I thought he wouldn't fill my shoes with that, but Sung-ah applied love gel to it and aimed at my two fist-sized ears.

"Wait a minute, Queen!"

"Shut up."

"I'm dying! I'm dying! Internal rupture!"

Clap!

"Ahhhh!"

A leather scoop hit my butt. Spanking is a technical term.

It was good. The stinging sensation is so good.

Nevertheless, he could not allow a merciless anti-attack.

"Queen, choose Moonjeong, and choose Moonjeong!"

"Oh? Why do I lose if I stay still?"

"Yes, why should I choose No. 2 slaves?"

I poured out agitation and fabrication to get out of the crisis.

"Moon Jung-eun swore at the Queen. She's a jerk."

"When am I! I like the Queen!"

"Hmmm ··."

The queen believed me.

I quickly picked Junior from Moonjeong's Pozzi and gave her a seat to the Queen.

A benevolent black anaconda heads to Munjeong's little ppocchi.

"No, my queen! That's a lie! That's a lie! I've never said that before.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

De, it's in!

The black anaconda pushed right in without doing anything!

Immediately, Sung-ah's waist moved back and forth, and a scream burst out of Moon-jung's mouth.

It was visible to the naked eye that Dildo, who was only halfway in, was wriggling on the abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Seriously, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It hurts!"

Sung-ah covered Moon-jung's mouth with her own lips, where an alligator burst out.

It's cold, it's cold.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

During the two women's sedentary positions, I sat calmly behind them and carefully pushed the raccoon's tail into the saint's coquetry.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Before I knew it, the saint was in slave mode.

"Oh, my lord, please poke underneath. Please tear up my Boggi."

I grabbed the ponytail and slipped it into the back pocket.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The owner's hideous self is coming into the womb! I like it because it's ugly!"

I started a violent act that I had only imagined. He hit his butt as hard as he could and cursed.

"You sucker! Moonjung lies flat on her chest and rub her nipples together!"

"Oh, oh! Yes, my lord!

Mm, uh, uh, uh... Come to think of it, I think I did this in real life, too.

What else is there?

I could see the face of Moon Jung-eun, who accepted the black anaconda to the end. I don't know, but it seems to be going through the guts. His face was covered with tears. I tried to scream, but Sung-ah put her hand in her mouth and was rubbing her tongue wildly. There is drooling of saliva on both sides of the cheek.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Yeo-ang-ni, Je Seong-hae, ···."

"Oh, I'm excited, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

For me, it was M-mode, but for Moon Jeong-eun, she was still the extreme queen of S-mode.

With my right hand, I clenched my ear and spit, but I couldn't think of anything more violent than this.

Oh, I'm strangling you!

When Moon-jung struggled and almost died, Sung-ah released her hand.

The act continued several times. Moon Jung-eun's neck was getting bluishly bruised. Pozzi shoots out his love.

"Pahaha! Hahaha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Sister, that's enough.

I can't beat this.

In reality or in dreams, God-Sung-ah is just God-Sung-ah.

I decided to stop imagining violence and be humble.

The round-trip exercise was carried out for a while with Junior inserted in the back of Sung-ah. Moon Jung-yi has been used to black anaconda, and although he frowns too much, he has repeatedly expressed his joy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Unique obscene comments poured out of Sung-ah's mouth.

"Oh, my lord, it's the best, it's really good ······ Boggi is happy ···."

As always with dreams, the situation at the scene has changed from time to time.

Before I knew it, bubble pink jjuzuba was selected in Sung-ah's anus, and a mesh stockings with a small mesh nose were also worn. Looking at the bent soles of the feet with a third person's eyes, the feeling of the situation quickly came.

Munjeong wore an eye patch and her mouth was filled with bead-shaped gags.

A pink vibrator is taped to both nipples and vibrates like a squishy tree.

"Do you want me to touch your nipples?"

"You, you?"”

It was Lim Chan-mi who showed up behind my back.

Yeah, it's a dream.

Let's do it.

Sung-ah, who is inserting a sperm posture into Moon-jung, and I and Chan-mi, who are hitting such an adult like Tetris behind me, held my back and played How do you do it?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Rub the back with a firm chest.

Another fierce voice that breaks into the scene.

"Hey, you! Don't touch me! My brother's nipples are mine!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

It was a Harley Quinn costume play after a long time.

Kick Chan-mi with her feet to take over the spot, and with her feet, she caresses her nipples.

Im Chan-mi shouted.

"The nipples can't belong to anyone! Mister, don't be caressed by her! I'll do it for you, too!”

I went to arbitration in the spirit of the two of them fighting head-to-head.

"Guys, there are two nipples, so you can have one each. They shake hands and caress each other."

do.

Shake hands.

Kim Dae-jung had join, June 15 South-North Joint Declaration is president and North Korean leader Kim Jong Il than two hands touching it.

In my eyes another drop of the lumpy cooper fluid fell.

Sol and Chan-mi, who achieved reconciliation, each took charge of one nipple and began to cook in their own style.

Sol licked her tongue, and Chan-mi caressed her nipples with her nipples.

A groan broke out of itself.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Both were naked, but stockings were essential.

I took Chan-mi's hand and led her toward Eun-sol's chest.

She refused to touch the sarcasm.

"Even a small chest has a clear reason for its existence. Don't ever ignore it. Come on, touch it.”

"Yes, dear."

"Sol touches Chanmi's."

"Oh, I'm so excited!"

Watching Soli's strawberry milk light tip twisted by Chan-mi's fingers, I suddenly wondered which one was more pink, Moon-jung or Sol-eul.

Both of them were class-A-pink, but they will have to compete with each other.

Well, is Moon Jung a little bit more pink? No, Solo?

When I thought it was almost the same, the two nipples turned into holograms and floated into the air and went into the computer monitor. An Internet window appears. Voting began immediately on famous community sites.

It was the most useless hot issue following whether the dress looked gold or blue.

Comments are coming up.

Pink Moon Jung: Of course I am Moon Jung.

Sol-asol, pink-sol: Yes, no. a vote for Eun-sol

MADE CARSOL: In combination, EunSOL looks more pink.

Tae Jung-tae Moon Jung-se: Honestly, isn't it a bell-ring? Shut up, Moon Jung.

Joo Se-hee: Hello, I'm Joo Se-hee from Gall. Sehee is pink too, so please show her lots of love.^^

The data immediately spread to social networking sites and even topped real-time search terms.

The result of the vote tilted toward Eun-sol by a narrow margin.

The Moonlight Pink faction refused to accept the results of the vote and continued a one-man protest relay in front of Amazones.

The place has changed once again. This is the hotel room where I had my first sexual organs meeting with Ji Sun-kyung.

Ji Sun-kyung was stretching with her legs on two chairs.

"Honey, this works for me. Cheers!

"Oh, you're awesome."

Under the one-sided bridge, Kang In-young, wearing only a white see-through dress, licked her role model's Pozzi, while Cha Bo-ha was licking her. Cha Bo-ha's coquetry has a raccoon tail embedded in it.

On the bed, Lee Soo-mi (a.k.a.a. flower snake) and Song Ji-hye (a.k.a. lighter woman) are intertwined in 69 positions, sucking each other's vagina.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh."

"Oh, good, so good."

All the ghastly sex stars gathered and everyone was happy.

I was happy, too.

I'm so happy, but why is a corner of my heart so empty?

Something important seems to be missing.

When I took out all the side dishes on the table, it felt like there was no rice in the rice cooker, and I started a round of pushing it out in the toilet, but it felt like there was only a pause in the tissue rack.

What is it, what is it?

Oh, my God!

There isn't.

There is no soul partner.

There's no one with a voice that's supposed to keep talking like a dog.

At the moment when I realized it, the hotel visit suddenly opened, and Min Ha-yeon and Lim Chang-soo came in.

Their faces were rumbling with indescribable anger.

"Mr. Nam, what are you doing? I'm really disappointed."

"Come on, you bastard, do you really want to go through it? Are you a human bastard? Lim Chan-mi, are you not coming out here?”

My heart sank with a thump.

The two are not linked to the mattresses, but they are from the outside world.

"Oh, no, it's not that."

As soon as I started making excuses, the two men turned into terrible looks and rushed at me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

" ······Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! You damn clitoris! Let's see what you'really!

I opened my eyes screaming, and it was a hospital bed.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Next to him, his parents and his eldest sister were talking to a middle-aged doctor who seemed to be in charge, and the six-member hospital room was crowded with patients and family members.

an end

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