Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

It is surprisingly difficult to find a motel in Gangnam.

There should be, but it's quite difficult to move if you can't find a room in one place because it's not crowded. It's too much to walk around with two drunken women.

So I decided to move the area to my house where the motel village is.

I was thinking about going home, but I'm a little careful to take Ha-yeon to Sol-yi if she's alone.

"Manager, I'm going in first."

After taking care of all the other employees' return home, the youngest member of the guard team, who had remained until the end, greeted them and boarded the taxi.

"Yes, let's have a drink with the team leader next time. It was so hectic today.”

"No, it was fun."

Sol, who was supporting Ha-yeon in front of the store, also greeted her with tongue-twisted pronunciation and a hand kiss.

"Thank you, little brother! I love you!

"Yes, Sol, I'll buy it when the album comes out. Good luck!"

"Oh, I'm touched!"

As soon as his taxi left, our call taxi, which he called on the app, also arrived right away.

Sol is a bit distracted - so it's even scarier - Hayeon is dozing off while leaning on Sol's shoulder without even opening her eyes.

He raised the tottering Hayeon and opened the rear door.

"Sol, get in the back with Ha-yeon."

"I don't want to. I'm going to sit with my brother with my sister in front of me."

"Ha-yeon is drunk and the front seat is dangerous."

"It's not dangerous to fasten your seat belt."

"Do you want to ride in front of me.

"No."

"Hey, you two are like a family now. You should take care of Hayeon. Hayeon was so happy to be on the same team with you."

Then he gave me a hard look and pointed at me.

"Hmm, are you two talking about that?"

"We're going home together because we're on the same road.”

"Oh, I see. Yeah, it can happen. Admit it. Admit it. I don't hate Hayeon either. So let's go to the second round!

Emotions fluctuated, but still, we can't communicate. All you have to do is pee.

After carrying the two men behind him, he climbed into the passenger seat.

"Let's go to Sancheon Samgeori Street."

"Yes~"

As soon as the taxi started, Hayeon lay on her side with her head straight.

Soli, who put Ha-yeon's head on my thigh, suddenly pushes her head between the front seats and asks.

"Oppa, did you sleep with Hayeon?”

crazy about

My face was burning hot.

"Hey, you've got a driver. Why would you say that?"

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The gray-haired taxi driver, who appeared to be in his mid-50s, replied with a embarrassing laugh.

"Mister, listen to me. Well, he doesn't like to be serious.”

"Hahaha ··· Yes, yes."

Soli's contact has been changed to the driver's uncle.

The smell of meat, alcohol, and the smell of alcohol makes me talk a lot about me. I'm telling you about what I talked about with Changsoo. I'm so shy that I'm going to die.

"Sol, would you mind sticking your car behind you to disturb the driver?"

"Look, he talks like this so he's not serious, but it's just for me. You're so nice to other girls. But what can I do? I promised not to be serious from the start. Did I do something wrong?”

"Oh, man, it's your fault. I had an affair with this pretty girl."

I got it wrong.

The one lying down is my real wife, and she and I were having an affair. hahahahaha

"Right? Right? But mister."

"Yes~"

"Which one is prettier, the older sister or me?”

"I can't see the other person's face."

"My sister and I are going to be singers this time. I'm going to the dorm the day after tomorrow."

You're talking about everything.

"Oh, I'm gonna need to get my autograph.”

"Oops! But I don't have an autograph yet! Would you like me to take a picture of you?"

"Yes, I'd appreciate it if you could take a picture when you get off later. My son will love it."

Sol, who had been talking for such a long time about useless things, thought that she was calming down a little, but at one point, she fell asleep with her head turned sideways.

"I'm sorry. He's very drunk."

"Haha, that's okay."

Still, it was fortunate that he likes to talk to customers.

After about 20 minutes of running around talking about the world with my uncle, the car arrived at Sancheon Samgeori.

A good driver came into the motel alley, and even waited in the parking lot while I checked in to see if there were any empty rooms.

Fortunately, there was a room.

I paid two rooms to a motel employee who said no more than three people should stay together and watched the show.

There's nothing wrong with Korea.

I also gave him 5,000 won more as a token of gratitude.

"Sol, Ha-yeon, In-na. We've arrived."

Hayeon responded first.

"Yes, yes, and."

Sol seemed to lift himself up from his thigh, but he leaned back on the sheet and closed his eyes. This time, Sol leaned her head on Hayeon's shoulder.

First of all, with the help of a taxi driver, I carried a brush on my back and waved Hayeon to wake her up.

"Ha-yeon, let's go. Take your bags."

"Yes, yes, and."

Sol seemed to have no interest whether she was with him or not. Just instinctively staggering towards the entrance to the motel.

I said hello to the driver and followed me in.

***

"Oh, it's hard, it's hard."

[Great job, brother.]

"The middle course is always hard."

[That's how sweet a fruit is.]

"That's right."

A beautiful two-shot on the bed was enough to wash away physical pain.

Ha-yeon and Eun-sol?

This is a really unexpected combination.

Be satisfied.

I was so satisfied with the appearance of my white thighs lying on my own, I can't control my twitching lips.

"Hahaha."

[Laughing]

"Sungdae, I'm so happy.”

[Me Too]

"I think Hayeon and Munjeong could do this."

Well, the relationship is complicated. I think I need to think about it more.]

"Yeah, let's think about it later and start with the rice cake."

Originally, Ha-yeon and I were supposed to spend time alone after today's dinner.

Ha-yeon, who will go back to her accommodation two days later, expressed her willingness to finish her bung-ga today, which she could not do for the time being. You even prepared stockings for me.

I took the liberty of opening Hayeon's bag and found my favorite translucent band, Gums.

a dog's profit

When they came out of the shower, they were sleeping in that pose for the first time.

The brush stretches out to the large and Ha-yeon lies on her side with her back turned to Sol. The look on their faces makes them both completely out of the world.

I think I should enjoy this alone.

to be nice

It's not a standard three-some, but it's not bad either.

No, it's actually more exciting.

I can manage two women at my disposal.

It was one of my 214 fantasies to covet a drunken and sick woman.

Then let's get started.

By the way, this historical derby must be recorded.

During Ji Sun-kyung X Min Ha-yeon, she started recording videos by invoking something she had never thought of.

The file name is Min Ha-yeon vs. Eun-sol. Idol The B.avi'

I feel like I'm here at Old Trafford's intuition.

The two did not respond to any of the clothes while they were being stripped.

It can't be more touching to see two naked bodies lying side by side without a stitch.

It's not obscenity. It's art.

"That's beautiful."

[Soul's skin is definitely milky]]

"Yeah. Hayeon is white, but the brush is completely flour."

[Then I'll play]]

"Uh. Happy."

[Let's have them kiss each other.]

"That's a great idea."

The two men, who were lying side by side, changed their poses to face each other and faced each other's lips.

The milk meets the milk naturally and gently squashes.

Oh, look at this.

As if the piglet instinctively bit the mother's milk, Ha-yeon first stuck out her tongue from the side and began licking Sol-yi's lips.

As expected of the S tribe!

S's will to succeed S Gwi-nam and Ji-Skyung!

From today, you are MinS Ha-yeon.

I alternately rubbed the two's back paws with saliva on each side.

"Excited, excited.

a grumpy nasal voice

This time again, it was the Min-S Hayeon who responded first.

The tongue licks blindly between Sol's lips, as if it still yearns for something.

Solo is still out of touch.

Chet, do you need a stronger stimulus?

He boldly pushed the stop of rubbing two noise sequences into the vagina.

-Worried

Moist texture that leaks over time.

It's great.

Soli's chewy snack. Hayeon's fresh one.

the subtle art of tightening that cannot be considered better

It's just a matter of taste.

"Sigh, oh, oh."

This time, it was Hayeon's sigh. He frowned slightly into his brow.

However, Soli's reaction is not yet clear.

Well, he's making me proud of nothing.

Bring out your groans at all costs.

Hayeon, you go to the coalition.

Eat it.

This current, double puck-cupinger twist!

He shook his fingers buried in the two notes mercilessly like a ginkgo tree.

- creaking

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

"Uh-huh, uh-."

I have won.

At last, it brought out two voices at the same time.

Ha-yeon made a clear sound by filming the staccato in line with the finger beat, and Sol-yi groaned as if she were in pain.

The spirit was driven to stimulate the vagina technically this time.

The two women were so drunk that they couldn't keep their bodies under control, but they continued to groan for instinctive pleasure.

"Oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

The strange tension and excitement soared as I watched the twisted facial expressions like I had a nightmare. Just as I live and move by myself in a world where everyone is stopped.

I didn't know it was so exciting to sell snails. I belatedly realized that I was biting my molars more than I needed.

I relaxed my chin and said to my vocal cords.

"This is so exciting……?"

Good, very good. growl ···]

"Wow, I'm going crazy, I can't help it.”

It was literally the same.

There are many things I want to do, but I don't know what to do first. The head seems to have temporarily been paralyzed by the force of the tailspin rising all over the place.

It's as if the person who went to the hotel buffet for the first time is in a happy dilemma about what to eat first, and the kid who went to the toy section on Children's Day has to choose just one thing.

I want to bite the flesh in front of me as hard as I can. I want to bury my face in my crotch and do a ppoha lick with a bang. I want to suck the gap in my toes and hit my daughter. I want to put my toes in my mouth, too. I want to put peppers in between and shake my waist back and forth. I want to grab the ponytail and toss it. I want to struggle all night with the sense of accomplishment after succeeding an acrobatic physique. I want to exercise the piston in a ferocious manner, looking down at the thigh muscles that are spread out from side to side. I want to rub my nipples with moist pizzas. I want to be satisfied by myself with pepper in my half-open mouth.

What should I start with, where should I start?

[What? Why are you so lost?] Are you getting drunk?]

"No, I have so many things I want to do that I don't know what to do first. I'm panicking."

[Then, take out all the burdens and insert them first. Simple is best, Orcom's razor blade.

You're the older brother.

Realizing the words of my vocal cords, I pulled my mechanically moving finger out of my vagina.

I don't know why, but the current stream of consciousness wants Sol.

So, after sticking his chest to Soli's back, he pushed Junior to find the tight-knit pimp hidden between his hip goals.

The confession popped out unknowingly in the ecstasy of the octopus poking into the mud.

"I like you."

"Oh, my!"

an end

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