Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

The taxi entered Hannam Bridge.

The destination was Lee Yu-mi's house, about seven minutes after Sung Gwi-nam held her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

'The sun's definitely slowed down ···

Sung Gwi-nam, looking out of the car window at the dim Han River, could feel that he was anxiously waiting for the winter night. Originally, he preferred winter to summer, but I was especially looking forward to this winter. This is because the longer the night, the longer the time for sexual intercourse increases.

Even though it is usually inserted day and night, his theory was that sexism should be done after the sun has fallen.

'By the way, what should I say to Moonjung? I didn't know the battery was dead. The film was cut off, so the kids carried them home? Come on, I don't know. Be my guest. Kesera Sera.'

He was already determined to lose his soul when he turned off the phone.

I didn't want to be troubled early on because I was caught up in private feelings. There are not many opportunities to meet mixed-race elves in life.

We'll have a big fight and see each other for a few days, he thought.

You're not that drunk, are you?]

Sung Gwi-nam nodded softly as if to not worry about the ghost's younger brother's question.

In fact, he was drunk. Based on 1 to 10, if you look at 3 to 5 as "toughness," he was now getting drunk about 7. When you wake up after a nap, the details of what you said and did last night will be cut off from time to time.

Lee Yu-mi was also drunk to a similar degree.

She is looking at her cell phone, flicking slowly on her loose eyelids. We are now looking at each of the group chat conversations of acquaintances who have not been confirmed. Later, he went into Instagram and ran away from the four clans who were under his posts.

A few hours ago, a selfie taken in the background of the stage inside the Toto axis was a recent post.

#Gangnam #Saturday Saturday #Friday #Too many #Yum Seo Kyung-sil♡

The comments were mostly men. Most of them are visible work comments, such as praising her beauty or clumsily catching her. There were brothers and sisters I know and some friends on Instagram who were raw.

It is my first time to visit a place called Totochuk. There were five men who asked her contact information. They all refused. He even refused to give them his contact information. I didn't like their attitude, and the atmosphere that was a little cheaper than the club I've been to played a part.

Even in the A-list club, there was no exchange of contacts unless the man liked it enough. Even if we didn't meet at such a place, there were so many talented and handsome men around us.

She also dated a celebrity with a fairly well-known name twice. They were model-turned-activists and comedians who were doing well about five years ago, both of whom made a man of type B take the crane off.

Nevertheless, he was not naive enough not to think about drinking with men. It was a conversation between friends that they came to relieve stress anyway, and that they wanted to choose a matching group among men who came to work when they went out after having enough fun.

However, he was only a little displeased that the meeting with Sung Gwi-nam and his party was pushed forward while he went to the convenience store.

The first impression was completely bad.

Regardless of being handsome and ugly, he looked too old. He seemed to have cared about fashion in his own way, but there was nothing he could do about the natural old-fashionedness that came from his face and behavior. Even if all of your friends prefer older than younger, shouldn't they be at least 30 years old. It was obvious that he was in the middle of his 30s.

Lee Yu-mi's idea was that unless she was in a professional job, men's age over 30 would be too lame. The male colleagues at the German Embassy working as interns were just that old, but when they were talking, they were bored and couldn't stand it.

She likes to be loved and cared for, and she hates to be treated as a child or to be taught.

I couldn't understand why my friends, who said they were doing well, chose these old things. Still, I thought I would just roughly match the atmosphere because it hurt my pride to refuse.

Most of all, I was so hungry that I wanted to eat something.

I thought so at least until I entered the bar.

"But did you really play with us because you were hungry? I didn't like it."

Lee Yu-mi thought about Sung Gwi-nam's sudden question.

Why do you keep asking me that? If we've come all the way here, we've got the answer, you idiot. Type O men usually don't ask because they have strong self-esteem.

She turned off her cell phone screen and answered in a cute way.

"Something timid ··· Aren't you blood type A by anyways.

Then the thick palm that pops into her back.

It was the reason why he gave a short exclamation without even realizing it.

***

What? Am I being timid?

It touches the sleeping lion's balls.

Then I'll show you what kind of man I am.

I pushed my hand into her pin point waist as I attached my hips toward Yumi.

"Oh, my God!"

Lee Yu-mi looked at the taxi driver and looked at me in a fierce, cute way. The expression of slightly frowning and rolling the lips inside couldn't look so cute.

"Oh, it's warm."

I reacted brazenly and stroked my smooth backside with a caress. Then she leaned her head against her shoulder and put her hand on my thigh. The timid patting hand gesture made Junior, who was asleep in a tight pantry, stretch out his wriggle.

Wake up, hero.

"You don't have a boyfriend?”

"You said you didn't have it earlier, ···."

"Oh, really?"

It`s a good thing when you go to the bathroom. Brother, do you have a girlfriend?”

"No. Oh, right. I saw you at the convenience store earlier.”

"Huh? When?"

"Before we met. Dong Hyun and I went to 7-Eleven.”

"Oh, when I went to buy a drink."

"I thought you were some kind of elf."

"I thought you were Elf? What's that?"

"Elf."

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

Turn around to see if it's embarrassing.

"When did we start talking casually?"

"Yeah. When did you let it go? I don't know, just drop honorifics. By the way, is that the way you talk?

"What's wrong with my tone?"

"You look like an elementary school student."

"Is it a curse?"

"Cute. Is your tongue short?"

"No, I have a long tongue."

"Push it out."

"No ···."

"I took a peek earlier and it was very sexy."

"Oh, why are you looking at someone else's tongue? He's a weird guy.”

By the way, man.

The skin is madly soft.

After a moderate stroke, he moved his hand to his side. It caresses up and down the waistline, which is curved like the Rhine River.

Yumi was closing her eyes.

smooth brown eyebrows The eyebrow painted in the genus is especially attractive.

"Is your hair originally this color?”

"No, I dyed my hair. Originally, it was a lighter color than this."

"Your hair is really nice."

I kissed her on the top of her head saying so.

"Yeah, it must smell. I smelled a lot of cigarettes at the club."

"No, it's still bearable."

"I think it was an unexpected answer," he said with a distinctive frown and burst out laughing.

The hand on the waist climbed up to the line next to the bra. I gently touch the band and taste it, and when I cramp it under the band, I grab my thigh in a way that tells me not to proceed anymore.

Oh, my God, my hands won't stop at the red light, girl.

It's just hitting and running towards the top at a faster.

I found a small piece of flesh out of the moist, sweaty fat. I pressed lightly with my fingers.

Hahaha, the tap, it's so soft.

It's so cute and soft that I don't know if I can do this!

Her lips, which had licked lightly, soon closed. There was also a breath of patience.

Despite some degree of indecency, the tap did not harden, which did not mean that it was not exciting. Her breathing became more and more disorganized and her expression was languishing.

The driver was absorbed in driving as if he had no interest in us.

The taxi soon entered the Namsan Tunnel.

The lighting of the tunnel makes the atmosphere more mature.

I grabbed Lee Yumi's hand on my thigh and put it in my pants.

Her cold fingers touched the pulsating penis.

I was embarrassed, but it hardened. After I move it a few times with my hands, I start touching it timidly.

- What the hell?

***

-Yum say

I think I hurt my pride when I heard that I was timid.

I suddenly got a hand in my waist.

I don't even think you're that drunk. How could you think of this in a taxi?

Hey, you're not here. Why are you doing this here when you left the house?

But strangely, it's not unpleasant. No, honestly, I feel good.

It wasn't just stroking.

How can I refuse such a sweet touch when I do a caress as if I knew that my vocal cords were my waist?

Even if this was a bus, not a taxi, I would have left myself in his hands. No, it could have been more exciting.

Just imagining it made me feel hot, and I leaned my head on my shoulder and touched my thigh. The texture of the strong thighs is not bad.

The soft touch between the waist and the side closed my eyes unknowingly.

I could feel that he was looking at my face. I'll kiss my head to head.

When I asked if it smelled, it's still bearable.

Pooh.

I really like the sense of humor that seems to be doing harm but sometimes catches me off guard.

It was a moment when we talked about this and that.

His hand came up to the bra line.

When I don't say anything, I keep breaking into my heart.

Oh, man, this isn't right.

Let's go home and touch this, okay?

I pressed my thigh in surprise. Then, his thick hands boldly penetrated his chest.

a retraction of one's shyness

This is a beast.

I opened my eyes and looked at the driver's face, but fortunately he doesn't seem to be interested in us.

Ow! I reached the top of my head!

The moaning that was about to leak out was barely suppressed, but instead, a strange nasal sound leaked out.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This is what the body means to react first.

It's a bit awkward to say, isn't it? Sex? Anyway, things like that. I had a feeling that this brother could completely satisfy my needs. I don't like his face, but he's strangely colorful. It's very sexy to talk about, huh?

Hmm?

Huh?

What's this? The one where I put my hand in his pants?

Ugh, it's so hard! Is this supposed to be this hard?

So what? Touch it? Touch it? Touch it? Touch it?

Ugh, it's just slightly touched, but it feels so weird. It's wet and hot, but it feels weird.

I didn't know what to do, so I just moved my finger and let him touch it.

Why did the liquid come out so much? It's not cheap, is it?

Me, Lee Yumi.

I've never touched a man's.

But really, it was an extraordinarily strange-looking thing I've never seen before.

The touch alone felt that it was bent greatly. The boundary between the column and the head is also convex. I hope you didn't hit anything weird.

The most important thing is!

It's very thick, ····················.

Just the thought of this strong and thick scar coming into me quickly heated up my preciousness. It's tingling and burning.

But this guy, please stop bothering me with the tap.

I think I'm going to have a real moan.

"Oh, oh, oh."

It's already here.

Then this animal-like man moves his hand more intensely. I was unwittingly dabbing his skewers to the beat.

The hand movement, which had been delicately wriggling the nipples, turned into a tyrant at a moment. I pinched my nipples so that they wouldn't hurt.

My body didn't seem to be mine. It's not just because I'm clueless, but my body wants him.

I was worried and anticipated that the enemy might invade my country, but I'm sure.

- Took

My brother even unfastened his pants.

A rugged hand comes brazenly into the panties.

I think I met a human beyond imagination.

an end

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