Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

I used a finger snap to loosen the sleepy neck of the pants button.

The pants dance is loose with a simple sound. He put only the tip of his finger in the panty band that was attached to his lower abdomen and savored the elasticity for a while.

This tight elasticity always makes me expect it.

What kind of world will unfold in this world?

[Brother, if you're going to excavate the vagina, please use a tuxioscope. I'll go first and start.]

The vocal cords on the passenger's side took off their pajamas and said.

For our vocal cords, come off!

Lee Yu-mi's fantastic naked body, which she had seen at a bar before, again revealed its grandeur.

I can see the gruesome, seductive figure in my eyes.

Look at this. The nipples are pretty swollen, even if they are.

Even though it is pressed by a transparent bra, the boldness is clearly visible.

When she put her hand completely into the panties, Lee Yumi reflexively crouched her thighs. The crotch trembles as the plot unfolds throughout the pubic bone.

As expected, the plot was tightly distributed to the circumference of the syllable.

If it was as stiff as an iron sponge, it did not look messy because it had a soft and short touch like a microfine carpet and an orange brown color that blends well with the white skin color.

Yeah, you're supposed to have fur. One of the reasons why I stay away from Western nightlife is that there are too many Backpots.

The shape of the closed vulva was immaculate and simple.

fi/fi

Good. Very good.

As she pushed the middle finger through the orange bushes and lightly pressed the one-letter gap, her hand, which was fiddling with the runner, stopped moving.

a shrill moan

"Excited!"

Lee Yumi did not go against the logic anymore and opened the groin slightly.

Even the panties were so wet that they had plenty of money in themselves out.

***

I'm a 42-year-old bachelor driving a taxi.

He recently met the requirement for a private taxi and is consulting with a broker to get the acquisition within this year.

Now my last goal in life is to marry Vietnamese wife and children next fall, have a son and a daughter, and live a small life. I gave up my marriage with a Korean woman. After several meetings with international marriage companies, it was time for them to choose where they liked.

Life plans were in progress as planned for the New Year earlier this year.

However, an unexpected problem occurred. This pepper doesn't stand well. He stands, but only about 50 percent of the time he is given a chance to stand, and even within a few minutes he dies. No matter how provocative you look at the nightlife, it's soft and the same goes for the service at the massage parlor.

It's been more than a month since I've had a long-awaited kick and a proper assessment.

It was a week ago at a karaoke room that I felt something was wrong. Even though a helper in his late 20s puts his hand in his underwear and touches pepper, he seems to have no movement at all. She wasn't Missy, she wasn't in her 30s, she was in her late 20s! (Of course they could have lowered the age, but the par value was reasonable.)

"Isn't it impotence?"

It was a word from a lady who made me realize the reality that I didn't want to believe. She spoke in a playful way, but the trauma I had was no joke. Since then, it has not been issued at all.

I told my company's older brother that he may have reached the age of male menopause, and asked him to see a doctor.

Ye-byeong, who knew that I, once called "Yeo-sin-nae-gang-so," would become like this.

Pride or whatever, I was thinking of going to the urology department after work today.

Then, it stopped.

Stand firmly.

He stood up properly in about a month.

Due to the promiscuous behavior of young men and women who were burned at Gangnam Station, they were fired as hard as adolescent boys.

At first, I wondered if the woman was suffering from drunkenness.

But that wasn't it. It was a moan. I think you're holding it in because you're conscious of me, but you can hear me and see me from the driver's seat.

Listening to the conversation, it seemed like we met for the first time today. It is a rare sight to see near Gangnam Station in the early morning.

At first, I thought I was carefully groping away while looking at myself, but now I seem to have forgotten that I am in the same space. They are just touching each other's important parts.

These guys are setting fire to the old bachelor's chest.

The "hold-up" expression of the woman who looked like a room mirror was so fantastic.

It seemed like a mixed race in the West. Aside from the fact that she was so pretty that she was considered one of the most beautiful women she had ever been on board, she looked somewhat unrealistically mysterious.

It even occurred to me that international marriages should be recognized not in Vietnam but in Eastern Europe.

As I glanced at her face, frowning and tightening her lips, my lower leg swelled up as if it had been impotent.

This is driving me crazy.

I wanted to cough because my throat was itchy, but I held back my breath to interrupt their behavior.

The men and women's love affair did not stop until they were close to Chungjeong-ro near their destination.

They muttered something between themselves and the woman said to me.

"Mister, you can stop at exit 2 of Ahyeon Station.”

Exit 2, yes, sir.

Boy, you're such a good-looking guy today.

Anyway, thanks for letting me get an erection.

***

Lee Yu-mi whispered to me, who was absorbed in digging snails.

"Oppa, we're almost there."

"You want me to do it faster?”

"No, not that one. We're almost home, you idiot."

"Oh, already?"

"Mister, you can stop at exit 2 of Ahyeon Station.”

The taxi, which started from Gangnam, arrived in Lee Yumi's neighborhood after a 30-minute drive.

I'm trying to take out my card wallet to pay for the taxi, but he puts out his card first.

"Uh, no. I'll pay."

"You came to my house. Why would you pay?"

She managed to squeeze her card into the hands of the hesitating taxi driver as I pushed it out.

"Do you want a receipt?"

"No, you don't have to. Get home safe."

"Yes, thank you."

Lee Yu-mi, who got out of the taxi, is hugging her arms and hugging her. The secretive sexist in the taxi must have been quite satisfactory, seeing that he has become more winsome.

"It's chilly in the morning."

"Do you want me to take off my clothes?"

"No, not to that extent."

Don't ask me about that, just take it off. It's an act that's always positive.]

I'm sorry, Shifural. Why are you trying to beat your brother to death?

He took off the blue bell and put it on his shoulder.

Like a five-year-old girl, she shrugs her shoulders with a wry expression.

"What else do you need besides ramen?" Do you want another beer.

"I heard you're going to work today. Can I drink more?"

"Ay, beer is a drink."

"I have a beer, and I have to buy it.”

"Well."

"CD···."

"CD?"

[The condom.]

"Ah, okay."

I entered the convenience store in front of me.

She chose ramen and drinks, and I chose condoms.

When 12 large boxes are placed on the checkout counter, Lee Yu-mi pulls her sleeve and asks small questions.

"This is the only thing you have ···?"

"Why?"

"There are too many ···."

I said proudly, sticking out my card whether the part-timer at the convenience store heard it or not.

"You can use it all."

"Oh my God, ···."

It was a very sexy mainland accent.

Go away in English.

When I came out of the convenience store and walked a few steps, I found a small alley that was turned sideways.

The first floor of a shabby row house with red bricks was her house. Surrounded by buildings, it was almost half-underground with little sunlight.

However, the interior was neat and luxurious as if it had been remodeled. There are two rooms. The door of the main room was open, and it looked very wide at a glance.

He took off his shoes at the front door to door.

"Hey, this is a nice house. Is it a monthly rent?"

What's funny about the word, Lee Yu-mi patted me on the shoulder and burst into laughter.

"40 in the thousand?"

"Kkkkk, yeah."

The first thing that stood out when I entered the main room was a figure cabinet that filled one wall. All kinds of big and small figures were packed. Next to it was a shoe rack. Nike Jordan and Uptempo are arranged by series.

I opened my mouth.

"Wow, that's awesome. You're a big fan, aren't you?

"It's like this when I'm collecting everything."

[That's no joke] Besides, most Bearbricks are limited edition.]

"You bought them all?”

"I bought some, I got some presents."

"Oh, to a man?"

Without answering the question, she headed to the bathroom with her hair tied back.

"There's one over there, so take a look. I'll go wash up."

"Yum?"

"Huh?"

"Should we wash together?"

"No!"

"I'm confident that I can wash it well."

"No~"

It was so cute to see her running away with her bare face.

I wanted to hit it as it was, but I also felt very uncomfortable, so I just let it go.

After taking a shower, Yum, who came out of the bathroom, renewed her lead again.

The makeup-removed face was shining very brightly, and the shorts and T-shirt pajamas were creating a modest sexy look. Skin as white as newly-made soft tofu. Ah, the completion of a woman is skin. It's the skin.

"Hey, you look prettier without makeup."

"You're teasing me.

Even if he said so, he didn't look confident. They know that you have no makeup on your map.

"No, really. She looked sexy when she put on makeup, but she's totally innocent without makeup."

She smiles at me, pressing down on a towel wrapped around her head.

"I took out a disposable toothbrush on the sink."

By the time I took a shower, Yumi was cooking ramen on time.

It was a small kitchen right next to the bathroom, and it was already set on a white folding table. It was a small bowl of kkakdugi, a private plate, chopsticks, spoons, and glasses for beer. It was a small table, but it felt very homely.

It is also impressive to see ramen being stirred with wooden chopsticks for cooking.

"I put toner and lotion in front of the dressing table.”

"Uh."

"When you're done with the towels, put them at the door."

"Uh."

"Oppa, listen to me.”

"Uh."

"Would you like some water?"

"Uh."

This must be why people live together.

It was a different kind of feeling that Munjeong and Ha-yeon had never felt before.

Did I feel the calm mood of emotion in my heart? My vocal cords said firmly as if they were nailing it in advance.

[No serious encounters] Finish today's work today.]

All right, son of a gun.

"Oh, it's really good.”

"You cook ramen really well. Noodles are my style."

"You like well-done, don't you?"

"Uh. I used to like curdiness, but now that I'm older, my appetite has changed.”

"Your clothes must be uncomfortable. But I don't have clothes that fit me."

"Isn't it weird to be here?"

"Really? I'll look for shorts because they might fit."

"No, I'm going to take it off anyway.

"Oh, look at him talking."

"Then don't you take it off?"

"I'm just going to sleep holding my hand."

"What, you did everything in the taxi."

"Huh? Me? What? I don't remember at all."

"I'll make you remember after eating this.”

"I'm just going to sleep holding hands."

"You brought me here to torture me today? I'd rather pull out my fingernails."

"Hahahaha."

Lee Yu-mi's fantasy is a sexual intercourse that shakes the intestines until she is exhausted.

After eating ramen, the first round of the long run began.

He struck again and again over time.

She said as she took a short break and started a third squirm.

"Do it again…·······?"

"I have to do it three times before I go to bed.”

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

-Jealous!

"Haha, ·········!"

an end

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