Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

"Well, ···············"

After re-inserting, Song-hee was taking a step forward from the pain.

I also didn't ask if I was okay or sick anymore.

It must hurt.

It's my first experience because I'm sick.

We continued the genitalia concert, leaving ourselves to the atmosphere.

- Tickling. Tickling.

He didn't have an eccentric physique and didn't put it deep.

He slowly shook his waist with his body folded in a regular position and only the middle part of his penis was inserted.

Personally, I used to prefer to put in fireballs with the spirit of putting them in, but it felt okay to put half of them in and enjoy themselves.

In particular, I liked the feeling that my ears were being squeezed at the entrance to Jill.

The men's ears are said to be the clitoris of a woman, and the extreme sense of sensitivity and pleasure was conveyed in a close range, perhaps because of the concentrated distribution of the sex zone.

"Wow, that's good."

"Yeah, uh-huh."

[Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I grabbed Song-hee's breast tightly and rubbed the apex on my head.

It's a tooth, an eye for an eye, and a pin for a tip.

I always think that the pleasure of being stimulated to bump against the nipples is right.

Song-hee gave a sobbing, timid groan.

- Tickling. Tickling.

At one point when the chewing sound of the ppocji gum continued, a signal was finally given from the ear that the second situation was imminent.

Stop the tap to the tip and raise the waist.

I moved my hips a little faster in a kneeling position.

Song-hee's face is frowned with agony.

"Hold on, it's going to be cheap now."

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh... My inner thighs hurt so much ···."

"Yes, I'll squeeze it after I do it. Laugh, laugh!"

I'm coming! I'm coming! Kick, kick!]

The first batting situation began after crying.

I quickly took out Junior and put my ears on the edge of Jill and hit my daughter.

"Laugh, laugh, and laugh!"

The white semen spewing out of the noise sequence flows down the anus.

Some of the squeaky drops splashed down to Song-hee's stomach and the edge of her collarbone.

He pressed his head against the entrance to the vagina and finished the final assessment.

Junior's struggling movement stopped, and Song-hee's poppies were soaked as if they were pouring condensed milk.

"Sigh, ha, ha, ha."

[Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, hoo, hoo, hoo, ah, fresh. But why didn't you put it inside?]

I wanted to try this today.

How can a man live in a fit of temper?

Sometimes, you have to get rid of your daily routine through extraterritorial conditions.

Song-hee closed her eyes and was breathing an irregular short breath.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Oh, oh, oh."

I don't think I felt the insertion orgasm.

The semen on his ear was parched away by his conspiracy.

a tingling touch of fur

As the butt shrank, a drop of the remaining semen trickled out.

[Hug me. I'll save you from now on, I'll be nice to you, if you can say that]

Song-hee was still attractive and pretty even though she made a total of two circumstances, once in 69 positions and once in insertion.

I guess I like her.

She folded her body and kissed me. The semen that splattered on the body is salty and slippery.

"I like you!"

"Chi, ·········."

"I'll be good to you from now on.”

" ······· Are you confessing this now? I don't want to go out with the chief…·······."

"Who wants to go out? I just care about you and your brother."

"The word 'oppa' really doesn't make sense."

"Just sing whatever you want."

"But my thighs hurt so much. It hurts there, too. Now I'm telling you, it stings like I just popped."

"Oh, let me massage you.”

-Esthetic God Hand: If you use the skill, only the person who registers the shingles can see the muscle clumps or muscle pain in a color that is separated like a thermal screen. The acupressure of the area relieves fatigue and relieves pain.

She laid Song-hee upside down and pressed down her red muscles on her shoulders and back. As I pressed it a few times, I could see the color getting a little lighter.

"Oh, it's really cool. He's really good at massaging. Uh-huh."

"But are you going to keep working in the ear-cleaning room?"

"Why? You don't want me to?”

"Well, you're not a kid, and I'm not interested in going home, but I still want you to do something else."

"You need to know how to do something."

"Then work in our store. Cocktail bar."

"You have to learn to show."

"Well, ······· You can learn how to make a cocktail first and then do it step by step. It's better than cleaning your ears, right? And family issues are ··· Come on, you take care of that. But you're not going to watch it at all?”

"I miss my mom a little bit, but ···."

"So you and your brothers are in trouble?"

" ·······I'll take care of it ···."

"Yeah, so you're going to clean up by the end of the week and go to work at our store?"

"What should I say to my sisters?"

"They? Why, what do you say if you quit your job.

"I'm not saying anything, but it's a little. Uh-huh."

"Hey, that's enough. You said you'd only known for two months, but you're not loyal.”

"Where do I live, and…"

"How much are you paying now?"

"The monthly rent and utility bills cost a little over 300,000 won a month."

"There's a one-room room that came out without a deposit these days, so just write it down. It's a full option, so you just need to bring a spoon and chopsticks. Do you have any money saved?"

"I have about 500,000 won right now."

"I'll pay for the first month's rent, so just keep it. Okay?"

"Yes, ········."

"Whose cell phone do you use now?"

"It's for my sister who lives with me."

"Ugh. First, move it to my name."

That's a good key.]

Song Hee and I stayed in the motel until the afternoon, eating and sleeping.

I even confessed that I was wearing two legs with Ha-yeon, not Moon-jung.

Nevertheless, Song-hee seemed to rely on me like a baby bird.

I'll wait alone at the motel until I leave Goodboy.

I left the motel around 4 o'clock because Moon-jung was supposed to meet me by car when she left work.

"I'll drop by before I go to work later. Call me if anything happens."

"What time are you coming?”

"Well, I get to work at 2 o'clock. About 1 o'clock?"

"Yes."

"If you're hungry, what do you order?"

When I took out 100,000 won from my wallet and grabbed it, she accepted it timidly and muttered.

"Thank you ···."

"Here we go."

He came out to the front door and put on his shoes, and he came back and hugged his waist, doing something similar to a confession.

"I think I like you a little bit. What should I do?"

Hey, he's making a person's heart attack.

"Just like it a little bit. You can't break up if you fall deeply."

"Oops. Okay, okay. Come quickly. I'm scared when I'm alone.

"Okay, I'll be back by twelve.”

***

I stopped by my house, changed my clothes, and went to Munjeong's company on time.

Moon-jung is in a caress room, so of course she doesn't know about hoppa. I just asked to have dinner because I have some time left since I go to work early in the morning.

It's 6:30 in the evening.

Moon Jung-eun, who found a car on the other side of the crosswalk, ran and waved her hand.

Cute

-Open door, close door.

"Hello, West, hello to your voice!"

[Oh, Munjeong Hi]]

"Good job, Moonjung."

"Hi, my Phorong!"

Phorung is a nickname for Porsche.

"Oh, I'm tired. Until what time do you open for work?"

"Until 12 o'clock."

"Well, that would be perfect for dinner, wouldn't it?"

"That's right!"

"It's so convenient because the West has a car. I'm really stir-frying the ham."

"Do you like it?"

"Nice~"

"What shall we eat?"

"Cute guy."

"It's for dessert."

"I want to eat something thick."

"The thick one?"

"Something like Stakey?”

"Yeah. Do whatever Moonjung wants to do it.

"Wait a minute, I'll search."

The place that Moon Jung-eun visited and showed was a low-priced steak house that cost less than 10,000 won per person.

Should I call it frugal or a little bit?

"Let's go to a fancy restaurant. I can do that much.”

"Nope. The meat's all there anyway. It's expensive because of the price of the seat and the brand!"

"Oh, but it's been a while since I had dinner."

"Come on, stop bluffing and hum!"

You say that while you're putting your address on the navigation, where did you pick it up? ·······

I burst out laughing.

"Phhhhhhhhhh, where did you learn to bluff?"

"Dear brother."

"You may live with such words and come out of the office without your knowledge."

"Oh. Then I won't use it.”

"Let's go."

"Porung, run!"

Porsche rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

***

After dinner, I had a cup of coffee and came back home.

No matter how many times you have done it with someone, you can't get tired of the genitals of Munjeonggwa.

They are like spam on rice.

Moon Jung-eun, wearing a band sword, spread love gel on my chest and climbed in the opposite direction. Bite the nipples with a ppozzi and make a duckling.

- Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.

"Oh, good, ···."

"Hua, how good is it?"

"As much as I want to grab your hair and pull it all out."

"No way. I don't have hair on my dog. How can I live without hair?"

"I won't, don't worry."

"It's okay to hold it when you do it backwards. I think that's kind of a good feeling.”

She smacks her daughter with her hands and snores her nose into her red pepper fur.

"Why, another strange woman-smelling guy?"

"There's a couple of them combined, but one of them smells like something I've smelled before.

It's Songhee's.

"What's that smell?"

"Purple."

Songhee is a plum.

"Smells like blood, too. Did Junior bleed?"

"No."

"Well, did you happen to do it with a woman who had her period?"

"What a disappointment."

It's not my period, it's my first tear.

Moon Jung-eun changed her posture and faced her face to face.

He asks me while touching my lips with an insecure look.

"I'm not tired of ·······?"

"Who in the world isn't as sick of a woman as you are."

"I don't get tired of my cute guys either."

"You shouldn't get sick of it already. It hasn't been half a year."

"Wow. Are you going to get sick of it after a year?"

"As things stand now, I don't think I'll get sick of it for 10 years."

"I am 100 years old."

"Yes. Let's go forever."

"Oh, my heart skipped a beat. That's pretty good.

"Kiss me."

"Yes."

His tongue and tongue are dancing in the air, twisting his nipples with both hands, and pawing him with his hind feet. How can he get sick of this crazy skill?

Even if it's not a match, where can I meet a woman as big as Moonjeong?

We can meet.

We already met.

Ah, I miss Ha-yeon.

I miss Ha-yeon's flesh so much even though she is facing off with Moon-jung.

If you're hanging around with Hayeon, you'll miss Munjeong again.

A man's heart is so simple.

However, after being promoted to the S-level, Moon Jung-eun's mind seems to have become somewhat more generous.

When I asked if I had just done it with a woman who has menstruation, I felt like I was asking her with confidence, not with a floating nuance.

It doesn't matter if I did.

[Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

"Moonjungs?"

"Huh?"

"What if, if I cheat, what if I cheat on you? Are you going to kill him?"

"Well, well, there's nothing I can do. It's because I'm ugly."

"No, I shouldn't have said that."

"No, I mean it. If you want to meet another girl, go see her."

"Real?"

"Yeah. Don't get caught. If I don't know, I'm the best."

"Why are you so generous?”

"But if you get caught, you die and I die. I'm gonna cut you open and kill you. It's not just cutting, it's cutting with a saw."

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

Junior is shrinking rapidly.

"Well, how about a relationship like Sung-ah?"

"Queen? Queen is good."

"No, a role that only helps you when you are bossy like a saint."

Is there room to think about that? Moonjeong's eyeballs were pointing upward. Then he nods his head.

"Well, ······· I think it's a little good."

"Really?"

"But men aren't that great."

"I don't like men either.”

"Heehee, I think I'm a Reds guy."

"There are a lot of people who are bisexual."

"You get excited when you see a pretty girl these days? I want to touch my chest."

"Oh, my heart is always right."

"Now I'm telling you, I did a lot with Sung-ah's sister, too." (Moonjeong entered her house two days ago.)

"Uh. I thought that would be true.”

"Oh, I'm excited. Let's put it in!"

"Do it backwards."

Put your hips to my side and pound on the ground.

Pinky Annal, who is full of coveted cheeks and nakedness.

You even have a pretty toilet exit.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oh, yeah."

Knock, knock, knock!

"Yeah, hooray!"

- Snap!

"Ahhhhhah!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You must have learned a lot from Sung-ah."

"Uh-huh~ The queen only curses."

"It's okay to swear, try it."

"Oh, no, no, no. Oh, oh, oh, oh."

"It's okay, do it, I want to hear it."

[Arrrrrrrrrrrrr, you're not gonna take this dog, you look like a cunt, and you're happy that I'm the one that' Please have a conscience. If I looked like you, I would dig into Jirisan Mountain and eat my whole life.

No, not you.

Step on Legona and search, you little punk. Where do you walk around the streets with that aspect? End your life by making eye contact with the tiger who escaped from the zoo and tearing your feet off the front claws.]

Stop, stop!

It's torn enough, you shrewd bastard!

"Oh, oh, oh. Give me a curse, will you?

"Huh? Uh, no. Come to think of it, I think it's better not to do it.”

"Babbit, ··."

"Kkk! That's a little cute."

"Oh, shit. Oh, Boggi is so happy that he's going to die! Ah! Ah! I love it! I'm dying for my Boggi, you prick! Zazzy, you're so big!

You learned it well ········

Ah, ah, Anastasia!

-BOOOOOOOM!!!!

"Hey, you stupid girl! You're the reason I got it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[You're such a bunch of shit] You're a bunch of shit. You're going to do it again anyway! Why are you talking about sacred sex and cursing? You amoeba bastards! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!]

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