Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Why are you coming next to me? Are you trying to play tricks on me?}

"Why ········?"

"I think I'll stop by another table like I did at a coffee shop."

"Oh, oh."

"Come on, have a drink first."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Since each person drank a bottle, the drunkenness was appropriate.

I decided to stimulate Kang Seung-ah's imagination by unraveling the story bundle of the 3-to-3 bridge section, the highlight of the rendezvous night tour.

"How far have I told you? Did you even get into the motel?"

"Yes, until the main character fell asleep during the game."

"Oh, right. I fell asleep and woke up with something strange. While the main character was asleep, his friends had already started."

After all that, I asked in allusion.

"Have you ever seen other people do it?"

Kang Seung-ah shook her head briefly with curious eyes.

"No."

"The sound is very loud. Since it's our first time doing that, we had to be careful when looking at each other, but we can't hide the sound. I heard the sound of the vagina and fluid rubbing and the conversation that they would whisper to me.”

The novel's subject matter, but she seemed to be into the story itself.

I explained it openly from the first person point of view, so I was somewhat convinced that the other episodes were definitely about my experience as a nightclub chapter.

{That scene is being vividly portrayed in my head. You can touch it now.}

The prediction of a fact-based narrative seems to have further boosted Kang's excitement index.

Let's take control of the vital point.

"Well, Seung-ah knows that much, but the sound of the friction between the love and the genitals is ··········."

After taking a break for a moment, I slipped my hand into her pants and immediately put Mr.Finger into the swamp to finish.

"Mom!"

Surprised, Kang Seung-ah spit out a single word and grabbed my wrist reflexively.

Whoo-hoo, dude, we just need a finger snap, not a wrist.

Reflecting rebelliousness for a while. I gently squirmed my fingers and she hardened into a breath like a man with deadly blood.

- Jjap Jjap Jjap Jjap Jjap

" ·······…" That's what I mean. It's dirty, isn't it?

"Eww-··········

Kang Seung-ah continued to take no action. His eyes are stiff and his lower lip is chewing well and he is only crying.

Why is there such a saying?

No matter how stubborn a woman is, the moment something enters the vagina, she gets stuck. From my experience, I tend to believe the word.

If you don't believe it, give it a try it.

A police car will be dispatched to your house tomorrow.

Don't forget, you don't have a chewer.

My middle finger caressed her vaginal wall like a small octopus digging into a mud flat.

In the panties that touched the back of the hand, the damp texture of the love was conveyed.

There is a lot of water. That's why your pen name is Jirin Pants.

Have you ever seen a high caress of a killitoris wandering around the foot of a mountain in search of Sing Pozzi? a high caress at the foot of a mountain looking only for women's fresh pozzi

I increased the speed of my fingers from the medicine to the medium.

- First, first, first, first, first, first, first.

She finally vented her lamentable irritation.

"Oh, oh, oh! Stop it before you get angry."

"Imagine it. How do you feel when you hear this sound when you'really.

"Oh, oh, come on. I'm going to scream.”

That's not the sound you're talking about.

I thumbed the clitoris with finger-twist.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Why is he doing this here? Why don't you go to the motel?}

Being attacked at the same time by Cleetoris and Jill, she cried in a small voice as her stomach throbbed her stomach.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, come on What are you going to do if a part-timer comes?"

"He's not coming."

"Oh, all right, just take your hands off me for a second~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Argh! Master, it's coming! Little more, little more, little more, little more, little more, little more!

Okay.

Yaliyahli yala! Yalari yala!

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Kang Seung-ah is at the peak of her career. Compensation increases vaginal contraction by 5%. Ugh, ·······!}

As long as the motel caravan is activated, this place is a fictional space. Other people except me and Kang Seung-ah are NPC. It means that no matter what we do, they don't react at all.

I reassured Kang Seung-ah, who was enjoying the lingering Orgasm.

"People are not very interested in other people's work. Whether we're having sex here or not, they're busy playing."

The drinking bottle on the table and the side dishes were removed, and the table was pushed forward to secure the movement. Then she stood up, unbuttoned her pants, and flung down with her panties.

She was embarrassed but couldn't resist my touch. I was just timidly covering my vagina with my hands.

I hugged her back and sat down on the table.

"Oh, come to think of it, we can change the room bar scene on Baekchi Adada (Kim Song-hee) to this one. Don't you think a table with curtains would be more thrilling than a secret room?”

Having already taken a step beyond the line of reason, she only flinched her lips without replying.

"And in Seung-ah's novel, most men are described as disliking the Corne de Guus. Did you write that because you don't like Pelaccio?”

"No, no, no. My ex-boyfriend doesn't like that kind of thing."

"I like what I do with my mouth."

So you're gonna do that with my mouth? Here?}

When he pulled out his weak hand on the plot and opened his thighs slightly, Kang Seung-ah whined, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Oh, I'm embarrassed. Why do you think she's a woman who comes out with so much water? I'm not that much of a kid.

"It's okay, it's okay."

With her legs made of an M-shaped bridge, I gently caressed the surface of the pocchi with my thumb and observed the phonetic pattern.

It was a flat Ppocchi with no development in the phonetic order. The place where there should be a thick pronunciation is surrounded by a plethora of small wrinkles reminiscent of the texture of the pastry.

The color was almost similar to the skin color of the thigh, and the plot was spread only near the pubic bone without invading the pizzeria.

Since there is a lint-like lint embedded in the fur, let's grab it with the fingertips and take it off, Kang Seung-ah reacts sensitively to the small vibration and hums and snots.

Before the lint, I put my nose in and sucked the scent of the pocchi deep into my nose.

Good Smell-

The sour scent of the apple soothes my mind like the smell of rice cooking at sunset.

Oh, shame on me. Shameful ········, strangely excited.}

With my tongue sticking out, I licked through the flat crevices.

Immediately, the flesh inside the thigh trembles and a pent-up moan leaks out.

I took off my pants and underwear by carefully licking around the noise sequence.

Junior, the first one in the band, is Konnichiwa! It bounces out screaming.

With her left hand wide open, she broke Miss Kris and hit her daughter with her right hand.

Kang Seung-ah, who had been shy all along covering her mouth with the back of her fist, began to slowly let go of her reason by petting her shoulder timidly. Although he couldn't moan because he was conscious of his surroundings, his nose and mouth are spewing out irregular breathing.

I took off both of her shoes, grabbed her by the back of her foot, and went on with the kiss.

Oh, let's remember how it feels like.

"Now move on your own. Relax your thighs."

"Like this?"

"Right, right. Beginners get tired quickly because their legs get tired without even realizing it. This is enough to give you the feeling, so just move freely with the thought of playing with chili peppers. You can also rub it with one foot and touch the nipples with the other or put it in your mouth."

"In your mouth…………? Don't you think it's dirty? I feel very embarrassed ·········."

"No way. Footjob enthusiasts like to rip kimchi off with their toes. And there's a subcategory of foot jobs, and the dirtier the feet, the more excited they are, and the more people feel pleasure watching them crush something with their feet."

"Well, that's a strange world."

"What do you want me to do, Seung-ah? Do you have a favorite play?"

"Yes ··? No, not really ········."

I couldn't express it because I was shy, but my heart was saying this.

I don't think it's possible to insert it here, so I hope you enjoy Jeon-hee as much as you can. with a variety of caresses, ·······}

I cleaned the table and laid Kang Seung-ah on it.

He shakes his head as he tries to take off his top.

I know there's no one to interrupt, but of course she'd be uneasy.

I stimulated the G-spot closely by putting my finger in the pizzie. She also used an esthetic God Hand massage to completely send her reason to the moon before completing the all-nude.

Between B and C on the other side. Water droplets that flow down naturally. The nipples were very small compared to the wheels.

I shook off everything I had on my body, went up to the table, rolled her body around and rolled her away, giving her a whole-body massage.

[Rolling] [ ········]

Ah-hang, ah-ha-ang, master, puck-mi, puck-mi!

Kang Seung-ah endured the groaning with all her might, but gradually got used to the situation over time. On the contrary, as anxiety was sublimated into pleasure, the sex was becoming more and more sensitive.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The third peak came at the time when she licked the back pimp and anus toughly by making him lie down in a cat stretch, and she reached back as she uttered a groan and felt Junior.

"Can I put it in?”

When asked, he gasps and nods.

It's time for this.

Let's go to the land of dreams and fantasies with the NPCs of Motel Caravan.

I pulled her under the table and joined her genitalia. Ahn Sung-ki's customized passing valve was activated inside the four vaginas.

Having raised her whole body with her chest and thighs together, I held Kang Seung-ah in that state and trudged out of the curtain.

What is it? What are you doing?

Kang Seung-ah seemed embarrassed.

She struggled to get down to the floor, but we got to the front of the guest table already sitting in the hall. Five men and women who appeared to be college seniors and juniors were talking behind the scenes of a male senior who was not here. Of course, we didn't even look at us right in front of him.

"Look, people don't care about us at all.”

Kang Seung-ah's head began to overload in such an unrealistic situation. I even think that all of this might be a play I made up. The delusion that the staff and guests in the store would be acquaintances or actors I cast.

Having reached the conclusion that this could not be done without it, she leaned her forehead against my chest to avoid showing them her face.

"What are you doing? Don't you hurry up and tell me?"

"Provide materials for the author's next work?"

"Well, do you know everyone here?”

"No, I don't know. Well, I'm a little confused, too. No matter how little people are interested in other people's lives.But I didn't know you weren't this interested."

"Don't joke around. Real ..."

"Let's just enjoy this moment. Oh, my God!

-질Fuck! 질Fuck! 질Fuck! 질Fuck!

"Ugh, U, U, U, U, U,····· stop, ah, ah, stop, stop, ····!"

"Uh, hold on tight so you don't fall.”

'Genie, ask your vocal cords about the radius of the motel caravan.’

Vocal cords, the owner is asking about the radius of the motel caravan.}

Maybe it's in this store. It's surrounded by a transparent wall anyway, so you can move to a blocked area.]

I waved her thighs back and forth, wandering around the guest tables all over the hall.

Then, he dropped her down in front of a table where three men were gathered, and changed his position to a junior with both arms held back.

The overflowing love bellows with the sound of the waves.

Then one of the wrists slipped. Kang Seung-ah, who lost her balance, held the edge of the table in front of her hand.

The table is being pushed with sound. The alcohol in the glass was shaking and overflowing, and the three bull eggs sitting in their seats were taken back in anger.

"Oh, my God.”

"What? Who pushed you?”

"It's not me.

"Me too."

It meant that only Kang Seung-ah's appearance and sound were erased from this space, but the physical energy we create was applied as it was.

Kang Seung-ah also took her hand off the table in surprise at their response, which seemed to have seen a ghost.

And at that moment, Ginny stopped moaning and told me urgently.

Kang Seung-ah, who was as white as a sheet of paper, had a flashy hypothesis in her head.

an end

ⓒ burn7