Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Beyond the glass, neon signs of Dongdaemun Fashion Town buildings are shining in various colors.

On the 10-lane road, the lights of the cars intersect splendidly despite the late hours.

Sung Gwi-nam, who first washed up, spent time plucking the nipples or scratching the genitals during the shower. Before entering the hotel, he read aloud the English phrase of coffee-colored stockings he bought at a convenience store.

I'm determined to start with stockings today and finish with stockings.

"Only U hip-up stockings, ···power hip-ups, ···."

After a while, the sound of the bathroom water stopped and the woman poked her face out of the door. Even though she has removed all her makeup, she has no shame in her bare face. The snow was well-drenched with wine.

"Oppa, please give me a pouch in my bag. No, just give me your bag."

Fitting model Ozzi, who has been using honorifics all the time, has been silent ever since he entered the hotel and emptied about half a bottle of wine.

She came out of the bathroom after finishing her basic makeup.

Only subtle stand lights illuminated the interior.

The woman unpacked the towel around her head and stood in front of the sink. I glanced at Sung Gwi Nam in the mirror. He was lying in bed looking at his smartphone.

The hairdryer turned on and the woman, who turned her head 45 degrees to the side, diligently dried her hair.

Sung Gwi-nam was never in a hurry. It's not just about inserting, shaking, and appraising, but it's also a part of sexual intercourse.

The two had previously talked sensual while drinking wine. It was not a dirty talk, but a conversation that would heat up both men and women's senses.

When asked which body part of the man feels sexy, izzie replied.

"I was really crazy about that, but when I saw you turn the handle, I was a little nervous."

Sung Gwi-nam had thought to himself. 'I'm sure you liked the car. If it were a compact car, would it be?'

Well, I didn't really want to deny it because financial resources are part of the charm.

Sung Gwi-nam was looking at a picture of her fitting on his cell phone while izzie was drying her hair.

"It came out really pretty."

"Huh?"

The noise of the dryer raised her voice for her.

"I'm looking at pictures of the mall!"

"Ah, which one?”

I went to her side and checked out the cut she was looking at.

Ezie expressed her satisfaction by explaining the situation when she took the picture.

"You look good in stockings because you have pretty legs."

"Oh, you like stockings too, don't you?"

asked the cucumber, who turned off the dryer, eye-to-eye in the mirror.

"Yeah. I think women's stockings are so much prettier.

"My brother I met before was a total stocking freak."

"Most men would love it.”

"I don't understand. Why is that good? You like it better than bare skin?"

"Mandari is a mannequin, stocking is a stocking. There's a fantasy I can't explain. It's sexy."

"Do you like tearing things up?”

"It's not your cup of tea. Why, did he like to rip?”

izzie's voice rose a ton.

"Oh, you said you can't get excited unless you rip it!"

"I'm sure there are a lot of people like that. I just like the fact that I'm wearing them."

"You must have been upset because you didn't wear stockings today."

She didn't know that Sung Gwi-nam bought stockings because he was talking to a friend outside while he was at a convenience store.

asked Sung Gwi-nam as if he were peeking.

"Can you wear them if you have them?"

"Oh, just putting them on. Why, you want me to go get it?”

"I already bought it when I bought wine at the convenience store."

"Awesome."

"Wear it on, please.

"Give it to me."

Even though Ezie was a fish farm man, she expressed her feelings more easily than playing hard to get. The aquarium is small in scale, but there is no catch in it. It contains only the fish that you want.

She valued the man's merit. There should be some outstanding parts.

Basically, you have to wear clothes well. No matter how rich I was, I didn't look like a man if I couldn't dress. Even if it's not expensive, the sense of how to dress up at the right time and place is a must.

I can't stand my dirty skin even though he can't stand it.

You should have the economic power to the extent that you don't take out your wallet when dating.

"Pretty?"

She posed and asked, wearing coffee stockings under her bathrobe.

Knowing that you were pretty enough, it couldn't have been more natural to appeal to your beauty.

Sung Gwi-nam was satisfied enough. Compared to his height, his legs were long and his legs were falling smoothly like a well-lost sedan. If you gained a little bit of weight, you would get 100 points, but wanting more than that would be just greed.

Pedicure was not painted, but its feet were fine and its claws were well organized, creating a pure charm.

"Good, good. Pretty."

I think it's a good idea to choose the color of coffee. The combination of colors with white gowns was sensual.

She gently seduced the man by changing her pose even though she didn't ask her to do so.

He sits in a chair, crosses his legs, and naturally throws his eyes somewhere in the air.

Thigh exposure, which is slightly visible through the middle gap, and stockings reflecting the light of the stand.

Sung Gwi-nam's erection was the point where he reached its peak.

The emotional band was also quite satisfied. He took off his pants long ago and touched his nipples on his own, squeezing his unexpired reproductive organs like a habit.

Hotel with night view, wine, and a man's dense gaze added to his pleasant drunkenness.

The cucumbers were all intoxicated.

Not to the extent of exposure, she was feeling a lot of pleasure in seeing Sung Gwi-nam excited about her. The eyes were implemented with a laser, so it felt like caressing the body everywhere.

I wanted to draw out his secret intentions. He also has a good sense of humorist. I wanted to hear how you enjoy yourself with other women. However, if sexual activity began in earnest and both were soaked in pleasure, there was no boldness enough to ask for yourself yet.

Therefore, when the man set the mood first, he felt a thrilling refreshing feeling as if he was scratching his back that he couldn't reach it.

***

It's a win-win.

On the surface, it seems to meet my needs, but I could feel that O-Gee was also heating up through this situation.

There are a lot of women who are excited by the man's eyes, and I fully understand how it feels. I get an indescribable thrill when women look over my body. I don't know, but I think it's the excitement that celebrities feel on stage.

Easy seemed to particularly like this atmosphere.

This is what I had already expected when I checked his chewing spears.

- ST. Fantasy: Listen to other people's sex stories.

Rather than a direct touch, it is a type that heats up through indirect signals such as sight and hearing.

Then I'll tell you my epic story.

The current topic is stocking and gakseonmi. I should start with the story of Ji Sun-kyung getting a professional football.

said to the man sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

"I have an older sister I meet."

"Oh, how old are you if you're older than me?”

"I'm in my late 40s, but I don't think so because I'm taking good care of myself."

"Uh, it's not much different from my mom if you're in your late 40s. You're not married, are you?

"Hey, I'm not seeing a woman who has a wife like this is what I do. Two-legged."

"Oh, my God. Why do you cross your legs? You just have to be free-spirited without dating anyone."

"So how many people are you flirting with?"

"Me? Mm-hmm. ········ secret?"

He blinked his eyes with a charming smile.

I think he wants me to question him a little bit, but I'm not interested in how many people you're seeing, and everyone's under my pepper anyway.

"Anyway, she specialized in football for me. Oh, you don't know what football is, do you?

"Foot Job?" I think I've heard of it. Isn't it like soccer?"

"That's green. The one where your daughter hits you with her feet.”

He frowns and laughs only with his nose to see if the expression "daughter" is funny.

"Is there a place where you can learn that?”

"Oh, there's a place that specializes in football."

"You have everything."

"I love stockings and feet because I'm a pervert on the national team."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I respect your taste."

"Nuenu, I respect you."

"So when I do it with her, I always do it with my feet."

"Oh, oh."

Easy stretched out her twisted legs and wriggled her toes.

"What the hell are you doing with your feet? Like this? Like this?"

"Oh, I do that and put it between my feet."

"You want me to do that?”

"It's a total bummer. Didn't the guy who likes to tear up his stockings do that?”

"Oh. He just put on stockings and tore them apart. Oh, that's all I'm saying."

"Some of the women I met liked the smell of not washing.”

When talking about the prologue of a story that suddenly hit the woman in front of her, izzie unwittingly put saliva on her lips.

No one is listening anyway, but my upper body tilts toward the bed where I sit and asks with a low voice.

"The smell of unwashed? So, why don't you just take a shower?

"Uh. Just nose it under your armpit, smell it, and rub it with a sniffle, ready to your nostrils."

"Wow, wow. There are so many different kinds of people."

"What do you like to do?"

"Me? Um, ·······?"

Perhaps a little embarrassed, his face blushed cautiously. Roll your eyes up and tear your lips slightly.

"I'm just, um... I don't think there's anything like that. Don't you think it's better to just be normal? Just slightly changing your body position."

"I have to do 69 positions and I like to toss and turn. It's best for a woman to do it from the top, but I can't stand it for long.

"Oppa, did you do it outside? Not in a motel or a house."

At first, I thought I was a little shy, but the level of questions is increasing.

The vocal cords that overlapped his face reported with ears just below his nose.

Doctor, the patient's breathing is irregular. It's heated up moderately. Whoo! Whoo!]

"I've tried."

"Where are you?"

"Oh, this is weird."

"Why?"

"I'm just talking. Why am I so excited?”

As soon as I shook my body as if I had goosebumps and took off my luck, he immediately agreed and nodded.

"Oh, so do I. I get excited when I hear what others say. Am I a pervert?"

"Shall I tell you what I said at the theater, or the park bathroom?"

"The park bathroom is amazing."

"Come here."

"Oh, come on. Let's talk there."

"My brother has a sore throat. Come close and listen."

"Ewwwwwwww."

He looks like he's going to die of annoyance. Shake the mushroom bob and walk to a limp bed and sit on your back against the pillow.

I also crawled to the side and put my left arm on the pillow and took the position.

I told her about the public restroom with Ha-yeon. Of course, he doesn't mention his real name but says he's his ex-girlfriend.

"That's right. You scribbled on yourself before that."

"What?"

"Oh, this is a bit strong."

"Ah, what is it? What is it? Hurry up and tell me."

"I'm a sucker, and I'm a pushover, like that?"

"It's not a joke. Why don't you stay still when you write that?”

"I've had a lot of fun and I've loved it."

"Laughing out loud."

I didn't know because I was so absorbed in the citadel sex, but izzie's moist hands were already groaning on the inner side of my gown. There was rhinitis, and the breathing sound was rough.

The same was true of course. Looking back on the day with Ha-yeon, Cooper's liquid was oozing with joy just by unwinding the testicles.

"Do it again, do it again. The one we did at the theater.”

"The theater. Oh, that was thrilling, too."

Saying so, I naturally tried to put my hand into pantyhose.

"Yeah, don't do that."

I went straight to the secret door through the delicate touch of the conspiracy zone, and I thought I'd make an ark!

Are you wet? Just by looking at his face, I think it'll be no joke.]

You little bastard, this isn't wet!

It's a flood!

There's a big tsunami going on in Porchi!

an end

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