60. Satsector 23 (1/2)
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“Do you want me to touch you? ”
In a way, it's almost sexual harassment.
In the worst case, a blow to the occipital? Probably passed out in a punch. I might be worried about rupturing the soy sauce for the side regime. The sea is expected to have the same violent reaction.
That's how much she showed me.) was processable.
But in the end, I know that beating a woman is not a bitter fist, but a sweet tongue.
I have provoked her to obsession with the tips provided by the InfoWindow Skill.
An attractive opponent in a closed car with their own 19-gold torque.
In a sexually curious tone, you felt like you met an oasis in a dry desert.
I was confident that what looked like a swarm would work.
Jeong Yin doesn't know whether to be angry or to laugh jokingly and pass it on. He hesitates to put more pressure on her.
“Or I'll pull over there. I can't drive like this. I'll be gone in half an hour. ”
“Three, 30 minutes? ”
“Maybe more. ”
“What's taking you so long? ”
“You're not a man, you don't know. This is so annoying. ”
“ · · · · · ·. ”
“It's hard to get women's periods, isn't it? Men can never empathize. It's similar to that.”
“Is that it? ”
“Really? Kick it over there. ”
“Oh, no. Don't stop.”
“Why?”
“Thirty minutes is too long. You're gonna be late for lunch. ”
“What are you going to do, then? ”
I looked at the heart with a bold expression.
The answer is set, all you have to do is answer.
· · · I'll do it for you. ”
“Really? Are you sure you're okay? Don't overdo it.”
“Tongue, you said you couldn't drive. ”
“That's right. It keeps getting in the way and it's bothering me. ”
“Then it's dangerous. I'm in the middle of a mountain pass.”
Khh.
I'm just saying I want to touch you, not make excuses.
“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. ”
“No, you said it was because of me. I'm responsible, too. ”
Yeah, it is.
I'm not wrong.
Stupid guy. Stupid guy. Responsible for letting him go.
“Come on, it definitely reduces when you touch it, right? ”
“Yes.”
Oh, my god.
I never thought I'd be so ignorant.
This is not even lifetime. It is almost elementary school student.
Sexual education in this country has been fundamentally wrong.
The heart slowly extends its arm, swallowing the saliva.
I guess I'm just nervous because my white hands are shivering so much.
I grabbed the steering wheel with my left hand, and grabbed the wrist of a rattling tune with my right hand.
Hot Stones!
“Ahh!”
He jumped like Thompson Gazelle, who met a predator.
It's a good thing I didn't hit my head on the ceiling.
“What, what! What the hell is wrong with you? ”
“Don't say it out loud. You made it hard. ”
“Me or me? ”
“Yes, this is your responsibility. ”
“Hmph!”
Jung Ming responded sensitively to the word responsibility.
Of course, it was written on purpose, knowing that it would be.
Responsibility as expected (?), stretched out my arms again. Then I grabbed the object that stood up as if it were going through my pants.
The tone spoke.
“Ugh! I thought I was going to be so gentle. ”
“Nice talk. Would you go in with that? Bend it in?”
“Aah! Don't say that! ”
The two balls of the tune were warmed up.
No matter how naive she is, she will feel instinctively. This is a very erotic situation, and it's an indecent thing to do.
“Then why isn't this decreasing? Touching makes it smaller · · ·. ”
“You shouldn't just hold it · · · and shake it slightly. ”
“Shake?”
“Yes. If you soften them up like an adult, they'll get smaller again. ”
“Ahh · · ·. ”
He nods as if he knows. Then he starts squinting his cock, standing up on his clothes. At first, she who was ashamed became more and more adaptable.
I asked curiously, as if it were a toy or a cooking dish.
“But do you have muscles here? ”
“Muscle?”
“Yes. The push makes it stronger. ”
“It's not a muscle. It's a special area. ”
“Special parts?”
“You know the sponge, right? ”
“Yeah. Hair salon stuff. ”
“Yes, it's called the sponge structure, and the penis of a man has that kind of sponge structure. It's one of the only organs in the world. ”
“Oh!”
“But when I get excited, I get stiff with blood on my hands. ”
“Wow, you're so knowledgeable! ”
I'm aware of something, but don't you think you're particularly ignorant?
“But are all men this big? ”
“Size?”
“Yeah. I saw my brother's cock when I was a kid, and it looked really tiny. ”
“Have you really never seen it? ”
“Yes.”
“No, not the real thing, not the video or the picture? ”
“Yes.”
“No way! Who does that nowadays? ”
“Hmm · · · ·. I actually had a chance to see it. ”
“When?”
“When I was in middle school, a friend of mine used to bring me porn on his phone and turn it around. ”
“Then you must have seen it. ”
“No. I didn't want to see it, but I just kicked it with my foot. ”
“Friends?”
“No phone. That's why you only paid for the liquid crystal. ”
“You're amazing, too. Aren't you curious at all? ”
“Why would I want to know that? ”
This should not be a natural monument, but a human cultural treasure. Women's libido is later than men's, but don't you usually want to see it out of curiosity?
No, you're not.
Perhaps the curiosity of those days has not been satisfied, so far it has grown.
Maybe it's better for me.
After all, I thought the timing was right, and now I'm throwing in the bottom.
“You want to see?”
“Huh?! ”
The conscience flinches.
“Poetry, no! Why am I looking at you? I'm not watching. ”
“What is it you can't see when you touch everything you already touch? ”
“Well, but it was on the clothes. ”
“That, that. ”
“Ugh!”
“You tell me the truth. ”
“What.”
“You miss it, don't you? ”
“I'm not.”
“It's just us. I'll never tell anyone. I'm heavy. ”
“ · · · · · ·. ”
The sinus pupils were shaken violently.
An expression of affection for the final offer.