533. Student Practices 77 (1/2)
“How often do you spend time with your boyfriend? ”
“Every time I just land? ”
“Does that mean you do it every day? ”
“I've always wanted to. But it's never been hard for two days. Because it keeps overwhelming · · ·. ”
Harin replies with a ballstent. At this point, I can't tell if I need a boyfriend or if I need a sex rock.
‘Hard for Harin's boyfriend, too. · · · If you want to pressure a horny child like this. ’
[But it's a bit much every day, isn't it?]
‘Cause you're not satisfied. Would it kill you to plug it in with power? This is why women cheat on each other. ’
[Isn't that the owner's self-disc?]
”Why?”
[Past Lee Jung-woo period · · ·.]
Oops!
I didn't know what I was talking about.
By the way, I was a terrible husband. On second thought, I think I can understand my wife as well as dust.
Nevertheless, the fact that she is a bitch does not change.
Let's just say he cheated. It's understandable to give in a hundred times to an outsider because he wasn't satisfied with a five-centimeter cock. However, it is a clear crime for the boss to have his husband killed by a knife, and instead of reporting the body as an accomplice. I don't want to think twice about the grief when I realize that my child wasn't even my blood.
How's the bitch doing? He seems to be adjusting well there because he is alert and cunning. Too bad. If I thought I'd been reborn as a big boy, I shouldn't have sent him to jail, but I should have fucked him and thrown him in hell · ·.
I was distracted for a moment, but Harin notices me like a ghost and asks.
“What are you doing? Suddenly you don't say anything? ”
“Ugh, yeah? ”
“You were thinking of another woman, weren't you? ”
“No.”
“I don't think so. You were thinking about that little girl back there. ”
The jealous Harin looks cute. You're mad at me for cheating on you and thinking of another woman. Here's the textbook of Nambu.
“What are you talking about? I'm talking to you. Don't you usually do that? ”
“How did you know? ”
“Obviously. I bet you imagined doing it with another guy because he was such a jerk. ”
“You really are a ghost. ”
I passed on the topic well.
“But who did you think you were talking to? ”
Harin smiles at Bashi.
It was a meaningful smile.
“Who do you think? ”
“I don't know. Same guy, different guy? ”
“It's not blood. ”
“What about the other guy? ”
“It's not our school. ”
Harin mixed the half-words delicately, but he was also cute.
“Then who? ”
“The person holding me now. ”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“Can you imagine? You must feel a lot different. ”
“So I had to turn the lights off. Or just leave it behind.”
“Yeah? Well, let's see how much more is behind it. ”
You lowered your vertical feet to the side and hammered your plump butt. Then Harin switched poses and pushed his butt backwards.
“Hing! I love backwards. ”
‘Height! Perfect for knocking. He too. ’
I deliberately rub a large object in front of the rattling hole and make her strangled.
“I'm so bored, I can't get in. ”
“Don't lie to me. You just took it.”
Harin sneezes and gives you a chubby butt.
The more she leans in, the more I pull back and keep my distance.
“What the hell? Keep going. Do you think he'll pee? ”
“What are you talking about? ”
“If my boyfriend thinks he's going to pee, he's been stalling. ”
Harin walks a cute taunt. But it would be a mistake if you thought you were going to fall into the girl's mess. I made it to the antenatal sanctuary.
“That's not it. I didn't really go in. Is this the hole? ”
I aimed it up and stabbed him in the back. Harin turns his head, furious.
“Ahh! Not there! ”
“Why?”
“By the way, I don't like it. ”
“Have you never had a butt? ”
“With whom? You can't even put my boyfriend in there. Keep it soft in there. ”
“Do you want me to give you a chance? ”
“I really hate it. No matter how big you are, I'm never going to get behind your back. ”
“Phew · · ·. ”
Harin had an extreme aversion to anal sex compared to his lust for sex. It cannot be imposed as hard as it is because everyone has a dissension.
‘I wanted to drill all the holes. · · ’
[I hate him so much, give up.]
‘Yes.'
“Oh, they're all dry. ”
“Where are you going? ”
“Mine. I need to get my saliva back. ”
“Oh my God, I mean, you put it in fast. ”
Harin turns around and puts the object back in his mouth. Seeing you suck your feet as often as a dog, I felt overwhelmed by conquest.
‘Ugh, that's a big fucking deal. Look at him go under his chest. ’
As you get down on the ground and play, your big chest sags and shakes. I thought I'd have to support it with both hands without knowing it.
Casting.
“How did you get bigger without seeing it? ”
“Oops, really? ”
“Yeah, I think the boss was pretty big, too. ”
“Yes, because my breasts resemble my mother. ”
Harin suddenly opened his eyes rather than sucking hard.
“Did you ever steal my mom's breasts? ”
“Oh, what? The boss looks big enough to pretend. I can't even dress like that. ”
“Ahang.”
Harin accepted and washed the object again.
‘Yikes. I almost got caught. ’
[Be careful. Miss Harin may not forgive you if you get caught in the mother's rice case.]
”What's with the blankets? It's actually a different kind of soup. But I don't think it's right to fuck her side by side. It's a conscience. ’
The drool spurted as I saw the goal between my chest that had come tumbling down. I asked for Harin.
“Why don't you put that in there more often? ”
“Heh heh. Want some? ”
“Yes.”
“Lie down immediately. ”
As soon as I lay down, Harin tucked his chest into his hands and wedged the object between them. The appearance of large objects protruding from between the breastbones was overwhelming visuals.
There are hearts in the world. A woman who suckles, a woman who doesn't suckle.
Luckily, Harin was an electron. Big oil should be used in the lattice.
Harin squeezes the object, gathering the chest from both arms. Then he grabbed her breasts up and down and began to shake her tits.
“Hmmm. You're pretty good. ”
“I've grown a lot, right? ”
“I see. You got ahead of yourself, didn't you? ”
“I've seen a lot of videos. This is how men like it. ”
“I bet your boyfriend would like that. ”
“Never.”
“Why?”