Chapter 367 – Chapter 367: Headhunting 4
Whether male or female, the back hole, that is, the anus, is not an area that can be easily given away. All sex is like that, but anal sex is especially so. Hygiene is a basic problem, and psychological resistance is inevitable. Of course, Lee Ha-rin has a psychological resistance, and it seems that he is nabal and absent.
Her tongue stretched out of her without a moment’s hesitation, as if to directly prove the words “There is no dirt in a constellation” With her body her. The long tongue licking from her back hole to her balls feels excessively vivid.
To be honest, the feeling of his tongue licking his skin was familiar to her. That’s right, all women have no choice but to get used to sucking on their boyfriends’ chests as well as their necks and fingers. But not as much as downstairs. An unbearable sensation, more like a tickle than pleasure.
“Hey, Harin… ?”
“Yes-“
Chew-up, the answer came with the sound of sucking the egg sac. It’s funny that it sounds like you’re talking to her crotch her, but you can’t help it. The proof is that his voice her trembled as if he was being bullied with a tickle. Since he can’t gain the upper hand with the dream horse’s pheromone, he has no choice but to become relatively weaker.
Like a musk deer, it can emit pheromones from its groin, but even so, the cock is unilaterally held and the egg sac and perineum are licked. I have to emit pheromones to act as a stimulant, and I have no choice but to be vulnerable to the first pleasure I feel.
Still, as if he had read the weak reluctance contained in my voice his, the tongue that had been flicking down slowly came up.
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“No. It’s just a bit ticklish.”
Perhaps because she showed weakness for the first time in bed, I can feel Lee Ha-rin smiling brightly despite not being able to see her. Loyalty and satisfaction felt between the crotch. I’ve experienced everything like this.
Still, as if she had no intention of making fun of me, she quietly came up and quickly bit the pillar of the cock she was fiddling with with her hand her. The pleasure of the wet and warm tongue that wraps around the glans of her. It feels much better to just suck it with your mouth than the unfamiliar and itchy back hole.
I guess I noticed it again in the sound of my breathing spreading low, as she pulled her cock out of her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I lick up from her egg sac her all the way up to her pillar her as if I were cleaning up the thick saliva from her her. And side, glans kiss with a clatter. Not knowing the limits of the polite treatment, the blood rushes to his cock his and makes him squirm.
At this point, it is difficult to lie still. As she raises her upper body with all her strength in her stomach, she hears exclamation. Is it because of the abs exposed when raising the body of her? Well, I also find it hard to see our incarnations develop abs in their stomachs.
“I was trying to make you comfortable.”
“I’m bored because I can’t see anything.”
“What do you want to do with a massage?”
Ha Lin’s mouth feels good, but she does n’t do anything, just counting her ceiling patterns her is not my taste. Especially if the beauty with a bewitching eye smile clings to my lower body her while kissing the root of her cock her. She kisses her side of her cock on her root and her egg sac. Looking down at her, she opens her mouth proudly and sticks out her tongue in an exaggerated motion. A red tongue that stretched out like a living creature and licked the pillars of her cock.
‘Has Harin always had her tongue that long?’
Maybe that’s also the influence of the dream demon. If other incarnations began to highlight her body in a way that made her sexually appealing to the opposite sex, Rin Lee may be evolving toward her sexual service to her. I don’t know how that’s possible, but why does she think it’s possible if it’s Lee Ha-rin?
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It naturally flowed into a sexual atmosphere, but Lee Ha-rin’s words that it relieved fatigue were not lies. The sports massage and stretching taught at the academy were not just a national gymnastics level to warm up the body, but a class that taught how to refine muscles and strengthen joints by infusing magic into the body. This is an understandable class considering that research jobs such as magicians and ranged dealers who support the back line also know how to strengthen the body with magic.
Since the fingers filled with so much magical power had been massaging the entire body for almost an hour, not just for a few dozen minutes, the muscles had no choice but to melt away. Perhaps the fatigue that was not even there was blown away, and the proof is that I strained my stomach to the extent that my abdominal muscles twitched when I lifted my upper body at most.
As she thought so, she grabbed her cock of her, which was sticky with her saliva, with her hand her again, and she subtly rammed her head into my chest.
I just woke up and Lee Ha-rin presses the top of my head against my chest as if telling me to lie down again. Even in the midst of this, the gaze looking down on the cock her did not stop, and the hands that stimulated it did not stop. I had no choice but to leave my back on the bed again because of that silent compulsion mixed with charm.
“Why do you keep trying to lie down?”
“That’s right, this is a massage for the Constellation.”
Lee Ha-rin, who pushed my chest down with the crown of my head, leaned against my cheek. She stopped as if she was listening to her pounding heart her. Still, her hand does not stop, and little by little a sense of her ejaculation is pushed. Even if it was Lee Ha-rin’s first back hole service due to unfamiliar pleasure, that pleasure does not disappear anywhere.
The feeling of her semen her bubbling in her her egg sac her, which had been soaked in her lips after being squeezed again and again. Rather than exploding, perhaps due to the effect of her languid massage her, her semen her seemed to slowly leak out with the feeling that she was going to get tired.
As if she read her feelings her like a ghost, she immediately recognized even the signs of her ejaculation her. She slowly licks her abs, her tongue hurriedly dropping from her chest to her chest her, then burying her head in her crotch. Unlike her slow and lithe gestures that she had shown so far, she looked flustered. It was as if a nobleman who had been drinking tea elegantly overturned the teacup and saw her frantic.
She holds her glans in her mouth like a thirsty desert wanderer who rams her head into her oasis her. Even if she turns into magic, she swallows an apparently large amount of semen without difficulty. Perhaps because of her superior dream magic her, it was sticky rather than watery, so it would get stuck in her neck her.
“Whoa, I guess this much won’t relieve your fatigue.”
A big cock that doesn’t get tired from just one ejaculation. Lee Ha-rin, who kissed the tip of her cock once again and sucked out the transparent liquid, looked at her firm figure and smiled with satisfaction. It is she who did not express herself even in her dreams her and even learned her massage her for her service her. How satisfied she must be to be able to use what she has learned through such hard work.
Her satisfaction of her, of course, would be that her self-effort of her was valid for her Constellation, Me.
After sucking every last drop of her juice, she sticks out her bright red tongue. Her bright red lips her, even redder tongue. Could that tongue wriggling like a seductive snake be the instinct of a dreamer? She smiles like that and sneaks up onto her bed. She left behind the pants she had taken off before she knew it.
“Then, I guess I’ll have to massage her with something other than her hands.”
“Is this a massage too?”
“Umm, wouldn’t it be a special massage for the dreamer?”
“For me? Not for you?”
“Ah, I’m half a dreamer, too.”
“That’s how it works.”
It was Lee Ha-rin, who served with her mouth and hands her without any stimulation from her, but her bottom her was soaked because she served with her nose stuck in her groin. Her cunt twitching her was unbearably erotic, as if she was anticipating the pleasure she was about to experience. If it wasn’t for the massage concept, I would have jumped right in.
The fluttering, immaculate pussy mounds and well-organized pubic hair catch the eye. It’s because it’s so wet that you can notice it even in dim lighting.
The other incarnations are shaggy but not particularly trimmed, but Lee Ha-rin is clearly trimmed. Should I say it’s a bikini line? The fine hairs around the area are all neatly arranged, so it looks lewd in order to be neat. After peeking last time, how many things did you prepare using ‘massage’ as an excuse?
“Then, can I ask for a massage?”
“Yes, Constellation. I will solve everything for you today.”
Rin Lee, skillfully perched on top of me, inhales and slowly lowers his hips. In the afterglow of her ejaculation her, the tip of her glans her, covered with transparent copper fluid, was gently sucked through the folds of lustful flesh her. The wrinkles of her wriggling flesh welcomed her as if she were delighted, as if she would get the semen as soon as possible.
I watched her as she began to turn her hips like her millstone rather than pounding her up and down.
Her immaculate skin drenched in sweat, her beautiful breasts that seemed to sway from side to side whenever she turned her hips, her lower belly that twitched whenever the tip of her glans thumped inside her, her black eyes that could be seen through the crack in the door behind her.
… Is the key here a public good?
