Chapter 820 – Kashara
Papakats.
It is different from just picking on a child.
‘Will it be the same as a ready-made product?’
They are ordinary people.
I’m not used to it.
You can feel it from that.
Percussion!
There is a subtle sense of gastronomy.
Open the shower room door and come out.
“Ano…”
She is covering herself with a towel as if she is shy.
The body that is revealed on the outside.
‘It’s okay.’
It didn’t fall out well.
He is a typical ordinary person who lacks management.
That makes it more appealing.
Assuming you only eat it once.
“Have you washed?”
“Hi!”
“Then sit here.”
I want to taste delicacies.
It’s my first time eating food and people.
‘It’s getting interesting.’
I also become interested in the story.
The creation process and story become the seasoning.
Shake it up!
Sit down on the bed.
Caressing the warm body that has just come out of the shower.
“What’s your name?”
“Natsume Momoko.”
“What did you do before working at our store?”
“I went to Tokyo…”
Listen.
What process did the little child in front of you grow through?
‘Eating knowingly and eating without knowing.’
There is a difference.
It’s like if you say it’s natural, it somehow tastes better.
“The cost of living is high, and adults only seem to lie. I ended up wandering the streets of Tokyo… But Yuko said I shouldn’t do this.”
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I am a pure ordinary person who does not know the fear of the world.
‘Yeah, you can’t do this.’
You can be used by a bad guy for whatever you want.
Such an experience.
Jjook!
Receive it first.
Skinship and kissing.
Make them aware that they are being picked on.
“Did you hear about your brother from Yuko?”
“Yes…”
“What did you hear?”
“A cool person.”
The defense is resolved one by one.
A body that is tense and stiff.
‘If you force it, it won’t taste good.’
It’s delicious when it flutters.
If you lie down like you’re dead, it’s no different from Onahole.
Jurup! Jurup!
Lips.
Adapt it little by little.
It makes you used to the act of sexual intercourse.
“It’s really cool. Meeting my brother… It’s like a dream.”
Your permission is also obtained.
Blood rushes to the lower abdomen, and it starts to tingle.
‘Charging complete.’
This is how fun it is.
It can be said that it is rewarding to prey on ordinary people.
Shake it up!
Lay it down on the bed.
I’m panting as if I’m out of breath just from kissing her.
Preheating went well.
Let’s spread our tightly closed thighs.
“I don’t have anything to give you?”
“But it’s okay. If I do it with my brother… I can keep it as a good memory for the rest of my life.”
It’s a shame.
I instinctively try to close it.
But the mouth and eyes are pleading.
‘You have to experience it to know whether it’s a memory or a nightmare.’
I brush away hair that is not properly organized.
It’s not that wet.
Squeak!
As expected, it is stiff.
They don’t know how to accept men.
“Ah, ah…”
“Does it hurt?”
“It’s okay…”
“Well, I’ll do it even if it’s not okay.”
Such a pussy.
It must be developed slowly.
We need to pour in a lot of love and affection.
Pop!
Use carelessly.
Forcibly push it all the way in at once.
“Eugh!”
It’s bound to hurt.
The place that had been closed was even opened up.
‘There’s no moisture.’
It’s stiff.
There is no chewing.
It’s natural since I’ve never been nailed.
It is uncomfortable to insert.
It tastes bad when you pick it.
That is also true.
Squeak! Squeak!
Contrarian idea.
Because there is no moisture, the bumps feel more vivid.
‘Like when I used a new Onahole.’
It’s hard.
The epidermis of the penis chafes
Unlike such artificial objects.
Squeak! Squeak!
.
It is human.
The protrusions bend to provide exquisite stimulation.
It tastes like a new one.
For me, I feel very good.
“Keuhi! Ok, come and go!”
I can’t help but feel pain.
Sobbing and making strange noises.
‘I must have learned sex a lot of wrong.’
Pain, stimulation, pleasure.
Your head will be filled with a million different emotions.
I get eaten.
He gave his permission.
Also, to someone you respect.
Squeak! Squeak!
It is imprinted for life.
In a way, it is an unforgettable first experience.
My thighs are shaking like the hind legs of a frog.
Holding it tightly with my hand.
‘Good, good.’
Enjoy the pleasure.
The feel of vivid protrusions is actually luxurious.
Why?
It only happens once.
The person writing next cannot feel it.
“Oppa, I’m going to rice.”
“Ha, ha, hi?”
“Tighten your pussy.”
“Five grains!”
It falls apart like a burst bubble wrap.
It is natural since the inside was thoroughly scraped.
It doesn’t look normal even on the outside.
Every time I push my dick in with all my might.
‘The belly button is funny.’
It pops out with a thud.
It seems like it’s too much for a small body.
Inside it’s a mess.
Boom!
Wrapped up.
I guess I learned something while getting fucked, and it tightens with good timing.
“Ok, ok, ok. Kkeuhyeah…”
The aftermath.
The face speaks volumes.
It’s even making strange noises.
My pretty face became a mess.
It will be the most intense stimulation you have ever felt in your life.
‘I will never feel this again.’
No matter what kind of relationship you have with any man.
The same applies even if you use toys.
You can’t feel it unless you give it a fairly strong stimulus.
In the end, it degenerates into a demon.
“How do you feel? Did you use it well?”
“You chose the right food.”
“Hehe…”
The person in charge.
Yuko was also waiting.
Seeing her own friend being used.
Squeak! Squeak!
Squeak! Squeak!
It hurts itself.
She plays with her pussy like a toy with both hands.
It flows steadily as if you are peeing.
Love juice flows down my thighs.
“Me too, please do it too. Just this once, please.”
His eyes are bloodshot, as if he is under the influence of drugs.
I am so absorbed in the stimulation.
‘I’ve probably tried jerking off and using masturbation devices.’
The feeling of being eaten.
It is nothing compared to being physically molested by a man.
It is a powerful memory that will never be forgotten.
Even the fetish is completely targeted.
“Did you increase the piercing?”
“Yes.”
“I want to tear it up.”
“Tear it open!”
Minefield.
It is a Menhera attribute.
Once you become mentally dependent.
Jurup! Jurup!
I am very immersed.
I suck my lips to the side as if I’m being cute to my boyfriend.
“Are there any men around?”
“There is…”
“Is there one?”
“Your dick is small.”
“If you’re small, aren’t you a man?”
“Hi♡”
The sincerity only shown at this age.
It’s time for burning love.
‘I remember having a friend who was a police officer.’
It looks like it didn’t go well.
For me, it’s +1 to a house that I can comfortably use.
Jjjukung!
Insert a half-standing dick.
Since it is so wet, it is not difficult to penetrate it.
“Now, Jaja. Jajanim♡”
It wasn’t for Uko.
My already bloodshot eyes even turn half over.
The pussy also tightens.
Twenty years old.
It’s a decent tight fit for a young age.
Jjuktung! Jjjukung!
It’s broken.
The sound of chewing water leaking out is louder than the sound of rice cake hitting.
“I’m the bitch who said shit to my brother.”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry♡”
“Cine!”
“Keuhi!”
Human brain.
Once you become aware of the taste of intense stimulation, your threshold will increase.
What was once felt as pain becomes pleasure.
Yuko’s neck is tightly held with one hand.
‘The tightening is getting better.’
I developed it myself while I wasn’t watching.
I’m actually hoping that they’ll do something harsh.
Jjuktung! Jjjukung!
Chew water flows continuously.
She rubs her pussy and clings desperately.
‘Cock, cock, cock, cock, cock…’ …”
No matter how much you rub the burst bubble wrap, you will not be able to get the feeling you had when you first felt it.
‘That’s why even more.’
I fall in love.
It becomes addictive.
Sex makes your brain go numb.
“You shouldn’t rub your dick like this.”
“Go!”
“It has to hurt.”
Please use it however you like.
A small body of about 150 cm is laid down on the bed.
‘It’s fun to be stiff.’
Fast, hard thrusting is better for ejaculation.
In Yuko’s small hole.
Puck! Puck! Puck!
It hits like a rice cake.
It is struck with such force that it will break the mortar.
“Argh! Argh! Argh! Read it…♡”
It is a good biological onahole.
It may be the most extravagant act in modern society.
‘It’s ruining a woman’s life.’
A sense of immorality and conquest fills me.
The bural also contracts vigorously, stimulating the desire to ejaculate.
“Take care of your contraception.”
“Yes, yes. I won’t let it stick to your uterus♡”
“Make him do well too.”
“Oh, just leave that to me.”
Enjoy it.
In terms of women, it’s nothing compared to Sora or Rachel.
‘Women who usually pick on me.’
If you enjoy it provocatively, it will kill you.
It has the taste of fully recharging dopamine.
It’s the same.
Cooking.
They may be similar in that they eat.
* * *
Korean Wave.
Its popularity in Japan is increasing day by day.
Daily News− 「More than half of Japanese people say they feel close to Korea… 66.2% in their 20s”
It brings about an inevitable phenomenon.
Public opinion toward Korea is improving.
“These days, if it’s not Korean-related content, it doesn’t get any viewer ratings.”
So much so that it even has an impact on Japanese broadcasters.
The times are changing like that.
‘Don’t say anything.’
There were some people who didn’t like it.
Nippon TV director Yasui Fujimoto clicks his tongue
This was unimaginable just 10 years ago.
No, 20 or 30 years ago.
“Underdeveloped countries like Korea…”
“It’s all because of the Korean Wave or something.”
“And also… Who was it? Most of the installation was Korean.”
“”Lee Chan-wook!””
It is incomprehensible to board members whose average age is in their 60s.
The world has been turned upside down.
We need to get it right.
Viewers must wake up.
That kind of thought comes to mind.
“That guy, Lee Chan-wook, poisoned Japan. There is only one way to deal with the Koreans who poisoned them.”
It was an extremely natural conclusion for them.
