Noona looked at the man in front of him who was putting her fingers into his mouth , sweeping the stream of her femininity. Noona's face flushed red. When seeing that kind of husband How many times and how long She wasn't used to it and was used to it. Her little heart fluttered every time her eyes saw him.
“Noona, would you like to know how the device is used?” A sexy and hoarse voice came from the man in front of Noona. Noona shook her head in response. When looking at the dark eyes "That machine" that Peter was referring to was “sit-up bench”
Peter looked at Noona expectantly. And the thick hands returned to what he had done before, rubbed the succulent and honey-sweet roses with a fast pace.
“Wow.../...Aaaaaaa…" Both her and Peter moans sounded uninterrupted. echoing throughout the gym
