Novel & Cerita A Pervert Daily Life

"I'm a pervert. I don't do anything but peek on gals." "Okay, I apologize for calling you a pervert. In our world people like you--" "Like me?" "Yes! Like you who peers at me with lustrous eyes!" "Lustrous eyes you say!" He pointed at his almost golden eyes. "There's nothing that I lust about in you! Someone as highly as me, attracted to you? Let us be real in here, lady. I only wanted to help you. In fact, I only wanted a friend who is not from--"

He blinked acting innocent and said ,"i am not that much addicted ,i respect your privacy" Well...The most perverted and shameless person is talking about privacy now? Just great...

So, I made the mistake of forgetting I was dealing with a little perv! «Pervert! Don’t you have any filters at all? That right there!? That’s just disgusting! » «Why would I? How would you know I wanted you if I didn’t tell you? I think you should choose me as your mate! I do have other clothes from the same place, you know! »

Shaking her head, Xavia replied, “Do share what you’re attempting to talk about first. More adult things? Hmm?” “…Am I truly that dirty to you?” “No, you’re worse,” said Xavia, instantly wounding Zivon’s heart. After clenching his fists for a while, he eventually replied, “…You’re just saying that because you’ve forgotten how we were in the past.” “Then am I expected to know you inside out again?” said Xavia. “Naturally-” “Aha! I knew it! You’re just a pervert deep down!” This left Zivon momentarily caught off guard. Pervert? Where did that even come from- Oh. Smirking in response, Zivon eventually replied, “You call me a pervert, but just what were you thinking about when you said, ‘inside

When would that child truly understand the situation? “What’s wrong? Have you lost your mind, now that a beautiful young woman willingly serves herself on a platter to you, you pervert? Don’t tell me that a pervert such as yourself is too shy to act on his impulses?”

His eyes widen then stood up to level me, I needed to tilt my head to stare back. "More finer? You're comparing me to Harvin? Wow, I can't believe how desperate you are to be called pretty that you fell on his bait!" Can I punch him 160° degree?! Oh please! Help me out to erase him exactly now! "Well if I'm ugly at least I won't be so perverted to sniff someone's neck!" I step forward feeling the war that is about to wage. "Pervert me? You're referring to the University's rank 1 with high intelligence and manner?"

While thinking about the disaster of my so-called new life, another person entered. It was the pervert who carried me previously. “My oh my, you are a pretty little thing, ain’t you. You might not be as pretty as our lady princess, but you are not too bad,” he said while looking at me with his tongue roving over his lips and his eyes blinking suggestively. I couldn’t help myself, I spoke out, “Stop staring, you deranged pervert!” Though my voice came out like a croak and a whine, the effect I wanted was achieved.

I'm a good man, but I'm not a good man and here, in the basement of the nightclub, I dive into the darkness inside me, freeing the refugee animal without any shame. I find myself as I lose myself, sinking deeper and deeper into the lust of sin. There is no woman who can replace my late wife, but every pussy is welcome in my bed. There are no judgments, right or wrong. I fuck. Hard and bad. In private and in public. I'm not a pervert, but there's a reason I'm called a pervert in this world. I have no pity.

The pervet decides to appear. But he does have a nice ass, one that makes you wanna guess how good it'd look without the clothes. WE CAN JUST ASK HIM TO TAKE THE CLOTHES OFF. Damn it, what am I thinking. Get out of my head you pervert. YOU ARE ACTUALLY THE REAL PERVERT HERE LUNA. She is right. What is happening to me? THER IS NOTHING WRONG IN WANTING WHAT IS YOURS LUNA. What is mine?

- "Clara climaxes from drinking pee. She is the most perverted girl in the world.." The demon said in a mocking voice, and laughed with the same maniacal tone as always. "Nothing more than a little pee slut. You'd do this all day long if you could. I can sense your true desires. I can taste your shame." Clara whimpered softly in response. The demon was right, of course. She hated these encounters, and yet, each night she'd go to sleep with her mouth watering, dreaming about having another round. How perverted, how humiliating. Her heart ached. But there was no point in denying any of it in front of this creature. It could see right through her. It knew the secrets of her true desires.