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I, the Weakest Traveler, Start by Taming the gods of the Old World.

Ha Joon Kim is a loser. No amount of luck was going to save him from that fate, he was always going to be that loser. But what happens when he dies and gets reincarnated in another world where everything seems different. Where gods and heroic spirits of all eras are in existence. Not only that, but his smartphone is with him? And it grants him skills?. [Instant learning acquired] [This skill allows you to gain abilities from leaning] He knew the essence of water. [You have gained a new skill.] [Water manipulation.] [50 endurance points have been deducted.] .... [Knowledge of the gods acquired] [This skill lets you tame… tame…] Giving another chance to live life, Ha Joon decided he wasn't going to be that loser anymore, instead, he was going to help the king of Camelot, or rather, The queen of Camelot rule a successful Kingdom. From getting the goddesses to fall in love, to even making Merlin beg for his attention, he was finally getting everything he wanted from life. The traveler… the only human in the old world to tame the gods. ..... Action (check) Romance (check) Powerful goddesses and gods (check) lots of echhi (check) smart MC (check). I hope you enjoy this book, I promise it's worth it. N:B Synopsis doesn't do the book justice, you should try the first few chapters

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Foot and elephant

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Rachael smiled, her toes brushing against Ha Joon's skin, a teasing touch that sent a spark of heat through his body.

"Do you like it?" she asked, sliding her foot along his thighs, the subtle press making him twitch.

Ha Joon could only nod as he reclined on his hands.

His response was all she needed. Rachael turned her gaze back to Ha Joon's erection, her toes teasing the cap.

With deliberate movement, her foot glided along his cock, the rhythm steady but soft.

She had managed to balance the rod between her toes, her other foot tickling Ha Joon's balls.

"Hmmmrgh~" Ha Joon grunted, lying flat on the ground with his arm covering his eyes.

His hips bucked instinctively, chasing the rhythm she set, but she held him in place, controlling the pace with her foot.

The pressure of her foot increased slightly, and a low growl escaped his lips as his body responded to her every touch.