Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

Back off slowly...

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Eg the entire golden house space,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

stantly eg in the guest room...

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

the night is dark,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Permeates the entire room.

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

lutters across the pin grass,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

A soft and charming voice,

Only the kitten meows softly,

The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

fade away slowly...

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

The petite panting meow,

L,

With a breath,

At this moment,