Thousands of oysters surging,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

L,

The petite panting meow,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

At this moment,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

the night is dark,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

With a breath,

A soft and charming voice,

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

Permeates the entire room.

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Only the kitten meows softly,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

lutters across the pin grass,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

stantly eg in the guest room...

fade away slowly...

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Back off slowly...