Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

At this moment,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

Back off slowly...

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Thousands of oysters surging,

lutters across the pin grass,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

With a breath,

A soft and charming voice,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

the night is dark,

Permeates the entire room.

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

stantly eg in the guest room...

fade away slowly...

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

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

L,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The petite panting meow,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Only the kitten meows softly,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,