the night is dark,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,

Filled the entire greenhouse...

At this moment,

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

Eg the entire golden house space,

With a breath,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Slowly and slowly fade away.......

Thousands of oysters surging,

Back off slowly...

From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,

at the same time,

And in the blue eyes on the top of the head, there

fade away slowly...

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

The petite panting meow,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

A soft and charming voice,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

swarming out from the horse's eye,