Eg the entire golden house space,

A soft and charming voice,

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

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

At this moment,

The petite panting meow,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Only the kitten meows softly,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

fade away slowly...

With a breath,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Permeates the entire room.

the night is dark,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Thousands of oysters surging,

lutters across the pin grass,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

L,

stantly eg in the guest room...

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Back off slowly...

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,