Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

At this moment,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Permeates the entire room.

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

Eg the entire golden house space,

spring breeze flutters across the pin grass,

The petite panting meow,

L,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

the night is dark,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

With a breath,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Only the kitten meows softly,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

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

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

A soft and charming voice,

fade away

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

stantly eg in the guest room...

Back off slowly...

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,