Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

Gertie was hit by Mu Erng and flew into the clouds,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

L,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

With a breath,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

fade away slowly...

Thousands of oysters surging,

The whole person feels as if reduced to ashes,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

The pleasure of a series of muscle spasms,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The petite panting meow,

Back off slowly...

A white light fshed before my eyes, a little bit of Venus,

stantly eg in the guest room...

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

A soft and charming voice,

Only the kitten meows softly,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

At this moment,

Slow

Mu Erng involuntarily trembled all over his body,

ng breeze flutters across the pin grass,

Makes the whole person almost paralyzed,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Eg the entire golden house space,

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