the night is dark,

Thousands of oysters surging,

lutters across the pin grass,

Eg the entire golden house space,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

Only the kitten meows softly,

fade away slowly...

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

Back off slowly...

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

At this moment,

With a breath,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

A soft and charming voice,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

stantly eg in the guest room...

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

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

The petite panting meow,

Permeates the entire room.

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

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