The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
Slowly and slowly fade away.......
the night is dark,
At this moment,
Thousands of oysters surging,
A soft and charming voice,
The hss of time drips down sed by sed,
stantly eg in the greenhouse...
Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,
at the same time,
With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,
And in the blue eyes on the top of the head,
fade away slowly...
Filled the entire greenhouse...
The turbulent translut milky spring water,
With a breath,
The petite panting meow,
Back off slowly...
You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,
Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,
The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,
Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Eg the entire golden house space,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,