night.
The bridal chamber dle.
Fisherman utan holding an intelligent realistic love robot.
To the thick soft grass under the trees,
' t stand the temptation of the upper body.
Trap into the lower body.
I saw two naked bodies. Tightly glued together,
The slender hands of a real love robot, like white and thin,
On the back of the strong fisherman utan,
wandering back and forth incessantly;
The python tongue of the fisherman utan stantly rubs the artificial love robot tongue,
slowly, slowly,
kissing the neck down,
The corridors of the valley are narrow and winding,
like an octopus pot,
freely expand and tract,
The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths,
Like an endless o,
At this time,
The smooth prairie swayed frequently,
Up and down, oightening and one shrinking,
Like a bird fpping its left and right wings,
The trembling flower' s heart is wide open,
Yumen opens and closes like an oyster shell, shrinks and tightens,
The big baby roams the o like a dragon,