a      quarter      of      an      hour,

        At      this      time,      Del      ed      her      hands      around      the      back      of      the      "Rambutan"      neck,

        Put      your      tongue      into      the      "rambutan"      mouth,

        stantly      rotating      from      shallow      to      deep,

        That      delicate      tongue      like      a      serpent,

        Roll      and      stir      in      the      warm      and      smooth      mouth,

        The      wild      move      shakes      the      inner      depression,

        One      after      another      inse,

        Rolling      slowly      as      the      towists,

        Del's      slender      hands      run      up      and      down      the      smooth      back      of      "Rambutan",

        I      saw      "Rambutan"      hooked      up      his      legs      and      hooked      Del's      back

        Subsciously      moving      up      and      down      with      Del's      towitg

        From      time      to      time      there      is      a      soft      and      tender      sound      in      the      mouth,

        At      this      time,      the      cws      of      "Rambutan",

        Randomly      grabbing      Del's      hair,

        Unsciously,      the      lower      body      began      to      sway,

        The      three      thousand      hair      strands      on      the      top      of      the      head      are      scattered      and      flying      with      the      shaking,

        Without      warning,      an      arc-shaped      fountain      gushed      out      from      the      Tianchi,