From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Thousands of oysters surging,

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

Eg the entire golden house space,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,

With a breath,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

Slowly and slowly fade away.......

At this moment,

The petite panting meow,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Filled the entire greenhouse...

A soft and charming voice,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

at the same time,

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

fade away slowly...

Back off slowly...

And in the blue eyes on the top of the head, there

the night is dark,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,