L,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Thousands of oysters surging,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

stantly eg in the guest room...

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

fade away slowly...

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

At this moment,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

The petite panting meow,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Permeates the entire room.

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

A soft and charming voice,

Back off slowly...

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

the night is dark,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

With a breath,

Only the kitten meows softly,

lutters across the pin grass,