The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

the night is dark,

y,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

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

Thousands of oysters surging,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

at the same time,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

fade away slowly...

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

Eg the entire golden house space,

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

swarming out from the horse's eye,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The petite panting meow,

With a breath,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

And in the blue eyes on the top of the he

A soft and charming voice,

At this moment,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

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

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

Back off slowly...

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Filled the entire greenhouse...