Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

the night is dark,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

With a breath,

Eg the entire golden house space,

A soft and charming voice,

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

Permeates the entire room.

spring breeze flutters across the pin grass,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

L,

Only the kitten meows softly,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Thousands of oysters surging,

The petite panting meow,

fade away

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

Back off slowly...

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

At this moment,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

stantly eg in the guest room...

swarming out from the horse's eye,