The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Only the kitten meows softly,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

the night is dark,

Eg the entire golden house space,

At this moment,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

L,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

lutters across the pin grass,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

stantly eg in the guest room...

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The petite panting meow,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Permeates the entire room.

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

A soft and charming voice,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

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

Thousands of oysters surging,

Back off slowly...

fade away slowly...

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

With a breath,