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

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

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

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

the night is dark,

Eg the entire golden house space,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

At this moment,

With a breath,

Thousands of oysters surging,

at the same time,

A soft and charming voice,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Back off slowly...

Filled the entire greenhouse...

fade away slowly...

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

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

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

swarming out from the horse's eye,

The petite panting meow,

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

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,