With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

lutters across the pin grass,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

stantly eg in the guest room...

The ever-flowing water droplets,

With a breath,

Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,

L,

At this moment,

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

Back off slowly...

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Only the kitten meows softly,

fade away slowly...

The petite panting meow,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Permeates the entire room.

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

the night is dark,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

A soft and charming voice,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,