It was pitch black in the boudoir.
Bent up to meet the man' s thirst.
The woman stretched out the two white hands of the young Mimi.
Men' s sturdy "6-pack". Plus a beastly punch.
Ten nails dig into the man' s strong arm.
The woman closed her eyes slightly.
Little stars are flowing in the night like fireflies,
The corridors of the valley are narrow
23 o' clock in the afternoon.
Only the moonlight poured into the house from the window.
Reflecting two naked bodies entangled on the soft bed.
(Honeysuckle): I want to drink soy milk.
Cooperate with the deep and thick breathing of the man.
3. Floor 5, Building K, Hope Community.
A full moon slowly climbed up the starry sky,
The air is filled with the ambiguity of life and fragrance.
Can' t hide the soft and charming voice in the wing,
The red corridors are ruby tiles, the palace walls are deep,
white and big and bright,
(Honeysuckle): Frozen Nest Law... see you later...
oneysuckle): Your 20-length is as hard as the back of your hand.
week after week, day after day,
The red and tender mouth. From time to time, it emits a soft and charming.
(Old Huli): Gan Anpin. Do you want it tonight?
The woman gasped in ecstasy.
The woman' s body. Constantly bending and twisting.
Appears lonely but is Yonghuan,
(Lao Huli): Fitness and nourishing.
at this time.
To pour out the brilliance of clear water on the vast land,