ng,
swarming out from the horse's eye,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
At this moment,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
The petite panting meow,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
wet into pieces,
the night is dark,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
A soft and charming voice,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
With a breath,
Constantly echoing in the rockery...
Alvin trembled involuntarily,
The two naked bodies were sticking together like conjoined twins,
Bit by bit, the transparent flower liquid flows slowly,
I can't tell if it's the smell of honey couscous milk or the smell of sulphur.
The hourglass of time drips down second by second,
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Back off slowly...