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