Weeping Yang double bun wearing ring trembling,
Staring intently at Lily, reflecting the indescribable red face...
After a brief pause,
quite a while,
Bobby' s two black eyes like beasts,
After one incense stick after another,
The hot spring water fluctuates up and down in the bath,
There are two snails touching each other with their tentacles,
Hua Xing bowed her head slightly, sliding inch by inch across Lily' s skin,
Against the backdrop of mist and water droplets,
With a smile on your face, the peach is in a thousand changes,
he rush of water,
From Bobby' s broad forehead,
Drop by drop drop after drop,
As described, it seems to be thin and soft,
The smell of sulphur that fills the bathroom,
How coquettish the action is,
Then head to head,
Bobby watched fixedly, his throat rolling again and again,
The two snails fill each other' s holes with Loveya,
Gently spread it flat on the wooden floor next to the bathtub,
Passing through the high bridge of the nose, rolling into the wet lips,
The fluid in the blood vessels is also agitated,
Breathing faster and faster,
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And then like this,
physically connected to each other,
In the hazy, there is a trace of charming smile,
in the misty air,
Picking up Lily with a pair of iron arms,
Bobby walks into the bath,
lips meet, sucking,
on the branches under the stars,
There was a blush in the mis