Wednesday at 9
Mei Zizhi was hit by Qiankaduo and flew into the clouds,
Spasmodic pleasure,
Ten slender fingers stretched out,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
Hold tight to Chankado' s hair,
Mei Zizhi contracted and sucked unconsciously,
Like leaves in the autumn wind,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
L,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
Thousands of oysters surging,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
From the depths of the valley and steppe,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
The whole person feels as if reduced to ashes,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
Two weeks after the anniversary of the P.H. Fishing Port Cooperative Society,
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Only the kitten meows softly,
Mei Zizhi arched her small body,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
trembling all over,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
huilian Cave,
Two naked sticks tightly...
Echoing the entire golden house space,
At this moment,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
The petite panting meow,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
A white light flashed before my eyes, a little bit of Venus,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
Fluttering, floating between heaven and earth,
stick tightly...