Constantly rotating from shallow to deep,

That delicate tongue like a serpent,

Roll and stir in the warm and smooth mouth,

The wild move shakes the inner depression,

One after another incense,

Rolling slowly as the tongue twists,

The slender hands of nightshade run up and down the smooth back,

I saw the intelligent female assistant raised her legs and hooked Shatang's back

Subconsciously swinging up and down with Shatang's tongue twitching

From time to time there is a soft and tender sound in the mouth,

At this time, the claws of the intelligent female assistant,

is grabbing Shatang's hair indiscriminately,

Unconsciously, the lower body began to sway,

The three thousand hair strands on the top of the head are scattered and flying with the shaking,

Without warning, an arc-shaped fountain gushed out from the Tianchi,

Shatang opened his mouth without hesitation,

Let the water of barley tea pour down your throat,

After a cup of tea time,