I can' t tell who' s the juice...
The boss' s wife grabs the maid' s soft and elastic round buttocks with both hands,
swept the whole body along the filament blood vessels,
at this time.
Like the sparks of fireworks that scatter into the sky,
"Intelligent 3D Stereoscopic Holographic Image Communicator" on the left wrist of the maid.
Many tiny beads of sweat ooze out,
A small blush appeared on the skin of the two,
The boss said: Crystal Crystal. What are you doing?
The two bodies stick tightly together,
A piece of luster flowing on the legs of the four powdered lotus root,
Constantly bursting and blooming,
is grabbing the maid' s hair carelessly,
The limbs twitch and stiffen comfortably,
involuntarily twisting,
At this time, the brain was dizzy to a state of ethereal trance,
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,
The tingling, cramping feeling of an electric shock,
Th
ss' s wife,
Light and fluttering like clouds and fog in a fairyland,
spread to the back,
Without warning, an arc-shaped fountain gushed out from under the aqua blue pleated skirt,
After a cup of tea time,
The boss image of "3D Stereoscopic Hologram" appears.
The whole person was melted into cloud after cloud,
All the way to the numbness to the legs,
wave after wave like the tide,
wave after wave,