Anita noodles are served hot,

kissing her sweet lips,

As if everything was taken franted,

Let Calvin's warm and hot thin lips press tightly,

Greedily grabbing the breath belonging to the high core,

Anita's mind went bnk,

Feel the breath of suffocation,

Toug and lig Anita's tongue...

Loving and needy lig,

The tip of the nose floats the sweet but not greasy fragrance of the high core body,

Smell the faint st of Calvin,

slowly close to my ear,

The lips touch the softness of the longing,

The warm red tongue slides into the mouth,

The thick and slippery fragrance rubbed between the tangled tongues,

There was a gleam in the deep eyes,

blocked by two warm lips,

Anita's body didn't move,

Just obediently close your eyes,

etched out his right hand to around Dou Hua's slender waist,

fet to think about the

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Calvin's tongue slowly pryed open his teeth,

Looking at the face that is getting closer and closer,