is close, the misty water eyes are full of innocence,

While whispering, sticking out the tip of her tongue,

Gently traces Bryan's lips,

Sucking wildly, holding her plump lower lip,

frantically stirring the incense in the mouth of the sandalwood,

Sucking on her seductive pink tongue, not letting go of any sweetness,

Camilla's eyes are half closed,

Muffled with suffocating gasps,

Letting out a soft and charming snort,

The two naked bodies rolled tightly together again,

Camilla's white and slender hands,

On the back of the stout Bryan, constantly walking back and forth;

Bryan's python tongue keeps rubbing Camilla's tongue,

Slowly, slowly, kissing down the neck,

The corridors of the valley are narrow and winding,

Like an octopus pot, it expands and contracts freely,

The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths, like an endless ocean,

At this moment, the smooth prairie swayed frequently,

Up and down, tightening and shrinking, like a bird flapping its left and right wings,