Nocturne (Adult Version) [Full Text]

Your mother worked as a prostitute and
suffered severe bleeding in the hospital.
I watched the scene of prostitution with no expression.
After losing your mother, love and hate became clear.
After losing your mother, what else is there to care about?
Reproductive organs no longer symbolize peace.
I woke
your mother up and forced her to drink Longjing tea
. I used beautiful words to describe your mother as looking like a fly.
Ah, dark clouds begin to obscure
the vagina, it's not clean.
Your mother's moaning echoes in your mother's drifting,
your mother's black glans withers in the pure black brothel
, xxxx at the bedside, the grass mud horse is very happy.
Please listen, your mother is showing her big ass
, trying to warm her increasingly cold nipples
because of her, because her breasts are flat
. Ah, the prostitute's big cock is short, thick, strong,
and old. Roar, fuck your mother
, sing her a dance of splits
to commemorate your mother. Nobody goes
with the prostitute, masturbating with him and very confident,
his hand on her thigh, touching her very tightly.
Your mother looks like the White Bone Demon
. There's no time in her brothel
to play a dance of splits for her
to commemorate your mother's fearlessness.
And I, for her, hide my identity,
a hundred dollars to
get her to feel her heartbeat, and I will kiss her asshole
to remember your mother's bright red. The sanitary napkins,
those unused condoms, the aphrodisiacs
your mother used,
satisfying everyone's desire to sleep
, paying money not for money,
not washing feet, that murky water,
not being a prostitute, your mother's smiles all have shadows ,
I laugh at your mother on the moss-covered roof
, seeing a minor illness
because she doesn't even have a sip of water,
I use [the whole text] beautiful words to describe your mother's past
as a prostitute, to sing her the dance of splitting legs,
to commemorate your mother, who doesn't go to anyone,
masturbating with her clients, and very confidently, her
hand on her thigh, touching very tightly,
your mother looks like the White Bone Demon
, the place where she prostitutes has no time,
to play the dance of splitting legs for her,
to commemorate your mother's fearlessness
, and I, for her, hiding my identity,
a hundred yuan
to get her heartbeat, and to kiss her anus,
to remember your mother's bright red sanitary napkins.

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