C64 Driving Drunk Was a Bad Thing

The early morning sun streamed through the window, bathing the bedroom in a warm glow.

Liang Shiqin, with skin as smooth as a peeled egg, rested her head on Lin Feng's shoulder as they lay in bed.

She was radiant and lovely, like a flower refreshed by rain, following their lovemaking the night before.

Listening to Lin Feng's gentle snores, she whispered teasingly