Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

Small drops of water oozing from the tip of the nose,

lips parted slightly,

Then gently ched his teeth,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

Occasionally biting lightly,

That adorable look,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

slowly...slowly...

Pure and charming,

ig,

Mammy's face flushed red,

Lean couldn't help but bow his head to hold her lips,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

And then gently round the tip of Mammy's tongue,

Taste the wine in

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

Then slowly and deeply explore,

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

Makes the mammy's breath begin to disorder, dizzy forehead, panting,

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

The small tip of the tongue responded enthusiastically to Ryan's enta,

From time to time he stretched out his fragrant too add food to his mother's lips,

The lips slowly pressed together,