The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

Then gently ched his teeth,

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

The lips slowly pressed together,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Mammy's face flushed red,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

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

That adorable look,

slowly...slowly...

Taste the wine in

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

Pure and charming,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

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

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

Then slowly and deeply explore,

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

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

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

lips parted slightly,

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

Occasionally biting lightly,

ig,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,