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

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

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

Then slowly and deeply explore,

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

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

That adorable look,

The lips slowly pressed together,

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

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Taste the wine in

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

slowly...slowly...

Mammy's face flushed red,

Pure and charming,

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

Then gently ched his teeth,

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

lips parted slightly,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

Occasionally biting lightly,

ig,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

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