slowly...slowly...

Then gently ched his teeth,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

lips parted slightly,

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

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

Taste the wine in

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

ig,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Then slowly and deeply explore,

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

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

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

Occasionally biting lightly,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

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

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

That adorable look,

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

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

Pure and charming,

Mammy's face flushed red,

The lips slowly pressed together,

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

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