ig,

Then gently ched his teeth,

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

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

slowly...slowly...

lips parted slightly,

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

Mammy's face flushed red,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

Taste the wine in

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

Occasionally biting lightly,

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

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

That adorable look,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

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

Then slowly and deeply explore,

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

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

The lips slowly pressed together,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

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

Pure and charming,