And then gently round the tip of Mammy' s tongue,
Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan' s love,
The small tip of the tongue responded enthusiastically to Ryan' s entanglement,
Makes the mammy' s breath begin to disorder, dizzy forehead, panting,
lips parted slightly,
Then gently clenched his teeth,
The lips slowly pressed together,
The eyelashes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,
the hot, moist touch of your tongue,
Small drops of water oozing from the tip of the nose,
Taste the wine in Mammy' s mouth,
slowly...slowly...
Then slowly and deeply explore,
Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,
Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,
Ryan couldn' t help shaking a little,
The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,
Lean couldn' t help but bow his head to hold her lips,
Pure and charming,
From time to time he stretched out his fragrant tongue to add food to his mother' s lips,
The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.
Mammy' s face flushed red,
The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,
Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy' s wet lips,
That adorable look,
The trembling body turned from panic to softness,
Occasionally biting lightly,