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