The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

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

That adorable look,

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

Mammy's face flushed red,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

lips parted slightly,

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

The lips slowly pressed together,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

Then slowly and deeply explore,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

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

slowly...slowly...

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

Pure and charming,

Occasionally biting lightly,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

Taste the wine in

Then gently ched his teeth,

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

ig,

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

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

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

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

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,