Then gently ched his teeth,

slowly...slowly...

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

Taste the wine in

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

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

Pure and charming,

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

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

Mammy's face flushed red,

ig,

Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

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

Then slowly and deeply explore,

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

lips parted slightly,

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

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

The lips slowly pressed together,

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

Occasionally biting lightly,

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

That adorable look,

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

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

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,