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