Exposing the fresh and moist tongue,

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

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

The tender tongue stuck into the wet mouth.

The lips slowly pressed together,

lips parted slightly,

Ryan leaned over and kissed Mammy's wet lips,

Mammy trembled slightly to accept Ryan's love,

Taste the wine in

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

Feel the hot, moist touch of your tongue,

The hot, moist tongue still sucks the tiny cloves,

Seeing the mist in the moist eyes of the mammy,

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

The four red lips were glued together and kept squirming,

Then slowly and deeply explore,

Pure and charming,

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

Mammy's face flushed red,

That adorable look,

Then gently ched his teeth,

Ryan couldn't help shaking a little,

Occasionally biting lightly,

slowly...slowly...

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

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

The eyeshes are involuntarily damp. So deep and crazy,

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