美少女妈妈

In my eyes, mummy is a frisky little cat. The high-pitched voice makes her so cute. I am obsessed with her slender figure and nimble movement, just like a fair maiden. The experience of deeply touched by her soft words and considerate care makes me slothful and imbecile, but very comfortable. It somehow resemble take in a poisonous pills with a sweet coat . Obviously, I am grateful for her kindness and industriousness, such as doing burdensome house work and guiding me with my study. As a grown-up, I know even mummy is not omnipotent. But still prefer the cosiness of her embrace.