Wang Xiner smiled and said, "What's wrong with that? It's just a kiss on the lips – it's no different from kissing on the cheek, right?"
"I think it's okay." Surprisingly, Su Mengyan was the first to agree with her daughter's suggestion and set an example by saying, "Let's start with me."
Wang Yue immediately went over and kissed his mother's delicate, cherry-like lips.
However, Su Mengyan seemed unsatisfied. Taking advantage of the moment when their lips touched, she suddenly extended her tongue and licked her son's lips.
Wang Yue's heart pounded violently. His mother was really playing with fire. Wasn't she afraid that he might lose control and, against her will, insert his penis into her vagina?
Although kissing on the lips was a bit excessive, since Su Mengyan, as Wang Yue's mother, had set the example, no one had anything to say against it.
Besides, as Wang Xiner said, it was just a kiss on the lips – nothing serious.
