Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

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Chapter 19

Soon, Sam walked into the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel. He had just finished taking a shower, but the white underwear on his lower body was holding up a tall tent.

I smiled slightly and shook my head. Sam must have missed his girlfriend while taking a shower.

"Sam, let me ask you." I stood up, picked up the hair dryer on the desk and handed it to Sam.

It must have been because I was lying on the bed before. I felt that Sam was very tall. In fact, I am standing at almost 1.75 meters, which is about the same height as Sam. However, his body is indeed very strong. This may be the reason why I am visually confused. I think he is much taller than me. "What? Zihan," Sam continued to wipe his hair and faced me,

His shiny black muscles, especially the tall tent under his belly, faced me, and I actually felt a little embarrassed.

"Um...how come you're not scared at all after watching that thriller movie," I asked Sam, thinking about how Sam didn't feel anything during the movie.

"Uh... Zihan, there is no such thing as "ghost" in Africa..." Sam put his hands together, grinned, looked at me like I was a fool, and picked up a hair dryer to dry his hair.

Um, damn, he tricked me again,

"Okay... It seems so. How can you have ghosts in Africa..." I nodded, regretting asking him this stupid question.

There are no ghosts in Africa. If your skin is so dark, you are "ghosts" yourself. I wanted to tell him, but I definitely couldn't tell him that.

"Hehehe, but it's still very exciting, the picture is quite bloody," Sam looked at me and nodded.

"Yeah," this seems like a normal behavior.

"Okay, Sam, how about tomorrow, Sunday, we do our homework in the morning and play ball in the afternoon," I looked at Sam expectantly.

"Okay, I'll listen to Zihan's arrangement," Sam grinned at me. His honest and honest look made people feel his sincerity directly.

What's more, Sam is really honest. He has been with me for so long and has never deceived me. I feel relieved about him.

"Well, I'm going to sleep then. I'm exhausted today." I went back to bed and lay down, closing my eyes.

"Good night, my Zihan," said Sam,

After finishing speaking, he dried his hair and turned off the light in the bedroom.

"Good night Sam," I replied, and after a while, I fell asleep.

"...boom...da...boom...",

I don’t know how long I slept, but a loud noise woke me up from a “nightmare”. I dreamed that Li Xiaojun became Sam’s girlfriend.

Fortunately, a sound of thunder brought me out of the dream. This was too uncomfortable. However, just like in the dream, if Li Xiaojun really likes Sam, then there is nothing I can do. I can only bless them, because I I already consider Sam my brother, just like my parents consider Sam their child.

But dreams are dreams. When the summer vacation comes, Sam will go back to South Africa. It is impossible for this kind of thing to happen. This dream is too strange. "Boom... da..."

Another bolt of lightning lit up the bedroom, startling me who had just woken up from my dream.

"Wow... Wow..."

I looked outside the window, and it turned out that it had been raining heavily outside.

"Huh..." I took a deep breath, turned around and looked under the bed,

In the darkness, I saw a quilt covering Sam's bed, but I didn't see Sam's head and feet exposed.

Sam slept with a quilt over his head?

I stood up in confusion and went under his bed, slowly lifting the quilt, but I didn't see Sam.

"Sam's not here? Did you go to the bathroom?"

I picked up my phone and looked at it. It was two o'clock in the morning on Sunday.

It was midnight, so Sam must have gone to the bathroom.

I didn't think much and lay down on the bed again, but now I was completely sleepless. After waiting for a while, Sam didn't come back to the bedroom. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and thunder sounded from time to time.

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"What's going on? It took you so long to go to the bathroom." I stood up and walked out of the bedroom with bare feet.

When I came to the door, I looked towards the toilet. It was dark in the living room and corridor, and there were no lights on. Does Sam go to the bathroom without turning on the light? I walked through the living room in the dark and walked to the bathroom door. I pushed the door in and turned on the light, but I didn't see Sam inside.

Strange, where was Sam? Did he go upstairs to use the toilet?

I wanted to go upstairs, but I was afraid of disturbing my mother's rest, so I had to go back to the bedroom and lie down. Sam might be upstairs using the bathroom, or else where else could he go. It was midnight, and it was raining heavily with thunder and lightning outside.

After waiting for a while, Sam still didn't return to the bedroom, which made me feel very strange. Could it be that Sam fainted in the toilet on the second floor?

Thinking of this, I was startled, got up and walked to the second floor.

When we came to the corner of the second floor, the second floor was also dark with no light. The toilet on the second floor was at the end of the second floor. The door there was closed. Sam was inside?

I passed my mother's bedroom and walked to the bathroom. I opened the door and looked around, but I didn't see Sam.

"Holy crap, where is Sam?" I suddenly got goosebumps. Sam couldn't have run away from home because he was sleepwalking in the middle of the night. But in the more than half a year since he came to my house, I have never seen him sleepwalking.

I closed the door gently and walked back. I seemed to hear a strange sound coming to my ears from somewhere.

In order to prove that I was not dreaming, I pinched my thigh hard. The pain made me wake up instantly.

I didn’t dream or hear any hallucinations. There was indeed a faint sound coming from somewhere on the second floor.

"It can't be a ghost," I thought. The dark light made my hair suddenly explode, my scalp went numb, and my body shook involuntarily. The horror movie I just watched last night couldn't really be like that.

I had the urge to run away, go back to the bedroom downstairs, close the door and cover myself with the quilt.

"There is nothing illusory in the world... If there is, then there is God." I don't remember where I remembered this sentence. Thinking about this sentence made me feel a lot better. After all, I am still a human being. A kind-hearted and positive sixteen-year-old boy,

Just when I was thinking about what was making a subtle sound, the sound suddenly stopped. It was raining heavily outside. I wondered if I had heard it wrong. There was no sound at all.

I concentrated on walking slowly by the wall of my mother's bedroom, thinking that something was really coming to catch me, so I screamed at the top of my lungs, asking my mother to come out and save me.

"Hmm... um..." Suddenly, the voice came out again. As I approached my mother's bedroom door, the voice was louder than before.

Could it be coming from outside the balcony? When I came to the door of my mother's bedroom, the sound suddenly stopped again.

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Are you playing with me? I frowned and wanted to open the balcony door to see what was making the noise outside.

"Boom... da..." A thunder struck, and I trembled.

"Ah huh huh..." A louder voice came from my ears again. The direction of this voice was not from the balcony, but from my mother's bedroom.

I turned around, looked at my mother's bedroom door in front of me, and frowned, "Um...ah...um...no..." The sound coming from the bedroom was clearer than before, but it was still very quiet, as if someone was making it unconsciously. , instead of calling it out intentionally,

The sound of rain outside disrupted my ability to distinguish and made it difficult for me to tell whether the sound was from my mother.

However, Mom must be the only one sleeping in Mom's bedroom, so the sound must be from Mom. Is Mom having a nightmare? I wanted to knock on the door, but how could I explain why I came upstairs?

Yes, didn’t I just come upstairs to see Sam? Sam is not on the first floor, nor is the toilet on the second floor. Could it be that Sam is in his mother's bedroom?

Thinking of this, I felt my heart beat a little. Yes, Sam could only have his mother in the bedroom, otherwise where could he go in the middle of the night?

Should I knock on the door, but what was Sam doing in Mom's bedroom?

"Ah hum...Sam..." I heard my mother's voice coming intermittently from the bedroom. I didn't hear clearly what was said, but I heard my mother say the word "Sam".

It turns out that Sam is really in his mother’s bedroom. Why?

"Mom...Lei..." Sam's somewhat frightened voice came from the bedroom,

thunder? What thunder? Could it be that Sam was awakened by the thunder, then frightened and came upstairs to find his mother?

"Um...Sam...but...you...um..." Mom was saying something in a low voice,

"Mom...I'm afraid..." Sam's pitiful voice came, sounding like he was frightened.

"Da...boom...boom..."

"Ah...Mom...scared..."

"Ah um...Sam..."

Sam's rough voice,

It seems that Sam was frightened by the spring thunder in Greater China? Indeed, the spring thunder was so loud that I was woken up.

But why is my mother’s voice a little strange?

"Um...Sam...Mom...I know...but...you...move...um..." Mom was saying something. It was raining heavily outside at the moment, so I couldn't hear what was said inside.

There was no room light or desk lamp on in my mother's bedroom, and it was dark under the door.

"Mom, I'm afraid..." Sam said something,

"Well..." I don't know if it's my mother's voice,

Then it fell into silence inside. Outside the door, my heartbeat was beating crazily.

What happened in the bedroom? What happened to Mom and Sam? I really want to kick open the door and go in to see,

By the way, there is a way.

I walked a few steps into the corridor, looked up, and saw a rectangular window outside my mother's bedroom wall, on the white wall, almost close to the top of the building. It was not big. I remembered that it was for ventilation. Looking in from there, you should be able to see the bedroom inside.

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However, how can I reach the top? I am so anxious that I wish I could grow three meters tall.

Just when I was anxious, I saw a wooden box for storing sundries at the door of the laundry room. The box looked like one meter and a half high. If I stepped on it, plus my height, it would definitely be fine. See mom's bedroom. Thinking about it, I walked over and moved it with bare feet. My mother probably didn't put anything in it, but the weight of the box itself was still a little heavy. Fortunately, I could move it gently.

Slowly, I lifted it under the vent, and suddenly thought, if my mother or Sam opened the door and came out and saw my strange behavior, how would I explain it?

But that was just a momentary concern, now I just wanted to see what Mom and Sam were doing in the bedroom,

I slowly climbed onto the box. Fortunately, I wasn't very heavy and the box could bear my weight. Ever since I heard the last sound from the bedroom, I didn't know whether it was Sam or my mother, the room fell into silence. I slowly stood up and just reached the vent.

The white pendant headlight on the ceiling in my mother's bedroom, the white wardrobe in the bedroom, and the curtained window opposite the bedroom all appeared in my field of vision little by little.

But I could only see so much, so I had to stand on tiptoes, and then, my mother's dressing table, the stool in front of the dressing table, and the spacious Simmons bed next to the stool appeared in front of me.

What puzzled me was that on the Simmons bed, the quilt was held up high, as if someone was hunched over, holding up the quilt, but I didn't see my mother or Sam.

"Um...no...obey..." Suddenly, my mother's voice came from the quilt, and then, in the darkness, my long-haired mother leaned her head out of the quilt, but she didn't see Sam.

There was no bright light, so I didn’t see what my mother’s expression looked like, but I saw her face buried in the pillow at the head of the bed, with her black hair covering her snow-white face in the dark.

Mother didn't speak. The arched quilt slowly collapsed. Soon, a black head emerged from the quilt and faced mother. That was Sam. What was Sam doing? Was he holding him ? Mom sleeps?

Although I still slept with my mother in my arms when I was in junior high college, that was in the first year of junior high college, and I was still very young at that time. However, Sam is now very big, and we are both sixteen years old. It is too shameful for Sam to do this. Body.

Neither mother nor Sam spoke, they just slept facing each other on the bed. It seemed that Sam was afraid of thunder, so he ran to his mother and slept with her.

Those strange sounds I heard just now must be my mother rejecting Sam. After all, Sam is sixteen years old and can be considered a young adult.

But later, her mother probably gave in and agreed to let Sam sleep with her.

I looked over and saw that my mother and Sam were not moving on the bed. They seemed to be asleep. The feet I had propped up were already sore and numb that I almost fell over. I had to squat down slowly to let my feet rest. Take a moment to relax.


"Well..." Just when I was thinking about whether to climb down from the box, lift the box back to its original position, and then go downstairs to sleep to see how Sam would explain it to me tomorrow, another strange sound came from my mother along with the sound of rain outside. It reached my ears in the bedroom,

It was so strange. I slowly stood up again, and then slowly stood on tiptoes. The Simmons bed appeared in front of me again. Mom and Sam were still facing each other with their heads exposed, no different from before.

Strange, what was that sound just now?

I looked around the room, and there was nothing unusual. Mom's clothes, pants, and flesh-colored stockings were all hung cleanly on the hangers, and the pink slippers were also placed under Mom's bed. Sam must have been too scared, so he I came up to my mother with bare feet, but I didn’t see his slippers.

My eyes returned to my mother's bed. The quilt was tightly covering my mother and Sam. That quilt, huh? No, why does that quilt seem to be shaking?

In order to confirm whether it was really moving, I wiped my eyes and stared at the quilt again. Yes, the quilt covering my mother and Sam was shaking gently.

Weird, so weird, what are mom and Sam doing?

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Mom didn't make a sound, and neither did Sam. The two of them seemed to be sleeping, but the slightly shaking bed quilt made me confused. The window in the bedroom was not opened. The slightly shaking quilt was definitely not caused by the wind. Blowing.

"Hmm..." I saw Sam's body seemed to move under the quilt, and then there was a muffled groan from his mother, whose face was buried in the pillow.

"Sam...you're not good..." I heard my mother, whose fair face was covered by her long hair, say,

"Mom...I'm afraid...in South Africa, thunder...my mother hugs me to sleep...I'm really...scared..." After Sam finished speaking, his voice actually trembled a little,

"Mom...didn't I ask you to sleep with mom...tonight?" At this time, I saw my mother's tender white hands reaching out from the quilt and stroking the hair covering her face behind her.

I finally saw my mother’s snow-white face. She opened her eyes and looked at Sam in front of her.

"Hmm..." Suddenly, my mother groaned and stretched out her arms to clamp the quilt covering her chest.

"Sam...um...no...can't do this..." Mom said something and the quilt moved.

"Mom... I want a hug... otherwise I won't be able to sleep..." Sam said,

"...Well..." Mom didn't say anything, nor did she move.

"Okay...but...can't do that...no...obey me..." What did mom say she couldn't do?

After saying that, Mom let go of the arm that stretched out to hold the quilt on her chest, then hugged Sam through the quilt, patted Sam on the back,

"Thank you, Mom." Sam seemed very happy and moved closer to his mother's chest. His mother's tender hand patting his back paused for a moment, then slowly and then patted Sam's back through the quilt.

Is Sam so scared? Was he struck by lightning when he was a child? Definitely not. He had already gone to see his God after being struck by lightning. It must have been Sam’s unforgettable experience of thunder when he was a child. Looking at the quilt, Sam seemed to be curled up and hugging his mother. It felt like Just like the little monkey lying in the arms of the female monkey in the zoo and hugging the female monkey tightly, I felt a little pity for him.

However, looking from the vent, it may be because of the comparison with Sam’s dark face. Mom’s back and shoulders exposed under the quilt’s white neck appear whiter and smoother.

After a while, Sam actually buried his face under his mother's neck. I don't know if his big mouth touched his mother's white neck flesh. Although he didn't want his mother to be held by Sam to sleep, there was nothing he could do. Sam was really scared. My mother herself didn’t reject him, so I can only sympathize with Sam and support my mother’s actions.

Sam probably didn't do anything excessive, otherwise his mother would have given Sam a big mouth. She had criticized Sam many times since she started working after the Spring Festival holiday.

Seeing that neither mother nor Sam made a sound, mother also stopped patting Sam's back and closed her eyes tightly. She must have fallen asleep.

Seeing such a situation in the bedroom, sleepiness slowly came over me, and I wanted to go down to sleep. What would it look like to peek at my mother like this? If they accidentally saw me, I couldn't explain it clearly.

I took another look at Sam and my mother who seemed to be sleeping soundly through the vent, and decided to go down and rest.

When I looked at it, I saw the quilt covering my mother move again. This time I saw it clearly moving. Then my mother's hand exposed outside the quilt actually grabbed Sam's back.

"Um...Sam...don't..." Mom looked down at Sam who had his face under her neck.

"Zi...Zi...Zi..." I actually heard a sound like something was being sucked by my mouth,

"Uh-huh...you...huh a little more...ah, don't be good..." Mom opened her mouth slightly, grabbed Sam's head with her arm, pushed it out gently, and raised her white chin,

"Stains... stains... stains..." Sam did not reply to his mother, but the sound of sucking something in his mouth continued.

No, Sam’s face was not pressed against his mother’s neck, but just below the collarbone. Because my mother’s chin was raised just now, I saw her slender and white neck.

"Um...stain...mom...stain..." What Sam was saying, he kept burying his head in his mother's chest,

"Um... Sam... uh huh... you... are not good... you can't... uh huh..." Mom's body was slowly twisting, and the tender white arm in the dark night held Sam's head tightly.

"Mom... stains... stains... stains..." Sam said something, and the quilt on his mother's chest was shaking.

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"Don't...um...Sam...didn't I say it...don't...um..." Mom felt very uncomfortable and spoke intermittently.

What is Sam doing that makes his mother feel so uncomfortable? Isn't it his mother holding Sam?

Sam didn't reply to his mother. Her mother seemed very sad, but she didn't scold Sam either, which was strange.

"Ah... no... Sam... uh huh..." Mom's body shook, and the white arm that tightly grasped Sam's head re-stretched into the quilt,

After a while, I saw a black hand sticking out from the quilt, holding a piece of white cloth in its palm.

So, what is that? My heart was beating fast, but the room was too dark. Only a faint light penetrated into the bedroom from outside the curtains.

"Sam...uh huh...you...went too far...pop..." Mom suddenly stood up, raised her white arm, and slapped Sam on the face,

"What happened tonight...I haven't even settled the accounts with you yet! Why are you pushing yourself too far!" Mom exploded,

Hehe, this is the mother I know, but Sam is so pitiful.

Also, what did mom say about tonight?

I was stunned by this sudden change. The mother who stood up was originally wearing a thin white suspender top. As my mother got angry, the white plumpness of her chest kept shaking in the white suspender belt.

"Mom...I'm sorry...I...I didn't mean to..." Sam also stood up, still holding his mother's white cloth in his hand, lowering his head in front of his mother, wearing a pajamas,

Seeing my mother and Sam both wearing pajamas, I felt a little comfort inexplicably. I just didn't know if my mother was wearing a bra.

"Tonight, Sam thought...Mom was very comfortable...I'm sorry...Mom..." Sam continued to lower his head,

"..." Mom didn't speak, but looked at Sam who bowed his head in front of her and admitted his mistake.

The bedroom fell into silence. After a while, I saw my mother’s originally angry face slowly calm down, and her chest slowly stopped shaking.

"Give me that..." Mom said softly, but there was no emotion in her words.

"..." Sam said nothing, still lowered his head, and handed the white cloth to his mother.

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Mom took it, looked at it, then looked at Sam who was still lowering his head in front of her, and finally sighed,

Then, mom put the white fabric next to the pillow, then looked back at Sam,

"Does it hurt..." Mom looked at Sam who said nothing, and her tone turned gentle, just like when I did something wrong when I was a child, she taught me and then hugged me tenderly,

My mother hasn't given me this feeling for a long time. Maybe it's because I've grown up. I miss her so much. I looked at my mother.

"...It doesn't hurt...oooo..." Sam looked up at his mother, and I realized that Sam was sobbing slightly.

"..." Mom saw Sam sobbing and was at a loss.

"Mom, wuwu... I'm sorry, wuwu... I was in South Africa... wu... when there was thunder... wu... I held my mother there before... I fell asleep... wu... I'm sorry... Humph... Sam... I want... Wuwu... Mom... said Sam, looking at his mother, rubbing his eyes with his black hands.

"Mom...I don't blame you...hug mom...then..." mom said,

"But...Sam can't disobey mom...and take out mom's...that..." Mom looked at Sam and said intermittently,

"I'm sorry... ugh... hum... mom..."

"Boom...da...boom, rumble, rumble..."

"Ah...Mom...Mom!..."

Suddenly, a loud noise resounded through the sky again. Sam yelled and hugged his mother at the bedside.

Mom was also startled. She looked at Sam who threw himself into her arms out of fear. Her two arms involuntarily hugged Sam tightly.

"Mom...scared..." Sam huddled up in his mother's arms, his voice even trembling.

"Don't be afraid, Mom is here, don't be afraid," Mom seemed to have forgotten her previous anger and what Sam had just done to her, and instead hugged Sam gently, gently touched Sam's head, and stroked his back. back,

I feel that it should be the mother who naturally exudes a kind of maternal love, a mother's care for her children.

I feel like my mother is really good. Although she is usually very strict with me and Sam, she is still very gentle at heart.

Hehe, on this rainy night, the corners of my mouth raised slightly.

"Mom..." Sam just like that, buried his face in his mother's chest, hugged his mother's back with both hands, and his mother kept patting Sam's back gently.

After a while, Sam seemed to fall asleep. I saw my mother put Sam on the bed. Sam was a bit heavy, so my mother had to let him lie on the bedside, and then my mother also lay next to Sam.

"Well...Mom...don't leave Sam...Sam knows he was wrong..." As soon as her mother lay down, Sam hugged her again and talked in her sleep.

I saw his two black hands reaching into his mother's white sling, and his face buried between her two snow-white breasts.

Because I saw what Sam did before, I am no longer surprised. Sam just missed his mother and hugged her like a child.

At this time, I actually felt very pitiful for Sam. It turned out that he had been so weak when he was far away from home and came to a foreign land alone. He must have missed his mother very much.

"Um…"

Just when I was thinking about it for a while, my mother made a deeper voice from her nasal cavity.

I looked on the bed and saw Sam holding my mother's back with both arms. His mouth seemed to be biting something.

"Well..." Mom didn't break away from Sam, but closed her eyes and faced Sam,

Sam seemed to be biting the white sling on his mother's chest,

After a while, her mother picked up the quilt under her body and covered her and Sam. Since Sam was on her mother's chest, the quilt covered Sam's head, leaving only the side of her mother's snow-white face buried in the pillow.

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"Well..." Mom seemed to be trying hard to restrain something,

"Mom..." After a while, Sam stretched out his head from the quilt and said something in his mother's ear,

Wasn't Sam asleep?

"Um... no... ah..." Mom yelled,

Then my mother was turned over by Sam, sleeping with her back to Sam. With this movement, the quilt was completely lifted, and I saw that my mother was wearing a pair of long pajamas, and Sam was also wearing a pair of pajamas.

Good thing Sam wasn't wearing just a pair of underwear.

"Ah hoo..." Sam hugged his mother from behind and slept on her side again, and then Sam covered them with the quilt,

The bedroom fell silent again, and after a few minutes, Mom and Sam must have fallen asleep this time.

The soles of my raised feet were so numb that I could hardly hold them up, so I had to move my feet down slightly, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

But just as I was relaxing, I saw another movement in the quilt. This time it was Sam who was moving, because I saw in the middle of the quilt, one of Sam's black hands threw something under the quilt. The thing looked like it was white. I didn't see it clearly because the movement was very small. When I saw the throwing action, the thing had already fallen under the other side of the bed.

Then Sam covered himself with the quilt again, and the face stretched out on the head of the bed was pressed more and more directly against his mother's white back,

"Well..." I seemed to hear my mother's very subtle nasal voice, and I didn't know if I heard it wrong.

Then, the quilt slowly swayed again, this time significantly larger than what I had seen before.

Mom still leaned her body sideways, as if acquiescing to Sam holding her sideways, and buried her face in the pillow. Sam's face was pressed against her mother's back,

Seriously, Sam, why are you hugging your mother so tightly?

"Boom...boom...da..." Another loud thunder broke the silence of the bedroom. I was also startled and almost fell off the box, but I managed to hold on tightly to the corners of the vent on the wall. ,

There was no sound in the bedroom, only the quilt on the bed continued to shake. After moving for a while, I saw Sam reach out and cover his mother and her head with the quilt.

Shit, when Sam did this, I didn’t see him or his mother, but the quilt shook a little louder.

"Um...don't...um..." It seemed to be my mother's voice,

"Mom...I'm...scared..." Sam's voice was louder, and I heard him tell his mother that he was scared,

Mom and Sam didn't talk anymore, or what they were saying, they were covered with quilts, so I couldn't hear them anymore.

The quilt was still shaking, especially in the middle of the bed. It seemed like it was doing something very frequently.

I thought it must be my mother comforting Sam, holding Sam and patting his body, just like when I slept with my mother in junior high college, she patted my back and made me fall asleep instantly.

It seemed that Sam was about to fall asleep just now, and was awakened by a thunder. After a while, Sam must have fallen asleep.

I was right. After a while, the quilt covering the two of them stopped shaking. Mom and Sam must have fallen asleep.

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I shook my head helplessly, what am I doing? My mother has long treated Sam as her own child, and even Sam was naughty and even scolded worse. This is my mother.

I watched for a while. Mom and Sam didn't move anymore. They were just covered in the quilt. I looked at my feet that were almost unconscious, squatted down slowly, and then sat on the box to relax for a while. Yes, my feet will slowly regain feeling.

"Mom...please..." Sam's voice under the quilt could not be heard clearly.

I quickly stood on tiptoes and looked in through the vent.

"Well..." A dull voice came from the quilt, and then the quilt began to shake gently again. After about two minutes,

"Ah..." I heard clearly, it was the dull sound made by Sam. It seemed to me that when he first came to stay with me at home, I heard him outside the toilet door making this dull sound when he went to the toilet in the middle of the night to have a stomachache.

After a while, the quilt was slowly pulled down again, and mother's head and Sam's head stuck out from the quilt.

Mom was still lying on her side, seemingly asleep. Sam's face was pressed against his mother's snow-white back, and the quilt didn't shake anymore. Sam stood up and took a few tissues from the bedside and put them into the quilt, and after a while he threw them into the quilt. In the trash can under the bed, were his own tears stuck to his mother? I think it must be because he was so sad just now.

As soon as Sam got up, I saw that the white suspender on my mother's beautiful white back seemed to be missing? Mom's naked back?

Just when I wanted to see more clearly, Sam had already covered his mother and him with the quilt. I must have been dazzled, but my mother had just scolded Sam not long ago. Soon, the even breathing of mother and Sam came from the bedroom.

Although I was worried about what was going on under the quilt just now, I couldn't help it. I didn't dare to knock on the door. Besides, it was really Sam who was very scared and was just hugging his mother.

Watching my mother and Sam sleeping, I gently climbed down from the box. Although my feet were numb and didn't look like my own feet, I still went down. It seemed abnormal for me to do this.

Little by little, I lifted the box to its original position in the laundry room, and then walked slowly back. Passing by my mother's bedroom door, I took a look and walked downstairs.

When I returned to the bedroom, I always felt that something was missing. Looking at Sam's bed, I felt a little uncomfortable when Sam was not there.

After a while, I listened to the rain outside the house slowly getting lighter, and the thunder gradually subsided. In my daze, I seemed to hear the bedroom door being opened, and there was a rustling sound coming from Sam's bed beneath me. The sound was Sam coming down from my mother's room. The thunder stopped and Sam also came down to sleep. I felt inexplicably more at ease.

Am I worried about something? I don't know, there is only a strong sleepiness that takes me into the darkness like anesthesia.

To be continued...

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Super update bro waiting for next one how sam fucks

[Deenatintin]

Wow. Super update... If gif or image attach means it looks sooo goood... Anyway one of the best story in xossip

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bro update please

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Chapter 21


On Sunday morning, I was stimulated by a dazzling bright light. I slowly opened my eyes. The bright sunshine outside the window penetrated into
the room. It was completely different from the violent storm, lightning and thunder last night. Looking at the warm sun, I felt The depressed
mood suddenly became brighter for some reason. 

　　I turned around and looked at Sam's bed below me. Sam was covered with a quilt, wearing the same set of pajamas and pajamas that he had worn in his mother's room last night,
lying flat under the bed, snoring slightly and still sleeping soundly. 

　　Sam's appearance made me feel like I had a dream last night. I got up and opened the window, and saw the
accumulation of water outside, which hinted at how intense the rainstorm was last night. 

　　I looked at Sam. It must have stopped raining and thundering later. Mom asked him to come down and sleep. After all, Sam
is so old and sleeping with her mother. It would definitely not be good for me to see her. Although I happened to see Sam holding
her and sleeping for a while last night. Fortunately, this guy went to see his mother in pajamas and pajamas. If he was only wearing shorts like usual,
then that thing in his crotch would definitely be... very disrespectful to his mother. 

　　"You are such a big man, but you are still afraid of thunder, hahaha, Sam, Sam, finally let me catch your weakness
, hehe." I looked at Sam, who was still sleeping soundly, and the corners of my mouth raised. 

　　Although I knew that Sam went upstairs to find his mother because of his post-thunder phobia, I felt a strange feeling in my heart when I thought that he
might be sleeping with his mother in his arms. 

　　Seeing him still sleeping so soundly, I got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, 

　　Today is Sunday. Needless to say, my mother will not get up to make breakfast. 

　　After washing up, I went to the kitchen refrigerator to get a bottle of milk, returned to the bedroom and started doing my homework. After all,
last semester, I ranked first in the college, and I want to remain in excellent condition. 

　　Now everyone in college behaves very enthusiastically when they see me, hehe, of course it's a bit exaggerated. Don't mention
how much likes me. She is the class teacher. With me as the top student in her class, her face is doubly bright. 

　　And Li Xiaojun, I feel that she still admires me very much, although I always feel that she has been pestering Sam to teach her
spoken English, and I don’t know what she wants to do. 

　　Sam’s grades aren’t bad either. He actually scored higher than me in English, but his math and Chinese scores were lower.
But the English teacher really likes Sam, 

　　Speaking of the English teacher, her name is Sun Xiaoxiao. She is a 30-year-old beautiful young woman with a height of 168cm. Her breasts
are not of Zhang Min and her mother. Of course, I did not measure them myself. They are about a C cup. She has fair skin and is older than Zhang Min
 is older and younger than her mother. I have chatted with her before. She once studied in the United States. Her husband is a
teacher at Linhai University. She returned to Linhai No. 1 Middle college to teach because of her husband. Sun Xiaoxiao and her husband just When I give birth to a baby who is nearly one year old
, sometimes the English teacher will bring that cute baby to college. We all go over to take a look at the little one, who smells of
milk, opens his mouth and looks at a group of us students. Not afraid of life at all. 　　Since Sam came to No. 1 Middle college, the English teacher and Sam have had too many interactions. They used to practice English in the classroom, which

made Li Xiaojun envious. 
　　To put it bluntly, when I got the top score in the college and was sent to my mother’s mobile phone, she was happy for several days. She stopped
scolding Sam and me and cooked us a lot of delicious food. It only lasted a few days. Sam forgot this and
that, and was scolded by his mother. Even sitting there, my father and I were scolded together. Haha, fortunately it was before the Chinese
New Year.

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After doing my homework for a while, I saw Sam stand up and look at me with two round eyes on his big black face. 

　　"Zihan, what time is it?" Sam looked like he wasn't quite awake yet, rubbing his eyes with two black hands, 
　　"It's almost 10 o'clock," I replied to him, 
　　Will Sam tell me that he went to the second floor to seek protection from his mother because of thunder last night? 
　　"Oh, then I'll get up and wash up, and we'll help mom cook later," Sam said, got up and went out, 
　　Help mom cook? Although he didn't tell me that he went to see his mother last night, his current behavior is a bit like
repaying mother for holding him to sleep and protecting him last night, 
　　Still having a conscience, I looked at Sam going out, smiled, and continued to do my homework. 
　　At 11 o'clock, Sam and I were in the kitchen helping mom wash and chop vegetables. Mom came down from the second floor calmly, with a
rosy face and an indescribable tenderness in her beautiful eyes. Mom didn't tell me about Sam's incident last night. Whatever happened,
it would be embarrassing for everyone to tell it, and Sam also wanted to save face. If Sam was frightened by the thunder last night,
he would definitely not be happy, even though that was the fact. 
　　Today, my mother is wearing a pair of gray light casual cotton trousers and a dark gray bottoming camisole. Her
two plump and white breasts are proudly erect in the camisole, and she wears a silk collarless pure dark blue jacket. ,
her long hair is still neatly tied back with a hairpin, 
　　The mother in front of me looks virtuous, gentle and beautiful. If I hadn't been a boy and 16 years old, I
would have rushed up to hug her. Thinking about it this way, Sam is really thick-skinned, but he can't help it. Some people
I am really afraid of thunder. 
　　We had lunch, and Sam rushed to clean up the housework. Mom had to sit on the sofa for a while, looked at
Sam doing the housework, sighed, and went upstairs to rest. 
　　Sam was washing dishes in the kitchen, so I had to pick up my phone on the sofa and scroll through TikTok, 
　　Inadvertently, Douyin pushed me another Douyin video shot by "Mumu Xizi". The video showed a row of small trees growing lushly
outside no copywriting. I didn't know what it meant. Maybe my mother was just naive.
I think the landscape is more beautiful after the rain. 
　　After a while, Sam washed the dishes, came over and sat down next to me, picked up the fruit on the table and
put it into his big mouth. 
　　"Sam, you're awesome, learn to show off," I winked at Sam, 
　　"Hey, I just think my mother is working hard, please help her with the housework," Sam said while watching TV, 
　　"That's right, but Sam, you have to give me a chance to help mom, otherwise you would have done it all," I rolled my eyes at
him, 
　　"Zihan, don't you do what I do? We are brothers, both good children of our mother. We
grew up drinking mother's milk," Sam looked at me and said to me seriously, 
　　"Okay, thank you Sam, I have always regarded you as my brother," I replied to him seriously, 
　　No, he has never drank my mother's milk. Is this how South Africa expresses feelings? It should be that
now I'm not too surprised about Sam's weird words or behaviors.

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I thank him for being serious. Although Sam sometimes pretends to be a bit pretentious, he still helps me and helps
my mother with a lot of housework. This is enough, 

　　Especially in the six months since he came home, he went out to help his mother buy groceries, buying this and that without any complaints. He got along
harmoniously with his classmates and teachers, and he and I became good friends who talked about everything. 
　　Sam's behavior is completely different from what is said on the Internet that black people are lazy, lazy to eat and so on.
On the contrary , Sam is very diligent, enthusiastic to help others, knows a lot, has a cheerful and lively personality, and is loved by everyone. 
　　"Hey, Zihan, actually I have always regarded you as my son," Sam told me with a smile, 
　　"Fuck your sister, you white-eyed wolf, I am your father!" I laughed and scolded him, 
　　"Hahaha, you're kidding Zihan," Sam grinned and paused, 
　　"Fuck your sister," I rolled my eyes at him, 
　　I don’t want his son either. He has black skin. I have yellow skin, so his mother has black skin.
Thinking this, I get goosebumps all over. 
　　"Well, haha, let's get down to business, Zihan. The rain on the ground will dry up in a while. I'll teach you how to play ball. Let's go have a
rest Sam stood up, looked at me, and walked to the bedroom, 
　　"Yeah," I responded. We originally agreed to play basketball this afternoon. 
　　Turn off the TV and go back to the bedroom to rest. 
　　Last night I went to the second floor and stood on tiptoe for a long time. I'm still a little sleepy now. 
　　In the afternoon, Sam and I played basketball all afternoon at the community basketball court. When we got home in time for dinner, my mother
had already prepared a delicious meal. 
　　"Oh...it smells so good..." Sam licked his lips and closed his eyes, looking intoxicated. 
　　The mother sitting across from the guest table actually smiled coquettishly and looked at us tenderly, 
　　"Don't they all smell like this?" I rolled my eyes at Sam, who was so good at flattering me. 
　　"Okay, let's eat. This is the pork rib soup that mom made specially for you today." Mom bent over and
poured the pork rib soup for Sam and me, and handed it to us, 
　　Mom was too careless. When she bent over, a large piece of snow-white and round tender meat was exposed from her chest
. I don’t know if Sam saw it, but it didn’t matter if he did. Sam is also my mother’s child, so I can do it
. Look, Sam can look too, and it's not like he's staring on purpose, this is our mother. 
　　"Why are you giggling? Let's try to see if it tastes good." Mom smiled warmly. She seemed to be in a good mood.
　　We drank the worldly delicacies made by our mother and ate the fragrant hot rice with maternal love. We were very satisfied, and the fatigue from
playing golf also dissipated a lot. 
　　"Mom, it's so delicious. It's even better than what my mom makes. I love you so much, mom, thank you,"
Sam grinned, 
　　"Keke, eat more, Zihan, you should also eat more," Mom looked at me and
Sam with a crooked smile, 
　　When dad is not at home, she must rely on Sam and me. Of course, when dad is not at home, mom is
our support. 
　　Time is moving forward, and April is over. The May Day International Labor Day is here in a blink of an eye.
There is . May in Linhai is as warm as summer. The day before the holiday, the students in the class unanimously decided
to go to the suburbs during the May Day holiday. Of course, adults can accompany them. At our suggestion, Zhang Min and Sun Xiaoxiao
agreed to play with us students. After all, it was just in the suburbs and not far away.

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This April has been going smoothly, and nothing strange has happened. Dad came back half a month ago and brought us a
lot of delicious food. After a day's rest, under the glare of my mother's eyes, my father went on a business trip again.
distance . 

　　Ever since that thundering night, I saw Sam go to his mother, I have never seen him have
any . Of course, when we were watching TV in the living room, Sam would still massage her body. I I
was pressed a few times by Sam, and his techniques became more and more proficient. 
　　If there is anything strange, it is that one noon last week, we were all taking a nap in the classroom. Soon the monitor, Li Xiaojun, came out of the classroom. Sam told me that he had a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet, so he
went out.
I didn't care, so I just lay down on the desk and slept. It seemed like twenty minutes had passed, and neither Sam nor the monitor came back.
I thought in my mind that Li Xiaojun must have gone to communicate with Sam again. I didn't care at first. It seemed like it
was just like what Sam said. Ever since I wanted to kiss Li Xiaojun in the movie theater, my relationship with her later seemed to be
estranged. I don't know why. Maybe Li Xiaojun didn't think I was manly. 
　　Although I'm a little disappointed, I don't care. I'm the first in the college in academic performance. Hum, I won't be able to date
any beautiful girl I want to date in the future! 
　　Thinking about it, my stomach growled, and I walked to the bathroom. 
　　"Zihan?" 
　　When going down the stairs, Li Xiaojun came up from downstairs. She was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a cute
ponytail white summer college uniform wrapped her two developing breasts inside, and she was erect under the blue college pants. legs
, wearing a pair of white sneakers, looking up at me, 
　　"Well, monitor, isn't Sam coming with you?" 
　　I looked behind her, but there was no sign of Sam. 
　　"Well, he said he went to the bathroom." Li Xiaojun smiled slightly, his face turned a little flushed, 
　　Under the flat and white forehead is a pair of gentle big eyes, with black-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of the nose, and a
small rosy mouth slightly open, especially the pair of medium-sized breasts. I actually felt my own breasts. The lower body is slowly
rising. 
　　"Okay, thank you monitor, you can go back and rest." In order to prevent Li Xiaojun from seeing my erect
penis , I clamped my legs and stopped where I was and said to Li Xiaojun, 
　　"Yeah," Li Xiaojun responded and walked to the classroom. I looked back at her back. Not to mention,
as Li Xiaojun's thighs were moving, her butt looked really big. If only I could touch it. Okay, 
　　Looking at my erect penis, I quickly walked to the toilet. 
　　"Gulugulugulugulu..." 
　　"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh] 
　　In the toilet, I was concentrating on peeing, but I heard a woman's moan that made me blush. It came from
the path behind the toilet, probably from the two-story hut where abandoned desks, stools and the like were stored. It was said that it was
haunted. , almost no students dare to go there, 
　　If everyone hadn't gone to bed this afternoon and the entire college playground was quiet, I wouldn't have heard the
vague moans and slaps. 
　　Damn it! It won't be haunted in broad daylight, I hold my breath.

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Chapter 22

　　"Ah uh... don't... uh huh... uh... uh huh... uh uh... uh uh huh..."
　　As I finished urinating, there was silence around the toilet in the afternoon, only the strange sound became more and more heard. Be clear.
　　Why does this sound sound so much like what Sam said is the sound girls make when playing adult games?
　　Although I knew the adult game from Sam’s short videos, this rapid and somewhat uncomfortable voice was very close to the voices in those short videos that Sam showed me.
　　Someone was playing an adult game in that small building! I suddenly had an impulse, held my breath, and left the toilet like a thief. I looked around and saw that no one was around. I turned behind the toilet and walked gently towards the path.
　　"Ah um... so uh huh... ah so deep... uh huh... smack... smack..."
　　When I quietly came to the bottom of the two-story abandoned hut, there was a sound coming from the broken windows on the second floor. A woman moans. 　　"Papa papa...
　　uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
.
　　"Don't scream so loud... bang bang bang... slut... keep shouting so... loud... I won't fuck you anymore..." A male voice came down from upstairs. The voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't hear it very clearly.
　　"Uh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...
　　oh...oh...oh...oh..."
　　after the man's voice, the woman's voice became much quieter.
　　"Pah, pah, pah..." The sound of slapping and hitting continued to come.
　　These two people are so courageous. They are not afraid of being discovered in college.
　　"Slut, I haven't fucked you for a few days. Is your pussy itchy? You're so anxious to call me out." "
　　Uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh-huh...where...is there...uh-huh-huh...um..."
　　The woman's The voice sounded uncomfortable, and the mouth felt like it was being covered.
　　"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
　　"Ah...ahhh..."
　　"Slut, it won't work after a few strokes!" Why does this voice sound a bit like Sam's? But I can't be sure.
　　"Uh-huh...uh-huh...pah-pah...pah-pah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
　　"My baby, keep your voice down, although there is no one now..."
　　"Hmm...hmm...hmm..."
　　"Slut, next time, I have to go to your house... bang bang bang... uh huh... uh uh uh..."
　　"Uh huh... ah..."
　　I saw on the window on the second floor, the rotten window that looked like it was made of paper was shaking slightly. A snow-white hand spreads out its slender fingers, as if they are clinging to it?
　　"Come on, change your position."
　　Why did this male voice sound so much like Sam's? I frowned and wanted to sneak upstairs. I gently pushed the door upstairs, but it was closed tightly.
　　"Ah...Sam...how are you..."
　　A female voice, this woman's voice, why...wrong, she said Sam?
　　"Ah, people will see this... Uh-huh... Sam... Well, don't... Uh-huh..."
　　I looked at the window of the room upstairs that was covered by the mountain. I saw a woman with long hair facing away. , constantly shaking his long hair.
　　"Ah... don't bite... uh huh... uh huh... so... deep... there... Sam... slow down... uh huh... ah..." The woman's
　　two slender white arms seemed to be holding something in front of her.
　　"Ah... my baby, your milk... tastes so good..."
　　What? This voice is really Sam's voice. Could it be that Sam has a new girlfriend at college?
　　And, milk? What milk?
　　"Ah... don't pinch... uh huh... uh... I want... uh huh... it's coming... um... um..." The
　　woman's voice became more and more urgent. What was coming?
　　"Ah... there... it's going to... um... it's going to break... ah..."
　　The woman yelled louder than before, and then I saw something like milk being sprayed on the glass of the window. Above, it kept sliding down.
　　"Ah...baby..."
　　The man roared, and then I saw the long dark hair and the white neck in the long hair being pressed down by a pair of black hands.
　　Then, I saw a black face appear in the window.
　　It was Sam, and luckily he was looking down at his lower body and didn't see me behind the bunker downstairs.
　　It was actually Sam who was playing adult games. When did he get a girlfriend in college?
　　"Baby, next time, I want to go to your house." Sam grinned widely and looked down at him with a satisfied smile.
　　"...Don't...I almost got... last time..." said a female voice that I knew very well.