Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

"Mom," my mother followed me and called grandma.

　　My mother is so beautiful today. She has long hair hanging down her back and is wearing a sleeveless black and white floral
dress . I always feel that my mother's breasts are very big and the dress is stretched out. Mom is wearing a pair of white
flat sandals on her feet, and every inch of skin exposed on her body is white and translucent. Mom didn't put on lipstick today and
only put on a light makeup. After all, her grandparents were there.

　　Even so, I couldn't resist my mother's skin. The breeze blew through the hair on my mother's forehead, and her slender
fingers stroked a few strands of black hair, creating an indescribable charm.

　　"Hey, you are here, come in quickly," grandma looked at my mother and me, holding my hand and walking into the yard.

　　"Grandma, where is grandpa," I said. Grandma took me to a chair in the yard. There were
many .

　　"Your grandpa is growing flowers in the field over there. Zihan will go and see for himself later. Your grandpa has
planted ." Grandma looked at me kindly.

　　Grandpa's land grows different things every year. This year he planted many varieties of flowers. In previous years,
florists in the city would come to buy grandpa's flowers and take them back to the city to sell.

　　"Okay grandma," I lay on the chair made of bamboo, eating fruits comfortably, smelling the
fragrance of flowers wafting in the gentle breeze, not to mention how comfortable it was.

　　I took out my mobile phone and was scrolling through Douyin while eating fruit. My parents and grandma went to the fields to help. They
said they were helping, but in fact, my mother went to take selfies or asked my father to take pictures of him. Although my mother is a
bit ugly , I have to admit that my mother surrounded by flowers is really like a fairy from heaven descending to earth. Her beauty is
beyond description.

　　Unknowingly, I had almost eaten all the fruit. My eyes hurt from playing Douyin for a long time. I
got up walked outside the yard. I saw on the horizon not far away, my mother walking in the sea of flowers. The mobile phone was filming,
so there was no need to think about it. With such a good opportunity, my mother must have started TikTok again.

　　I opened Douyin again, clicked on the follow list and found my mother's account. After clicking in, my mother's Douyin
video was really updated. With fresh music, my mother, who has an extraordinary temperament, stood in the flower field, The sleeveless

　　Looking at the video my mother just updated not long ago, it has more than 2,000 likes. I have to admit that
my mother is really beautiful. Fortunately, my father is broad-minded. As long as my mother is happy, my father will let my mother play. He also
believes that her mother loves him.

　　As for why I can follow my mother’s TikTok, it’s because when my mother was not popular, she forced me to
follow her, and then liked her every video. Thinking about it, my mother is also quite cute, so she doesn’t seem to have any So
harsh.

　　After spending a day playing at my grandpa’s house, we headed to the city after dinner. I was watching the league
finals in the car, but the signal was not very good, and there was some traffic jam on the road. It was already very late when I got home, Korea DWG3 -1 The news of
China SN spread all over the Internet. I was a little sad. Plus I was tired from the day, so I took a shower early and went to bed.

　　That night, I dreamed that I was operating my own hero, Tryndamere, the king of the barbarians, roaring
"My sword is already hungry and thirsty," and beating the Korean sticks all over the ground. Then in a sea of flowers,
stroking a pair of plump breasts with both hands? Um? What a strange dream.

　　Just as I was taking the next step, the dazzling light brought me back to reality. I squinted my eyes, and it turned out that my mother came in to
clean up the house, opened the curtain opposite my bed, and let the sunlight shine in.

　　Today, my mother is wearing a white floral short-sleeved shirt, with a black bra peeking out from the short sleeves, and a pair of black
cotton , which are as short as the top of her thighs. She is packing things on my desk with her two big white legs in slippers.

　　Is this really okay for my mother? Although I am her son, I have also grown up.

　　"Are you awake?" As I was thinking about it, my mother looked back at me.

　　"Well," I said,

　　"Mom, I'm going out to play with my classmates today," I said,

　　"Well... go ahead, but be careful." My mother seemed very happy today. She looked at me with her eyes bent gently
, without the harsh look in her eyes like before.