Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

Chapter nine


I came to the bedroom and saw that Sam was still reading at the desk. I even wondered if she had been scolded by her mother.

"Sam, it's time to eat," I said. This black man had been coming to my house for several days and he was no stranger to me at all.

"Okay Zihan," Sam grinned and walked over like a gorilla.

"Zihan, these math problems are too difficult. I can't believe that you Chinese students can do such difficult math problems," Sam followed me to the living room and looked at me with incredible eyes.

"It's not difficult. It's all in the textbook. You'll know what it means to be difficult in tomorrow's exam." I was a little gloating, letting you steal the spotlight.

"Oh my god, I'm done," Sam rolled his eyes upwards and started to shiver funny while lying on the sofa.

As he shook, a stick in his basketball pants was also shaking.

I watched with ecstasy. Damn, if this dick gets erect, how thick and long does it have to be? Her French girlfriend can't stand it, she can't push it through her belly.

"Sam, um, you should pay attention to your image at home. For example, you should wear pants appropriately. This is our Chinese culture. You should respect adults at home," I said,

"How can I be considered appropriate, Zihan? I'm not wearing anything revealing. In South Africa, I only wear shorts at home." Sam finished his epilepsy, sat up and looked at me, spreading his hands.

"That's it, don't expose your private parts too much," I told him directly. It would be very bad if my mother saw it. Damn it, Nico.

"Huh? This?" Sam stood up and shook his lower body back and forth, and the thing swung back and forth. The soft cotton basketball pants couldn't withstand the pressure of the bounce, and the thing bumped around in the pants.

"Hmm..." My mother brought a pot of food to the living room, growled at the door of the kitchen, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, and said,

"Mom, let me help you," Sam said directly and ran over to help his mother.

"Go get the food. I'll do this myself." Mom looked at Sam and walked to the living room table to put the dishes on it.

Mom didn't see Sam's weird behavior just now. I felt a little sweat for Sam.

Sam brought the meal from the kitchen, and my mother sat on the sofa opposite me and Sam. Although Sam kept talking about all kinds of things he saw and heard, my mother did not laugh tonight. During the somewhat quiet dinner, she cleaned up for her. After housework, Sam and I returned to the bedroom to continue studying.

"Sam, have you remembered what I told you before eating? You should dress appropriately at home and don't expose some private parts. This is the most basic rule in Chinese culture." I squinted at him. I felt that my mother must have seen Sam's weird behavior, which made her feel embarrassed. This made me a little angry. When he came to stay at my house and stayed under someone else's roof, this "Nie Ge" didn't keep me honest.

"Zihan, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I feel like I must be like this and my mother is not happy," Sam shrugged.

"Don't do this next time. Let's take the exam tomorrow and get good results. Mom will be happy." I said to him with a smile. Seeing him like this, I was very happy and felt a little pity for him. After all, he was in a foreign land. , It is indeed not easy to be dependent on others. Fortunately, Sam can indeed do things, but some of his habits are unacceptable in Chinese culture.

"I know Zihan," after saying that, Sam began to review quietly, without even looking at his phone throughout the night.