Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

"Look at this again," Sam slid again. Under a white and tender belly, the girl's pubic area without pubic hair, a big black glans popped out from the middle of the vagina, and the girl's two white and tender thighs were tightly clamped. That black cock eight.

"It turns out it wasn't penetrated. I was shocked." I secretly wiped the sweat of his French girlfriend.

"Hey, it was taken by Tina and I at college. It was exciting." Sam looked at me with a grin as if he was a successful villain.

"Awesome!" I gave him a thumbs up.

"Zihan, come on, maybe you can talk to Li Xiaojun... hehe... uh huh? Do you understand?" Sam raised his eyebrows at me,

"Uh, hahaha, I don't dare," I shook my head, who the hell would dare in China?

"How do you know if it works until you try it," Sam said.

"Forget it," I lay down on the bed. To be honest, I really, really, really want what Sam said, but Li Xiaojun has to be my girlfriend first.

"Hey, Zihan, there is an old saying in China that you can't eat hot tofu if you are in a hurry. Take your time and maybe you can eat it," Sam said,

"Let's talk about it again," I closed my eyes,

Sam didn't speak anymore, she was probably chatting with her girlfriend again.

Until night, my mother came back.

"Ah, I'm so exhausted today. You two haven't helped mom with some housework yet." Mom was sitting on the sofa. Today, mom was wearing a professional bank skirt, with flesh-colored clothes on her long, shiny white legs. stockings,

"Zihan, go and wash the fruits for your mother, and I'll give your mother a massage," Sam glanced at his mother, then looked at me and said,

"Okay," I feel so sad seeing my mother working so hard. I must work hard to make money in the future so that my mother doesn't have to go to work.

"Mom, stay down, I learned a new technique today..."

"Ah... cluck... ah... I'm so sore, Sam... be gentle..." Mom was pressed by Sam and screamed repeatedly.

When I was washing fruits in the kitchen, I felt pain for my mother, but there was no need to worry about Sam's technique. After the massage, I felt so comfortable.

"The fruits are washed," I took them to the living room,

I saw my mother taking off her coat and wearing a long-sleeved gray shirt underneath, lying on the sofa. To my surprise, Sam actually sat on my mother’s legs and kept pressing her buttocks against her legs. The thighs of the stockings and the body are pressing the mother's waist,

"Hahaha...Sam...stop...hahaha, it's so itchy...Ah...there...that's right...it's so sour...um..." Mom screamed for pain, then for itch, and then she felt very comfortable again, letting me shake. Shake his head,

I know the taste, so sour and refreshing.

"Mom, don't move. All the fatigue from today will disappear after I press it on you." Since his mother was about the same height as Sam, Sam stretched his body forward and pressed his hands from her waist to her slender neck. superior,

"Are you comfortable, Mom? I learned the true massage techniques from Mom in South Africa," Sam looked at me proudly, as if to say, look, how awesome I am.

Tsk, what's the big deal, I didn't look at them, I just lay on the sofa and played with my phone.

"Comfortable... um... Sam... a little to the left... yes... ah... um... I'm so sore... use a little harder... ok, ok... ah um... hiss... um..." Mom's voice screamed repeatedly in the living room,

It made me play with my phone with my back to them, because I always felt that this was Sam showing off to my mother, and I always felt like he was silently saying that I was much better than Zihan, right?

"Hmm... Huh... Hmm..." Mom screamed for a while, and only the rest of her comfortable voice was heard.

I didn’t want to watch it at first, because I roughly knew the process of Sam’s massage for us. When my parents and I both made pleasant sounds, it meant it was almost over.

When the video I was watching on my mobile phone had a black background, the screen reflected the scene opposite the sofa onto the screen.

Why is Sam on top of his mother? I was startled and looked back.

I saw that Sam was still sitting on my mother’s lap, supporting his body with one hand and pressing the elbow of his other hand on her back. No wonder it looked like he was pressing on his mother on the screen, but somehow it felt a little wrong. , I can’t catch what’s wrong. Could it be that he is ambiguous?

"Sam, are you okay yet?" I said. I kept pressing my mother's legs like this. Wasn't my mother very uncomfortable?

"It'll be ready soon," Sam finally pressed his entire body almost on his mother's body and slid his elbow to her mother's neck.