Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

Chapter 14

I got up and went out, came to the living room, and saw my mother and Sam sitting on the carpet doing yoga?

I remember Sam seemed to have said that he had also been a yoga instructor in South Africa. It seemed that he was teaching his mother to practice yoga.

"Hahahaha, Zihan, look at mom," Sam seemed very happy and laughed. I saw mom spreading her two thighs widely. Mom's legs were very long, and Sam's legs were also widely spread. Open, his two big black feet are stepping on his mother's calf and neck,

My mother looked in pain, and the veins on her forehead were popping out.

"Mom, does it hurt? Sam, keep an eye on it. I'll step on my mother later." I was speechless to Sam. He was still laughing when my mother was in such pain.

"It's okay," Mom still insisted, "Mom, give me your hands," Mom actually raised her hands obediently, and Sam grabbed them with both hands.

I really don’t understand love at all.

"Zihan, you came just in time. Go and press mom's back slowly. Don't use force. Just do it when I tell you to." Sam looked at me. He was slowly pulling mom to his side. The two feet are also slowly moving to both sides,

"Okay," I saw that Sam was serious, walked behind my mother, and pressed my mother's back with both hands.

Mom was wearing an orange-red short-sleeved shirt and a pair of home trousers, her hair tied up in her head, and she was sweating profusely.

I slowly pushed my mother's back forward,

"Ah...it hurts..." Mom screamed at this time,

"Stop," Sam said, holding his mother's wrist with two black hands.

"Mom, just do this tonight, hold on for five minutes, and you won't feel any pain when you practice again in the future," Sam said,

Mom's chest was pressed forward. Since the air conditioner was warm at home, the neckline of Mom's short-sleeved shirt was very loose. I don't know if Sam looked at Mom's chest.

Thinking of this, I felt angry for a while, but fortunately, Sam kept tilting his head and looking at the clock on the wall.

It seems that the Chinese etiquette and culture I taught him still work. At least he knows to respect it.

"Ahhhhhhh..." My mother shouted from time to time, and I saw sweat on my mother's white neck.

After nearly five minutes, Sam slowly let go of his mother's hand, and I stepped aside,

"Ahhhhhhh..." Mom yelled, lying back on the carpet and breathing out,

"Haha, Mom, you are amazing," Sam looked at his mother, stood up and got her a glass of water.

"Zihan, do you want to try it?" Sam looked at me with a smile.

"Uh, let me forget it." Looking at my mother's miserable state, I thought I should forget it. I have old arms and legs.

"It's okay, come on," Sam said, probably because he was addicted to yoga, and wanted to catch me doing yoga again.

"No, Sam, I don't want it," I ran back to the bedroom.

"Giggle..." Mom's happy laughter came from the living room. Just like that, my mother was doing yoga almost by herself at night, and Sam and I were doing homework, until my father came back, and Sam was brought in with his father. My father and mother were tortured by Sam until they screamed, and I was the only one who was awake in the world. , Sam is doing yoga with his parents, and I am writing. Since Sam came to the house, the joyful atmosphere in the house has become much more joyful.

Of course, my mother no longer rejects Sam. I even feel that my parents love Sam more than me. Hehe, of course, it’s just my jealousy of Sam. My parents still love me very much.

The final exam is coming soon. Under Zhang Min's high pressure, Sam is studying hard. Dad's workload in the company this year has exceeded the standard. The company has decided not to give dad any tasks. He just goes to the company to drink tea every day, and then clocks in and goes home from get off work. Raise flowers and grass.

The final exam was over, and it was almost half time for Sam to come to Haihai No. 1 Middle college. After the summer vacation, Sam and I just played, played crazy, and asked Li Xiaojun to play together from time to time. The three of us had a great time.

In addition to playing, I am also in the "Forbidden Bookstore"Serialized onmy her, I have almost finished writing it, and I have received many likes and rewards from all over the world. Especially the book fan who was from Germany told me his own story, which made me more inspired to write the article.

The German netizen's name was "Frank". Frank chatted with me privately about a lot of news, and I also communicated with him, so we became good friends who talked about everything on the virtual Internet.