Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

"Okay, Mom, you're great," I saw Sam grinning and saying with satisfaction, and then the two black hands slowly hugged Mom's belly. Then, Sam made a move that surprised me,

He actually hugged his mother,

Mom seemed to be very tired. She was hugged limply by Sam without resisting at all. Then, she sat down on Sam’s lap wearing loose red basketball pants.

At this time, I finally saw my mother’s face. Her eyes were closed and her face was red. Her hands were weak and she leaned back in Sam’s arms.

My mother is really, really tired, and she still loves to do yoga. I really want to stop Sam now. He doesn’t take care of my mother’s feelings at all.

No, why didn’t I see Sam’s two black hands? When I saw my mother being picked up by him, subconsciously I thought he would hug her mother with both hands.

Are Sam's hands still in his mother's short sleeves? In order to see clearly, I slowly stood up and raised my body.

Isn't it Sam's arm that surrounds his mother's belly?

No, no, why, on the chest of my mother's white short-sleeved shirt, there is a black palm of Sam's hand printed upside down.

Sam was just hugging mom, right? I don’t know why, but my breathing is gradually getting thicker, my heart is beating faster and faster, and I feel like my palms have started to sweat at some point.

"Mom, you're tired. You lie down on the sofa and I'll give you a massage to relax." After saying that, Sam didn't let his mother speak. He stood up with his mother in his arms. I have to say, Sam is so strong, and my mother has a lot of energy. Although my mother is very slim, she still weighs over 100 kilograms.

Just when Sam was holding his mother up, I saw two big black hands encircling my mother's belly and lifting her up. Did I see it wrong when Sam's handprint was on my mother's chest just now?

Thinking about it, it should be the same. How could her mother let Sam hold her chest? I think it was the maximum limit for her mother to let Sam hold her waist.

"Huh... don't..." Mom slapped Sam's hand that was holding her belly, but Sam didn't let go. Instead, he hugged mom and started walking. As he walked, mom was pushed forward by him.

"Ah...you...Sam...don't..." Mom seemed to be refusing Sam to give her a massage,

Didn't Mom always like Sam to give her massages? Not only my mom, but my dad and I also like it.

Sam carried his mother to the sofa in the corner, which restricted my line of sight from peeping outside.

"Boom, ah..." The sounds of mom and Sam pressing on the sofa, and mom's cry,

Then, I only saw two calves wearing gray-blue yoga pants and the white soles of my feet were pressed underneath by two dark-brown calves.

"Pa... no..." Mom was rejecting something in a low voice.

"Mom, it's very comfortable...it's not like I haven't pressed it before..." Sam said anxiously,

what happened? I'm going crazy. I want to go to the middle of the window, but there is no curtain in the middle of the window sill. I stretch my head there and look in. Sam or my mother will definitely see me peeking at them. If it is true, If they find out, it will be difficult for me to explain.

"Well..." Just when I was considering whether to take a gamble and go to the middle of the window sill, my mother let out a moan that made me feel numb.

"Mom, feel comfortable, hehe," Sam's voice came from the corner, and he felt like he could breathe easier.

"No...ah um..." Mom wanted to say something more, and then she let out a moan that made me numb.

no? What doesn't work? Mom is so surprised that there is still this sound. Although mom used to hear it when she was being massaged by Sam, what she hears now is different.

Is Sam bullying my mother? I'm about to cry. I want to go home and see what's going on.

"Mom, relax, massage here to feel comfortable. Look, you are shaking with comfort," then Sam's rough voice came again,

Mom didn't reply.

Is it just a massage? No matter what my mother said, it seemed that I was just worrying again.

The excitement slowly calmed down, and I slowly looked into the living room through the gap in the curtains beside the window sill. I could still only see the corner of the sofa in front of the corner. My mother's exposed calves were stretched out very straight. The white jade-like little feet on the two feet were curling up strangely.

Sam's black calf was moving slowly. It seemed that Sam's body was leaning forward, and his hands were squeezing his mother's body.

"Well..." Mom's moan finally came from the corner again. It was very subtle. I don't know if it was her mother who was restraining herself or something.

Is it so comfortable? I thought, when Sam massaged me earlier, the technique was really good, but it was also painful. The comfortable feeling was only experienced after the massage.

"Sam...you..." Outside the wall, I heard my mother say something subtle again,

"Mom, you must be very sore these days here," Sam said in a louder voice, so I could hear him more clearly.