07-03-2025, 09:22 PM
(This post was last modified: Yesterday, 12:15 AM by Penetration. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Yes, Mom and Sam were in the bedroom, but Mom and Sam were not sleeping on the bed. Instead, Mom was naked, lying sideways on her dressing table, and Sam was like an evil ghost, covering his hands with one hand. He stopped his mother's mouth and held his mother's slender waist with one hand. His dark lower body was slowly squirming, as if he was grinding on his mother's buttocks, which were especially white in the dark.
I was so frightened by this scene that I almost fell off the box. I covered my mouth with both hands. I was afraid that if I made a sound, my mother or Sam would hear it.
In the bedroom, my mother continued to lie in front of her dressing table. Her slender figure was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. Her plump and white butt was now facing the lamb waiting to be slaughtered. She let Sam hold it with one hand, and her lower body was slowly moving. She slowly lifted her, but her mother didn't resist at all. She grasped the edge of the dressing table tightly with both hands. It seemed that if she didn't hold on to the table tightly, she would collapse. Mother's upper body lay directly on the table, and there was a layer of ground on the ground. A pair of white underwear was stepped on by Sam's two big black feet. They were mother's underwear.
At this time, I stared at Sam's butt. It turned out that Sam was not moving, but because the street lights outside were also out of power, and there was no extra light shining in from the window sill, I saw that Sam was grinding slowly. It turned out that he was not moving. No, rather, the two pieces of Sam’s buttocks were in contrast to the mother’s snow-white buttocks. Sam’s two pieces of buttocks were pushing hard into her mother’s buttocks, pushing in so hard that I even saw Sam’s entire thighs shaking.
Although Sam used a lot of force, there was no "snap" sound of physical impact, as if Sam and his mother were restraining themselves from making any sound.
But my mother didn’t resist, she didn’t avoid Sam’s hard push. Instead, her upper body collapsed on the dressing table, her hands tightly grasping the edge of the dressing table. Her long hair was not as messy as I imagined, but neatly tied up. into a ponytail, Sam covered his mother's mouth with his other hand, and her mother faced the table without saying a word... In the
bedroom, a 1.75 meter tall strong black man was having sex with a 1.75 meter tall white man with a slender figure. The woman was having sex. The black man was a rich second-generation black man from South Africa. He was living in a happy Chinese family, but this woman was actually living in a classmate's house, the classmate's mother.
I looked at everything that was happening in front of me, and I actually had no strength to stop it. I even felt that my lower body was faintly erect. Am I actually having an erection? Why? I felt like tears were about to fall from my eyes. My mother and my classmate, a classmate from Africa, were doing the most primitive male and female rituals in front of my eyes. There was no sound, no graceful gestures. Moaning, only the air was obviously filled with an indescribable aura of lust.
However, the real world would not stop spinning because of my reverie. In the bedroom, I saw my mother’s snow-white ass slowly shaking as Sam pushed his lower body with great force many times. In this dark night, I saw Seeing her mother's butt pushing back against Sam's lower abdomen, which was still thrusting hard, and her two slender straight thighs bending, one of her mother's hands grabbed Sam's black hand holding her butt, and Sam seemed to feel When he reached something, he took out the hand covering his mother's mouth, held his mother's buttocks with both hands, and directly lifted her mother's buttocks upwards. Sam's dark body was pressed against her mother's raised buttocks. , the black body was thrusting in and out quickly, and the two hands were trying hard to separate the two pieces of snow-white buttocks in the lower abdomen.
"Ah...no..."
Mom grabbed Sam's hand with both hands and shouted out. The beautiful melody was extremely clear in the dark night without electricity. It was a cry from the depths of the soul, outside the bedroom. I felt some strange feeling.
Sam arched his waist, and after his mother moaned, Sam quickly backed away from his mother, and his mother's legs trembled and collapsed in front of the dressing table.
With a sound of "Boom...", Sam quickly stepped back. The moment he left his mother's body, a sound like the cap of a red wine bottle being opened resounded in the dark night.
After that sound, my mother's entire white body slowly collapsed on the table, followed by.
"Zi Zheng Zhen... Zheng Zeng Zhen..." One stream after another of liquid spurted out from between mother's legs, and even made the sound of water spurting at extremely high speeds.
"Hmm... um..." The mother with a ponytail turned her face sideways and trembled, her moans coming from the dressing table.
"Hey, mom, don't worry. Zihan ate my special love dinner and slept until dawn. You can call me out. At noon, because Zihan came back, at night, I could see that my mother was not satisfied. Nami, when I was cooking, I wanted to fuck you in front of Zihan. Nami came to dinner wearing such a sexy dress, and her nipples were so big that they were protruding. Didn’t you just want me to fuck you? Right, my Nami? Beautiful!" Sam looked at his mother in front of him and said words with a tone I had never heard before.
"...No...No..."
Mom retorted weakly.
"Nami, don't worry, we still have time..." Sam walked up behind his mother again and hugged her from under her armpits. In my eyes, two black claws grasped her two huge breasts and hugged her. stand up..
I was so frightened by this scene that I almost fell off the box. I covered my mouth with both hands. I was afraid that if I made a sound, my mother or Sam would hear it.
In the bedroom, my mother continued to lie in front of her dressing table. Her slender figure was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. Her plump and white butt was now facing the lamb waiting to be slaughtered. She let Sam hold it with one hand, and her lower body was slowly moving. She slowly lifted her, but her mother didn't resist at all. She grasped the edge of the dressing table tightly with both hands. It seemed that if she didn't hold on to the table tightly, she would collapse. Mother's upper body lay directly on the table, and there was a layer of ground on the ground. A pair of white underwear was stepped on by Sam's two big black feet. They were mother's underwear.
At this time, I stared at Sam's butt. It turned out that Sam was not moving, but because the street lights outside were also out of power, and there was no extra light shining in from the window sill, I saw that Sam was grinding slowly. It turned out that he was not moving. No, rather, the two pieces of Sam’s buttocks were in contrast to the mother’s snow-white buttocks. Sam’s two pieces of buttocks were pushing hard into her mother’s buttocks, pushing in so hard that I even saw Sam’s entire thighs shaking.
Although Sam used a lot of force, there was no "snap" sound of physical impact, as if Sam and his mother were restraining themselves from making any sound.
But my mother didn’t resist, she didn’t avoid Sam’s hard push. Instead, her upper body collapsed on the dressing table, her hands tightly grasping the edge of the dressing table. Her long hair was not as messy as I imagined, but neatly tied up. into a ponytail, Sam covered his mother's mouth with his other hand, and her mother faced the table without saying a word... In the
bedroom, a 1.75 meter tall strong black man was having sex with a 1.75 meter tall white man with a slender figure. The woman was having sex. The black man was a rich second-generation black man from South Africa. He was living in a happy Chinese family, but this woman was actually living in a classmate's house, the classmate's mother.
I looked at everything that was happening in front of me, and I actually had no strength to stop it. I even felt that my lower body was faintly erect. Am I actually having an erection? Why? I felt like tears were about to fall from my eyes. My mother and my classmate, a classmate from Africa, were doing the most primitive male and female rituals in front of my eyes. There was no sound, no graceful gestures. Moaning, only the air was obviously filled with an indescribable aura of lust.
However, the real world would not stop spinning because of my reverie. In the bedroom, I saw my mother’s snow-white ass slowly shaking as Sam pushed his lower body with great force many times. In this dark night, I saw Seeing her mother's butt pushing back against Sam's lower abdomen, which was still thrusting hard, and her two slender straight thighs bending, one of her mother's hands grabbed Sam's black hand holding her butt, and Sam seemed to feel When he reached something, he took out the hand covering his mother's mouth, held his mother's buttocks with both hands, and directly lifted her mother's buttocks upwards. Sam's dark body was pressed against her mother's raised buttocks. , the black body was thrusting in and out quickly, and the two hands were trying hard to separate the two pieces of snow-white buttocks in the lower abdomen.
"Ah...no..."
Mom grabbed Sam's hand with both hands and shouted out. The beautiful melody was extremely clear in the dark night without electricity. It was a cry from the depths of the soul, outside the bedroom. I felt some strange feeling.
Sam arched his waist, and after his mother moaned, Sam quickly backed away from his mother, and his mother's legs trembled and collapsed in front of the dressing table.
With a sound of "Boom...", Sam quickly stepped back. The moment he left his mother's body, a sound like the cap of a red wine bottle being opened resounded in the dark night.
After that sound, my mother's entire white body slowly collapsed on the table, followed by.
"Zi Zheng Zhen... Zheng Zeng Zhen..." One stream after another of liquid spurted out from between mother's legs, and even made the sound of water spurting at extremely high speeds.
"Hmm... um..." The mother with a ponytail turned her face sideways and trembled, her moans coming from the dressing table.
"Hey, mom, don't worry. Zihan ate my special love dinner and slept until dawn. You can call me out. At noon, because Zihan came back, at night, I could see that my mother was not satisfied. Nami, when I was cooking, I wanted to fuck you in front of Zihan. Nami came to dinner wearing such a sexy dress, and her nipples were so big that they were protruding. Didn’t you just want me to fuck you? Right, my Nami? Beautiful!" Sam looked at his mother in front of him and said words with a tone I had never heard before.
"...No...No..."
Mom retorted weakly.
"Nami, don't worry, we still have time..." Sam walked up behind his mother again and hugged her from under her armpits. In my eyes, two black claws grasped her two huge breasts and hugged her. stand up..