Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

Chapter 45


　　"Click..."
　　The moment the key twisted the lock cylinder, it made a crisp mechanical sound. I slowly pushed the door open, and a wisp of cool air blew from the hallway at home.
　　"Didn't Sam catch a cold and have a fever? Why is the air conditioner at home still turned on at such a low temperature?"
　　I was a little confused. I closed the door gently and walked to my room. The door to the room was ajar. When I looked in from the door, I didn't see Sam lying on the bed.
　　"It's strange, I was still feeling very uncomfortable in the morning." I gently opened the door, but Sam was not in the room.
　　I turned around and walked to the living room. There was a program playing on the TV in the living room. There were leftover pizza and porridge on the dining table, but the sofa on the plate was a little messy. Why do I say messy? Because I saw my mother's pink apron thrown casually in the corner of the sofa.
　　Why is my mother so casual today? In the past, she would never see us dragging and throwing things around like this. She would always put everything in its original place.
　　I went over and picked up the apron, thinking about taking it back to the kitchen and hanging it up. When my hand grabbed part of the fabric of this pink apron, I felt that the apron had some obvious moisture. I guess it was because my mother accidentally got it wet while cooking.
　　"Why is mom so careless? She has worked really hard to take care of Sam." I secretly felt sorry for my mom. It was all Sam's fault. Why did she come to stay at my house?
　　Although the two times Sam bullied my mother made the scenes I saw gradually blurred, I still felt a little disgusted with Sam. If it hadn't been a hindrance to my mother's favor, I would have... "Ah hum~" Just when I was thinking
　　about
　　this After a while, a woman's moans that made all the cells in my body tingle came from the second floor. Although it was very quiet, it was still caught by my keen concentration.
　　"..." I frowned and listened carefully again, but I didn't hear anything again. Did I hear it wrong?
　　"Ah...ah hum...no...no...no"
　　This is obviously my mother's voice! Why is mom talking so anxiously? Even with a vibrato and an unspeakable sound?
　　Could it be...? ! .
　　Thinking of this, I got goosebumps all over my body.
　　"Impossible... how is it possible... mom obviously..."
　　"Ah... Shan... Sam... how can you... do this to... mom..."
　　"No... no hmm... no..."
　　Mom's voice came from upstairs again , I seemed to be frozen in a vacuum, stunned.
　　"Shan... Sam... listen... listen to mom... no... no way..."
　　I trembled, threw my apron on the sofa, filled my fists with anger, and slowly walked towards the stairs. .
　　"Ah hum... no... okay... Sam..."
　　The closer we got to the stairs, the clearer my mother's voice came from upstairs.
　　When I walked to the stairs to the second floor, I saw Sam's white shorts and black vest still on the steps.
　　"Damn it, Sam, are you bullying mom again?" I gritted my teeth and slowly walked up the stairs.
　　"Mom...I love you...I love you...Mom...you are so beautiful!" Sam's anxious and rough voice also came from the second floor.
　　I came to the corner of the second floor and felt heavy breathing coming from the corridor on the second floor, but I was shaking all over.