08-06-2025, 05:38 PM
Chapter 61
"Aha...bastard...Sam...listen to mom...let mom go..."
Mom may have been touched by Sam somewhere. Under the dim warm light in the toilet, two twisting shadows looked like Like a mantis stalking a cicada, my mother seemed to be struggling to escape from Sam's arms.
Although he groaned because Sam stimulated his sensitive area, he regained his senses and tried his best to persuade Sam.
But how could my mother know that a man with sperm in his brain, or a black African with a brain full of sexual intercourse experience, would listen to her rationally?
"Mom, what was that masturbator that night? Just tell Sam to let go."
Although mom was twisting her body, Sam was stronger. How could Sam let mom escape from him? Palm?
"You... no... no, I don't have any... masturbation device, please let go... otherwise, ah uh... uh... Sam... don't... don't... uh... let go of mom... uh... uh..." I kept looking at my mother
. While she was resisting Sam vigorously, could it be that her mother really didn't masturbate, but was Sam just using her mother's masturbation as an excuse to plot something against her?
"Hey, mom, when it comes to masturbation devices, why are mom's underwear so wet? It must be mom's pussy that peed." "
I...ah...Sam...you bastard...don't touch there...ahhhhh...ummm...mmmm ...Sam...you bastard...uh huh huh..."
The shadow reflected in her mother struggled even more fiercely, covering her mouth with one hand, and grabbing Sam's thigh with the other hand.
"Mom, although Sam didn't see what the thing you took that night was, Sam felt that the pink thing was long and big, like a, yes, like a Chinese sausage." "Mom, it's big
. At night, you must not be holding sausages, nor are you rubbing them here."
"Ah~ hum... you..."
Mom gasped.
"Sam is right, dear mother."
"Sam... don't... um... let go of mom,"
"Mom, the thing you used to rub here that night,"
"Ah~~~ Put... let go... I..."
"That thing, doesn't it look like Sam's? Cock."
After Sam finished speaking, the shadow in the toilet suddenly swayed forward.
"...You...What are you going to do...I want to...repay...ah~"
Mom was about to say something, but another moan came from the toilet.
"Mom, is your pink sausage as big as Sam's cock?" "
...don't...don't push it..."
"Don't push it for what? Did mom say Sam not to push his dick into mom's pussy?" "
Pah..."
Sam said After that, there was a sound of flesh colliding together in the toilet.
"Ah!... Uh... Uh... You bastard... let me go!"
The mother's shadow struggled violently in the toilet.
"Mom, don't move. Sam already said it. Tell Sam what that thing is? Is it the gift Sam gave you last Christmas?" "Ah...
you... you bastard... oooh wu... let me go... bastard..." Uh…uh…”
Last Christmas? I remember that on Christmas Day, Sam gave me a Christmas present, which I remember was a silicone female buttock, and I later used that silicone buttock to masturbate several times. From then on, I embarked on the road of no return...
"Aha...bastard...Sam...listen to mom...let mom go..."
Mom may have been touched by Sam somewhere. Under the dim warm light in the toilet, two twisting shadows looked like Like a mantis stalking a cicada, my mother seemed to be struggling to escape from Sam's arms.
Although he groaned because Sam stimulated his sensitive area, he regained his senses and tried his best to persuade Sam.
But how could my mother know that a man with sperm in his brain, or a black African with a brain full of sexual intercourse experience, would listen to her rationally?
"Mom, what was that masturbator that night? Just tell Sam to let go."
Although mom was twisting her body, Sam was stronger. How could Sam let mom escape from him? Palm?
"You... no... no, I don't have any... masturbation device, please let go... otherwise, ah uh... uh... Sam... don't... don't... uh... let go of mom... uh... uh..." I kept looking at my mother
. While she was resisting Sam vigorously, could it be that her mother really didn't masturbate, but was Sam just using her mother's masturbation as an excuse to plot something against her?
"Hey, mom, when it comes to masturbation devices, why are mom's underwear so wet? It must be mom's pussy that peed." "
I...ah...Sam...you bastard...don't touch there...ahhhhh...ummm...mmmm ...Sam...you bastard...uh huh huh..."
The shadow reflected in her mother struggled even more fiercely, covering her mouth with one hand, and grabbing Sam's thigh with the other hand.
"Mom, although Sam didn't see what the thing you took that night was, Sam felt that the pink thing was long and big, like a, yes, like a Chinese sausage." "Mom, it's big
. At night, you must not be holding sausages, nor are you rubbing them here."
"Ah~ hum... you..."
Mom gasped.
"Sam is right, dear mother."
"Sam... don't... um... let go of mom,"
"Mom, the thing you used to rub here that night,"
"Ah~~~ Put... let go... I..."
"That thing, doesn't it look like Sam's? Cock."
After Sam finished speaking, the shadow in the toilet suddenly swayed forward.
"...You...What are you going to do...I want to...repay...ah~"
Mom was about to say something, but another moan came from the toilet.
"Mom, is your pink sausage as big as Sam's cock?" "
...don't...don't push it..."
"Don't push it for what? Did mom say Sam not to push his dick into mom's pussy?" "
Pah..."
Sam said After that, there was a sound of flesh colliding together in the toilet.
"Ah!... Uh... Uh... You bastard... let me go!"
The mother's shadow struggled violently in the toilet.
"Mom, don't move. Sam already said it. Tell Sam what that thing is? Is it the gift Sam gave you last Christmas?" "Ah...
you... you bastard... oooh wu... let me go... bastard..." Uh…uh…”
Last Christmas? I remember that on Christmas Day, Sam gave me a Christmas present, which I remember was a silicone female buttock, and I later used that silicone buttock to masturbate several times. From then on, I embarked on the road of no return...
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