Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

Therefore, this panting woman must be my mother. .

　　It was impossible for my mother to bring a wild man home to have an affair with me upstairs after my father went on a business trip. Even though
 I thought so, I was still excited to listen to the intermittent gasps in the bedroom that seemed to be covering their mouths
. .
　　What if my mother really brought a man back to have an affair? After I fell asleep with Xiaoji, I can go out again after Xiaoji and I go to class
tomorrow . Thinking of this, I was even more excited. If my mother was like this, it would be easier for me
to fuck her pussy. I could just break in, threaten my mother, tell the man to get away,
and then only let me fuck her. .
　　I listened for a long time, but I didn't hear the sound of flesh hitting each other at all, only intermittent moans,
as if they were covered in a quilt. .
　　"Aha...uh huh..." .
　　"Buzz buzz..." .
　　Just as I was listening intently, my mother let out a long cry, and I heard a buzzing sound
similar to that of an electric razor. At this moment, I understood what was happening in the bedroom. .
　　My classmate chick’s mother is masturbating late at night! That buzzing thing must be
a sexual massage device like a dildo or a vibrator. .
　　Thinking of this, my dick became erect at 90 degrees, stretched out from my crotch and facing my mother's bedroom door.
At that time, I almost lost my mind and kicked the door in to bang her. .
　　"Aha...Humph...Huh..." .
　　Listening to my mother's gasping voice slowly getting smaller, it was like the white-skinned woman I had played with before, who
only fell asleep tiredly after getting the satisfaction of her orgasm. .
　　Thinking of this, I became even more excited, and I had a plan to break in and bang her before talking about anything else. .
　　Soon, my mother's breathing became smaller and smaller, until the bedroom became calm again. .
　　Outside the door, I felt uncomfortably swollen and horny. Then, I didn’t care whether my mother would come out
of the room , so I walked directly to the laundry room. What caught my eye was the clothes on top of the washing machine. The storage box was under
the dark light When I walked there, I smelled a refreshing smell. It was not the smell of perfume. I
looked inside and sure enough, there were several changes of clothes inside. I didn't think much about it, so I
immersed myself in the storage box. Suddenly, the scent became stronger and rushed straight from my nose to my forehead.