My husband gave my mother a good first impression. My mother said that this person is good and can be dated. I think people are very accurate.
I expressed serious doubts in my heart, at least my father and stepfather, both of them were not sure about it.
But with the help of my mother, our relationship has developed quite well
During the summer vacation of my sophomore year, one day my mother suddenly asked me if I had that husband and I
No, no! I denied it repeatedly
Really not?
Really not!
If there is, if there is no, there is nothing. What's the shame in front of my mother
Mom, I said nothing, I'm serious, really
When my mother saw that what I said was true, her face turned gloomy. After a long time, she said coldly: Whose semen is from your underwear?
I was caught off guard, my face turned red, and I was a little panicked, and I stuttered: Then, that's it!
Then I remembered that I forgot to rub my underwear in the morning
I wanted to defend myself, but I couldn't find a good word for it for a while, so I wanted to get in and do it myself.
Mom stared at me coldly, and for a while, she began to cry sadly
After the old man came back, he insisted that he was masturbating with my underwear. I slapped him in the face and ran into the room with my face covering. My mother looked coldly. My panic just now had explained everything. No matter how many scenes it was, it would be useless.
I expressed serious doubts in my heart, at least my father and stepfather, both of them were not sure about it.
But with the help of my mother, our relationship has developed quite well
During the summer vacation of my sophomore year, one day my mother suddenly asked me if I had that husband and I
No, no! I denied it repeatedly
Really not?
Really not!
If there is, if there is no, there is nothing. What's the shame in front of my mother
Mom, I said nothing, I'm serious, really
When my mother saw that what I said was true, her face turned gloomy. After a long time, she said coldly: Whose semen is from your underwear?
I was caught off guard, my face turned red, and I was a little panicked, and I stuttered: Then, that's it!
Then I remembered that I forgot to rub my underwear in the morning
I wanted to defend myself, but I couldn't find a good word for it for a while, so I wanted to get in and do it myself.
Mom stared at me coldly, and for a while, she began to cry sadly
After the old man came back, he insisted that he was masturbating with my underwear. I slapped him in the face and ran into the room with my face covering. My mother looked coldly. My panic just now had explained everything. No matter how many scenes it was, it would be useless.