SWEAT dripped down alongside the water. Even though our bodies were wet, it is undeniable that we were in heat. I just turned on the shower slowly. You’ll sweat in the shower room because it’s hot, but it feels good. This time, a different Mama Cha was with me. She was no longer the shy girl who almost refused to act.
“Aaaah… F**k!” I moaned.
She’s not very good at it, but it feels great when she licks her tongue on the tip of my hard thing and plays with it. I was clinging to her hair, but I restrained myself because I knew it was her first time, even though I wanted to drown her in it.
“Aaaah.. sh*t! Oooh. Ma..” I can feel the heat creeping all over me when she takes my hard f**kin’ thing whole. The way she sucked onto it while going up and down and then went straight to my balls.
“Oooh! F**k! ” I couldn’t help it, so I went deep down her throat. “F**k! Ooh! Ma! Hmmm.. ”
I lifted her a second later. I wanted to kiss her, but…
“Wait a minute… I’m going to wash my mouth!!” She exclaimed while rubbing her palm in the shower and then pointed at my thing.
“Stop that…” I said while holding her hand. “That’s normal, Ma,” with a kiss, I immediately crushed her. I miss her terribly.
I leaned her up against the shower room wall. I lifted one of her thighs and held it. Then I put my middle finger inside her wet hole while he was playing with my hard thing, poking at her as I suppressed the kiss. Mama Cha is small and thin, making her very flexible.
After that,
“Aaah… I miss you so much, Ma..” I started to put my f**kin’ thing inside her wet hole. “Oooh.” She’s so tight. “I love you so much, Ma.” Don’t leave me, please. Don’t.. Please.. Oooh… ” While slowly shoving my hip, I repeatedly whispered those sweet words to her. “Aaaah… Let’s get married, Ma. Marry me, please. ”
I could feel her grip on my grinding hip. I just take it more slowly, take it out, scrape it, and then press it deep. I’m madly in love with this woman. To the woman I grew up with, the woman who did everything just to make me happy, the woman who traded everything for me. The woman who considers me to be the first man in her life.
“I love you so much, Ma. Don’t leave me please. ”
“I love you so much, Clint…” She whispered.
And still, a brief moment while exchanging sweet words…
“Aaaah… Oh. F**k! Oooh!”
“Ooh.. Clint!”
“F**k! Aaah! Ooh!” I groaned loudly as I felt my f**kin’ juice flow in.
AFTER an hour…
“What’s the matter with you, Ma?”
“My stomach hurts and feels cold,” She replied.
She also threw up three times back and forth in the bathroom.
“Didn’t you like what you ate earlier?” I asked, pausing to laugh.
She was just staring at me, frowning.
“Isn’t it so tasty, Ma? Isn’t it deliciously sweet? Don’t you like it?” I asked again, then looked at her, still laughing, trying not to burst out laughing.
Until…
Pak!
“Aww! That hurts! ” I exclaimed. I was taken aback by the sudden slap.
“Stop! It’s not that tasty! You’re f**kin’ d*ck choked me to death! ” She exclaimed as she slammed the door shut on me.
And again…
“Wark!”
I heard her vomit again.
I could only smile at her reaction. Mama Cha’s stomach used to turn sour, so I’m used to seeing her like this.
After leaving the bathroom, she went straight to bed and lied down.
“Ugggggh!”
I walked up to her and bit her behind. “What’s the matter, huh?”
She looked at me. We exchanged glances while smiling.
I found myself very happy again. I can’t believe Mama Cha and I are together in our favorite place to go whenever we want to be quiet. It was a short distance from our place, but it was worth it because we were alone and could be with each other for a time. Fortunately, she agreed to come with me.
“Let’s go home, Clint…” she said.
“Nah! Tomorrow, Ma… I still want to be with you! ” I replied. I rested next to her, put her head on my shoulder, and drew her closer to my chest.
“Later, Trina will be there; don’t make her wait.”
“Just let her, Ma… That’s what she wants! She can’t expect anything from me,” I replied, kissing her forehead.
I hugged her even more tightly. I don’t want this day to end because I know it won’t be followed for a long time. I’m leaving for Japan next week, and she won’t be able to contact me again. She won’t talk to me again, I’m sure of it.
“Let’s stay here, Ma… Let’s not go home… I don’t want to go back home,” I said softly as I kissed her forehead repeatedly.
“Clint, we can’t. Let’s not get caught up in this, because -because you’re different now! ”
“How? What do you mean differently? ”
“Clint, you’re getting married.”
“Ma, we’re not married yet, and I have no plans to marry Trina… It’s just you, Ma… We can just hide like before! I’m okay with what you want as long as you keep going with me, please, “I replied, looking straight into her small eyes.
“Clint… I can’t, we can’t. ”
“Ma, you’re the only one who says it’s not possible! We’ve done it before! Then-look, we’re together now, so it’s okay! I know you love me too, and I love you so much, Ma! Let’s not fight our feelings, please…”
She didn’t say a word anymore.
“We will finish our project in Japan next month, and as I told you before, we will get married when I get home. I will never forget that! It’s a good thing Trina doesn’t want to get married because she’s still young, she said, which is in my favor, so we’ll get married before she even thinks of forcing me to marry her. ”
“What if you get me pregnant?” She suddenly said
“Really?” I replied. I stared at her. Then kiss her on the lips.
“What do you think I’ll do, Ma, when you’re pregnant? And why do you think I’m doing this to you when I’m barely throwing anything out? You’re right! I want you to get pregnant! ”
“You jerk! You can’t! You and Trina are going to get into trouble.”
“It’s all messed up, Ma… If you get pregnant, I’ll fight for you! Even with Trina! I won’t run away from my child, but I’ll marry you! ”
She was speechless. I turned her head again and hugged her.
“I love you so much, Ma.. I’ll go crazy when you disappear from my sight. So don’t you dare leave me please..”
I love Mama Chari. Just in case I get her pregnant, I won’t waste my time. I will immediately marry her even if she doesn’t want to. I suddenly thought..
Could her frequent vomiting be a sign that she is pregnant? And what about her temper with me? I am not ignorant of such things because some friends have been in a similar situation. I then pulled up the floral dress she was wearing. I put my right hand on her belly, and… “Ma, is my baby here?” I asked her once, kissing her belly.
“Are you crazy, Clint? Get off there! ” “She said while removing my hand.”
What if what I have in mind is true? What if she’s really pregnant and just keeping it secret from me?
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