ZaziGuado posted...
I was a younger lad, and my mother did not trust me having a computer in my room, so it was downstairs in the central living room. One of the doors there leads to her bedroom. I start hearing small cries, and I think my mother is crying. Being the good son that I am, I went to check on her to see if everything was alright. I opened the door and my mother was having sex with her boyfriend.
Oh Zazi
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