Chapter 25 Stealing Sex with Mom in Stockings on the Way Home

As darkness fell, the once clear and bright sky was now covered by thick, dark clouds, foreshadowing an impending thunderstorm.

My father and the group of old men bought a huge amount of flowers and plants, filling the car’s trunk to the brim.

Among them, the father made a grand gesture and bought a large wrought iron flower stand that was two meters tall, saying that he would put it on the balcony at home.

This behemoth is a headache just to look at; it’s so big that it’s impossible to fit it directly into a car.

With great effort,…