Novel & Cerita Jackerman Mother's Warmth Ep 2

"Mom! Look! I'm not useless! I have something!" I kept shouting as I choked on water. I sank, kicked upward, sank again, and struggled back to the surface. The footage shifted to another angle. The yacht continued forward while my mother stood at the stern with her back to me. Amber leaned against the railing, licking a lollipop as she watched me struggle. Then she turned. After making sure my mother was not looking, she faced me and mouthed, "Die, you little shit." She smiled, winked, and waved goodbye.

This family is supported by me, and my mother and grandmother see that and have something to rely on. My mother was a gentle, soft-spoken person who was doted on by her parents before she married, by her husband and in-laws after she married, and by me after my father died. So she has a weak personality, and I have to bear it even if I am angry in front of my mother. That's what Jack saw, and that's why he came to my house to make me. I changed into the slippers the maid handed me, took off my jacket, and took a deep breath, ready to be polite to him. Who knew that without waiting for me to say anything, Jack suddenly came over and grabbed me by the arm.

If they heard anything at all that they didn't like, they would end the call before the three minutes were up and maybe even harm my kids. "Mummy, I really hate it here! I want to come back home to you... I miss you so much it hurts," Jasmine said, taking a hand to her chest as she massaged it. I understood what she was doing because she had learned it from me. Whenever I was nervous or feeling sad, I massaged my chest to help ease my nerves or pain. "I miss you too, my pumpkin. I miss all of you... Mummy will be with you soon," I said in consolation. I glanced at Jeremy and issued an instruction to him, "Jeremy, take care of your siblings, okay?"

I held the DVD, tomorrow the player would arrive. The next section, Mom and Jackie making out, rubbing their bodies together. Mom fingering her daughter's soaked pussy. Jackie, two fingers in her mom's pussy, and finally, Mother and daughter in a sixty-nine. Jack standing over them, masturbating. Oh, to be a fly on that wall.

she says. "I know, Mom." Jeremy says. "And I really appreciate everything you've done." He flexes his ass muscles and grinds his hips against her to emphasize his point. "Especially, how you saved your pussy for me and took care of me every day when I returned from my sessions with Aunt Sara," he smiles. What? All this time I thought he was jacking off, he and his mother were...

Mary's wisdom continued to be a source of strength for her, and the bond between them grew stronger with each passing day. Through the complexities of motherhood, Samantha learned the profound truth that it wasn't about perfection but about love, care, and the unwavering support of those who cared for her. Jack's mother presence in her life was a constant reminder that she wasn't alone, and together, they embraced the beautiful, though challenging, journey of raising a child with love and resilience. One sunny morning, as Samantha was gently making her baby to fall asleep, she received a call from Jack, who had been out running errands in the nearby town. The familiar ringtone filled the roo

"Do not give me that look. I hate seeing you beg. You now I am not that cruel when it comes to you." He took out two folded bills and waved them in the air. "Hey Shy, why don't you go out and get some food for us, i'll take care from here. Our daughter has finally arrived home, it wouldn't be nice if we don't at least have her fed, right?" My mother opened her lips to complain, but Jack gave her a glance. Something flowed between them—silent and dangerous. "Fine," she murmured before taking her coat and stepping out the door.

Her arm trembled from exhaustion. No answer. Her stomach growled. She looked down at her bruised hands. Then the door creaked open. Hope flickered in her chest. Her mother stood in the frame. Not a hair out of place. Silk robe. Nails manicured. Barefoot on marble. Cold eyes. No hug. No warmth. Her gaze scanned Jade’s soaked clothes, ruined eyeliner, swollen face. Please. Just pretend to care. Jade’s heart sank. “Jade,” her mother said, flat and dry. “This isn’t a good idea.”

The shadows under her eyes and slightly agape mouth gave the impression that her senses had drifted away. "Is my mother's condition getting worse again?" Frank stopped the video and examined it more closely. Jeremy didn't dare answer. He kept holding the tablet, letting his little brother do whatever he wanted. "What a vicious woman." Frank grumbled then tapped the screen twice. The video played again.

he wraps his arms around his body and I stand up hurriedly abd move out as my head burges into something, someone "what did I tell you about coming down here?" Mom's voice was calm and her lipstick was pure red. " what did I tell you about coming here you dumb girl!!" she screams at me as she drags me by my ears "Ma...,I..." I try saying but she doesn't listen. ...... ........... EMERALD'S POV....... ...........present ....... "Em, are you okay?' Katty asks as i sprung up from the table and she holds me tight