I have a lot of breast milk.

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I have too much breast milk

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My name is Peipei, I just turned 24 this year, and I have H-cup breasts. I don't dare to walk too fast because I'm afraid of
attracting too much attention. I got married last year, and my husband treats me very well and is very obedient to me, so I also take very good care of
him .

About a month ago, I gave birth to a daughter. My daughter is very cute, and I hold her in
my arms . Firstly, it can cover my large breasts, and secondly, my daughter is always hungry and always wants to drink milk, so I am
always ready to feed her.

My husband works at an internet company with good benefits, so I live a carefree life at home.
My husband says that I only need to take good care of our daughter. So I'm home with my daughter almost all day long.
Because she's always hungry, I don't wear a bra, just a breast support to prevent my breasts from deforming. My
clothes my nipples are always wet. It's so embarrassing if someone sees this

! One day at noon, my husband called from work saying he needed to work overtime and wouldn't be home until very late.
He told me to lock the door and get some rest. I could only reluctantly agree and tell him to keep working. Why
was I so upset? It's probably because of my overflowing breasts. My daughter has so much milk that my husband has to help me express it before
bed without him, I'm going to be so engorged! What am I going to do?
Just then, my daughter started crying again. I immediately ran to her crib, picked her up,
quickly flipped up my milk-soaked clothes, and gently put my nipple into her mouth so she
could suckle and be full. Because my baby is only a little over a month old and doesn't have any teeth yet, no matter how hard she
bites (I put it in quotes because my daughter doesn't have teeth), I don't feel any pain at all
. Instead, a slightly stronger sense of excitement comes with each suckle. At that moment, I wish my husband were here with me
so he and my daughter could suckle at my breast. I miss my husband. Just as I was imagining
the scene of my husband suckling me, the phone rang, startling me from my reverie. I picked up my daughter and walked
to the phone, feeding her as I went.

"Hello?" I said, picking up the phone.

"Oh! Is this Peipei? It's Mom!" came the voice on the other end.

"Oh, it's Mom! What's up? How are you feeling?" I said.

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong. I just wanted to see you all. I haven't held my granddaughter much since she was born,
I really want to hold her," Mom said.

“Great! You and Dad can stay at my house tonight. My husband won’t be home tonight, so we can
keep an eye on you,” I said.

“Really? Your dad and I will come right away! We miss our granddaughter so much!” Mom said.

“Okay, Mom, be careful! I’ll make you a delicious dinner!” I said.

“Good girl! Your dad and I will be there in an hour!” Mom said.

“Okay! Bye-bye, Mom!” I hung up the phone. The person

who just called me was my mother-in-law, my husband’s mother. Since I was discharged from the hospital, my in-
laws haven’t come to my house. No wonder they miss their granddaughter so much. Today, I’ll let them play with her.

Thinking about this, a strange feeling I had when I married my husband welled up inside me. The reason is that my husband is actually
two years younger than me, and my mother-in-law and father-in-law married and had children early,
so , she looks quite young, which is
why I found it strange. Thinking about this, I realized my daughter had already spat out her nipple; she was full, but my
breasts were still engorged. What should I do? Oh well, it's already 1 PM, I'll take a nap. So I put
my daughter to sleep and then went to sleep myself.

"Bang bang bang..." A knocking sound woke me from my dream. I guessed it was my in-laws
. I put on my slippers and, still half-asleep, ran to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, I squinted and called out, "Mom and
Dad!" But I found them staring at me with their mouths agape. I looked in the direction they were looking—oh no!
I hadn't changed my clothes after feeding my daughter, and my already wet clothes were now soaked
through My nipples were standing erect, and I instinctively let out a soft "Ah!" before turning and running to
the bathroom to change. As I ran, I realized I was only wearing a black lace panty
, my bottom bouncing up and down with each step. I completely ignored my in-laws' stares; I just wanted
to hide. It was so embarrassing!

Finally, I reached the bathroom and sighed. I noticed my clothes were completely soaked with breast milk
, with several milk streaks from running. I immediately took off my outer garment and found
my breast support was wet. What was I going to do? There were no extra clothes or support in the bathroom, and the milk
kept flowing. Just then, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Peipei, are you alright?" Mom asked.

"Oh, Mom, I'm fine, it's just...it's just..." I said shyly.

"Oh? Just what?" Mom asked quickly.

"Mom, I...I'm embarrassed to say, could you please come in?" I knew that besides my mother-
in , so I was too embarrassed to say it directly and wanted Mom to come in.

"Okay, open the door."

So I opened the door, and the moment I did, I saw my father-in-law staring intently
towards . Luckily, I had been covering my breasts with my arms, otherwise he would have seen everything. However, I guess he still
saw a lot, especially the traces of breast milk still visible on my stomach. After my mother-in-law came in, I immediately
closed the door because my father-in-law's gaze scared me.

Although my mother-in-law was a woman, she still couldn't help but open her mouth wide when she saw me. "Wow,
Peipei, you have such a great figure!"

"Mom..." I said shyly.

"What's wrong, Peipei? What did you just say?" Grandma seemed to have noticed something, but she
still asked.

"Mom, you see? My clothes are all wet, and there aren't any spare clothes in the bathroom
," I said, feeling aggrieved.

"Oh, really? I'll go get some for you!" my mother-in-law replied.

"But, but, the milk just keeps flowing! I guess I wasn't sleeping properly during my afternoon nap
, and my breasts were constantly being squeezed. Even changing clothes gets wet so quickly," I said pitifully.

"Yes, Peipei, what should we do?" Mom asked.

We sat in the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do. Milk kept
flowing , my stomach was almost milky white, and my underwear was nearly soaked.

"Peipei, why don't we do this?" my mother-in-law suddenly said, blushing.

"Huh? Mom, what good idea did you think of?" I asked, puzzled.

"Look, this isn't working. I'll help you express it," Mom said, blushing.

"Ah! Mom, this is so embarrassing, please don't." My face turned red.

"Mom is a woman too, what's there to be embarrassed about? Come on, Mom will help you." Mom's face turned even redder
.

"Okay, okay, Mom, thank you." My face was completely red, and my voice was trembling.

So I held my right breast, and my mother-in-law squatted down slightly. She opened her mouth and
gently took my nipple into her mouth. She didn't dare to move, afraid that I would suddenly regret not letting her suckle. Actually, I
didn't understand why my mother-in-law volunteered to make this suggestion, because in my opinion,
most people wouldn't be willing to do this.

Seeing that I didn't resist much, my mother-in-law finally relaxed and began to suckle my nipple. She held my hand, and
I felt that my palms were already sweating, because I really couldn't imagine that there was a woman drinking my milk,
and that she was my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law started to slowly and forcefully suckle my breast. I could feel my milk
flowing out in gushes. This force was different from when my daughter suckled, because my daughter didn't have this much strength
and was simply trying to get food. It was also different from my husband. Although he
would touch me while suckling, he was still my husband, and the excitement wasn't as intense as it was now. Now, I felt every hair
on my body stand on end, and a tingling sensation spread through my nipples. I was terrified that my mother-in-law would suddenly
stop; I felt like I would die if she did. I wanted her to keep suckling, even if she emptied my breasts.

My mother-in-law seemed to sense my thoughts and became bolder and bolder while suckling. Suddenly, her tongue began to tease
me . Her tongue was very agile. At first, it only touched my nipples very lightly from time to time, but that was
enough to make my body tremble. Every time her tongue touched my nipple, my body would tremble.
Her hand still held mine tightly, and I felt my palms were completely sweaty. I
had never experienced this kind of excitement before.

Suddenly, my mother-in-law slowed down the frequency of her tongue touching my nipple. She started circling it, one circle, two
circles. My body couldn't take it anymore; I almost collapsed. In a flash, she released
my hand and grabbed my waist to prevent me from falling. She was about my height, but
tall enough to hug me. Even as she hugged me, her mouth remained on my nipple, continuing to circle it with her tongue.
She used more and more force, her tongue now pressing against my nipple. I couldn't take it anymore; I couldn't take it anymore
. It felt so good, so good.

Just as I was enjoying this, my mother-in-law released my nipple. I could see that even after she released it,
milk was still flowing, probably from the vigorous sucking. And my nipple was opening and closing—
something I had never seen before.

My mother-in-law smiled and said, "Peipei, look, I've been so busy eating from one side that the other is leaking
so much. Come on, let Mom help you stop it with her hand."

As she spoke, she gently pressed her other hand, which wasn't around my waist, against my nipple, while her mouth continued to suckle
the one she had been eating. Because of her embrace, my body was arched backward, my
long black hair hanging straight down to the ground. My left breast was being sucked vigorously, while my right breast was being pressed down by her hand.

This continued for over a minute. Then, my mother-in-law gently rubbed my right nipple with her palm, making circular motions up, down, left, and right,
one after another, without any rhythm. Because my mother-in-law often did housework at home, her palms were inevitably a little
rough , so my nipple was being rubbed like this, and my body trembled more and more violently.

"Mmm," I gradually lost control and began to moan softly, very quietly, afraid that
my mother-in-law would hear.

I felt my black lace panties were completely soaked. I'd never felt
so wet before, especially because of a woman, my mother-in-law.
But any guilt was immediately replaced by excitement. It felt so good, so good! Mother-in-law, don't stop! Mother-in-law,
please suck me dry!

"Bang bang bang..." Suddenly, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"What are you two doing in there? You've been in for so long, is something wrong?" It was my father-in-law, sensing
something was wrong, knocking to ask what was going on.

"Um...father-in-law...Mom and I are fine...nothing's wrong..." Afraid my mother-in-law would stop, I
quickly answered him, letting out soft moans as I spoke, hoping he didn't notice.

"Really? That's good. If you need help, just tell me!" my father-in-law said kindly.

"Okay...um...um...thank you, father-in-law..." I replied quickly, suppressing my moans.

Hearing my father-in-law's footsteps as he left, I pushed my chest forward forcefully so my mother-in-law could get more milk .
She spat out the nipple, blushing, and continued drinking from the other breast, while her hand began
rubbing .

Perhaps because her left breast was almost empty, no milk was flowing anymore.
She then changed from rubbing with her palm to pinching my nipple with her thumb and forefinger, rubbing it left and right,
changing its shape—it was very cute.

She suckled like this for about three or four minutes, and seeing that both breasts were almost empty, she spat out the milk.
She smiled at me after I pulled out her nipple, then opened the bathroom door and left without a word. At first, I was
puzzled as to why my mother-in-law left without saying a word. But the tingling sensation from her suckling immediately
overshadowed that. It felt so good, so exciting. How am I supposed to face her now? And
should I tell my husband? What if it causes a rift between us? This isn't
something I should do.

My mind raced, almost completely overwhelmed by the excitement. Then I suddenly realized she must
have gone out to get me a nursing bra and a coat, so I gently left the bathroom door a crack to
see if she was coming back.

But what I saw shocked me.

My mother-in-law was kissing my father-in-law on the sofa, and what's worse, her lips were still wet with my fresh milk.
So the reason she left without saying a word was because she had my milk in her mouth, and now she
was feeding it all to my father-in-law!

My mother-in-law seemed to notice me watching her, so she immediately separated from my father-in-law, gave him a
wink, and went to my room, presumably to get me some clothes. My father-in-law, however, was still savoring my mother-in-law's
kiss, or more accurately, he was enjoying my breast milk, as his tongue was licking
the remaining . After licking, he looked towards the bathroom. Seeing him look over, I immediately closed the door, leaned against it with my back to it,
still unable to believe what I had just witnessed.

My head was buzzing. Good heavens, what had just happened? My father-in-law had indirectly drunk my
milk! But then, a thought suddenly surged into my head: Was my breast milk good? Did my mother-in-law and
father-in-law like it? Did they want more

? I knew I was still a little overwhelmed by what had just happened, but immediately I felt incredibly
excited. Something I had never even imagined before was so thrilling. I shouldn't tell my husband about this yet;
I was afraid he wouldn't be able to accept it.

Meanwhile, my mother-in-law was helping me find my clothes and bra.

She opened my wardrobe, and a
huge I've always enjoyed collecting these things, and my husband always buys all sorts of things online
for me to try on, so I naturally have a lot of sexy underwear.

With a lewd grin, she pulled out a pink thong and a very low-cut burgundy pencil skirt
, then took a pale yellow bra and left my room. As she passed through the living room,
she smiled at my father-in-law sitting on the sofa. When he saw what she was carrying, his eyes widened, and he gestured for her to come over. Ignoring his gesture,
she went straight to the bathroom, knocked, and came in.

"Peipei, I searched your wardrobe for ages, but I couldn't find anything to wear. Here, I
found these for you. Just wear whatever you like," she said.

At that moment, I thought to myself, "Mother-in-law, this is my home. How could I not know
how many clothes I have in my wardrobe? You're deliberately making me wear these so Father-in-law can feast his eyes, aren't you? Okay, then I'll do as you
wish!

" "Okay, thank you, Mother-in-law!" I replied.

So I took the thong, turned my back to Mother-in-law, and slowly began to take off my already soaking wet black
lace panties, wiggling my white buttocks in a small arc as I did so. Suddenly, Mother-in-law gently patted my
buttocks and said, "Peipei, your buttocks are so white and big! So much better than when I was young!"

I was almost startled and fell over from the pat, but luckily I grabbed the wall to avoid embarrassment. Actually, Mother-in-law's
buttocks weren't small either; at least to me, they were quite fleshy. If she sat on a stool, her buttocks could cover the entire stool.

"No, Mother-in-law, your buttocks are much bigger," I replied shyly.

After putting on my thong, I reached for the breast support from my mother-in-law, then put on my bodycon skirt.

When I turned to face her, she was stunned. My H-cup breasts stretched the skirt
taut , and because the skirt was so thin, my
nipples were clearly visible. Even worse, the skirt had a very large opening at the chest, exposing half of my breasts, including my areolas.
Thanks to the breast support, my breasts showed no signs of sagging, and my nipples were
pointing straight ahead. Since my mother-in-law had already emptied my breasts, the skirt wouldn't get wet for a while.
The bodycon skirt, as its name suggests, tightly hugged my buttocks, barely covering them.
If I sat or squatted, my buttocks would definitely be exposed. I
would never , only occasionally to seduce my husband. Now, to be dressed like this in front of my father-in-law and
mother-in-law was something I never dared to imagine before.

After staring at me for a few seconds, my mother-in-law immediately smiled and praised my figure, saying it
was their honor that their son had married a wife like me. I vaguely replied with "Oh, no, no," because my mind was
completely elsewhere. I wondered what my father-in-law's expression would be when he saw me like this.

Then, my mother-in-law opened the bathroom door and led me out by the hand. Hearing the door open, my
father-in-law looked at us. I still clearly remember his expression—a kind of indescribable aggression,
as if I had been raped by his gaze, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, I was rude earlier. I rushed to the bathroom as soon as you arrived and haven't even
had time to pour tea yet," I said, blushing.

My mother-in-law let go of my hand and walked towards my father-in-law, who was sitting on the sofa. He quickly replied, "How could that be?
We're all family, why be so formal?"

"That's true, but you are my elders after all," I said in a slightly coquettish voice.

"By the way, Peipei, where's my granddaughter? I want to hold her," my mother-in-law suddenly asked.

"Oh, she's sleeping. I'll bring her over right away," I said.

"Ah, your granddaughter is sleeping? Peipei, you don't need to wake her. I'll go check on her myself,"
my mother-in-law said, standing up and walking towards my daughter's room.

I suddenly felt lost. Only my father-in-law and I were left in the living room. I instinctively looked at him...
I noticed my father-in-law was still looking at me with that same gaze, and my face flushed red again. To avoid further embarrassment, I had to
do something else.

"Oh, Father-in-law, what a forgetful thing! I said I'd make you tea, but I haven't! I'll go make
you some!" I immediately went to the kitchen, boiled the water, and then remembered the tea leaves were in the drawer under the TV.
So I rushed back to the living room, knelt on the floor, and rummaged through the drawer for a long time, but still couldn't find them.

Suddenly, I realized I was only wearing a pencil skirt and a thong, a position that left my
buttocks completely exposed to my father-in-law. If it were before, I would have immediately gotten up and changed, but
after what had happened today, I just wanted more excitement. Thinking about how my father-in-law was
staring at my buttocks in disbelief, I felt a little wet down there, and I wanted him to see as much as possible. So, I slowly
started wiggling my hips as I searched for the tea leaves, because I didn't want him to know I was doing it on purpose.

I said, wiggling my hips, "Father-in-law, I'm sorry, I haven't found my tea leaves yet."

"Ah...it's alright...it's alright, Peipei, take your time looking..." I could clearly feel my father-in-law breathing heavily as he spoke.

After wiggling like this for two or three minutes, I felt my father-in-law stand up from the sofa and slowly walk towards me.
I also felt that my lower body was soaked, some water even leaking from the front of my thong.

My father-in-law walked closer and closer, and my hips continued to wiggle involuntarily.

My father-in-law was very close to me, and my heart was beating faster and faster. I closed my eyes, waiting for my father-in-law to reach out his
strong hand and violate my exposed buttocks. I wanted him to rub hard, to forcefully pull down my thong,
and then enter my body. I wanted it, I wanted it!

"Hey, husband, our granddaughter is awake, come and see her." I looked towards the source of the voice. It was
my mother-in-law who suddenly walked into the living room and said to my father-in-law, who was about to lose control.

My father-in-law was suddenly startled. I looked at him, and he glanced at me, swallowed hard, and
walked towards my mother-in-law.

"Come on, let me see our lovely granddaughter," he said. Then he and my mother-in-law went into
their daughter's room.

I remained kneeling in front of the television, feeling somewhat disappointed, but also thankful I hadn't done anything
outrageous , otherwise the family would have been in complete chaos.

I picked up the tea leaves I'd already found and stood up, tugging at my barely-covering skirt. My mother-
in have seen my lewd behavior, but she hadn't said anything. Did she approve

? Lost in thought, I went into the kitchen to continue making tea. After the tea was ready, I felt my breasts were a little swollen, probably because my
earlier actions had suddenly increased my milk supply. I looked at my skirt; my breasts were a little
wet again. I felt incredibly sexy, and I didn't want to hide my prominent nipples, because I
wanted my father-in-law to see them.

Looking at the brewed tea, a sudden idea struck me. Wasn't my father-in-law just drinking my breast milk? I
wondered if he still wanted some. My breasts were a little engorged right now. So I slipped down the straps of my pencil skirt,
then, supporting my large breasts with my hands, slowly squeezed the milk into the tea. "Father-in-law,
how about trying this special milk tea I made for you today?

" I squeezed harder, initially holding my nipple above the tea, but gradually, I
squeezed harder until it started spraying. Milk splattered into the cup, some even spilling outside, and my
hands were covered in residue. I wanted my father-in-law to be happy; I wanted him to taste all my breast milk.

So, I squeezed a full cup of milk tea, pulled the shoulder strap back up, and carried
my specially made milk tea out of the kitchen. My father-in-law and mother-in-law were already sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding my daughter.
Blushing, I walked up to them and handed them the two cups of milk tea I had made. My mother-in-law took
the tea and noticed the color was slightly different, asking what it was. I shyly explained that I had added some milk to the tea.
Upon hearing this, my father-in-law's eyes fixed on my breasts; my nipples hardened in his presence, and my chest became
increasingly wet.

"Waaah...waaah..." my daughter burst into tears.

"Oh dear, granddaughter, what's wrong?" my mother-in-law asked worriedly.

“Mom, let me see.” I said, hugging my daughter. “Oh! Baby’s hungry.
Come on, Mommy still has some milk. Baby’s ready to eat.”

Just as I was about to take off my bra strap to breastfeed, I realized I wanted to expose myself to my father-in-law, even though my mother-in-law was
right there. Maybe she wouldn’t mind,

right? So, instead of taking off the bra strap, I rolled up my pencil skirt from underneath, then over my hips,
abdomen, and finally my breasts. I rolled it up again, exposing one breast. More importantly, my
lower body was only covered by a black lace thong, and my waist was bare. I put my hands behind my back and
unhooked the breast bra, then took it off and placed it aside. Finally, I casually started
breastfeeding .

My father-in-law and mother-in-law were stunned. At first, they were surprised by my actions, but gradually they were amazed by my
beautiful figure. She was truly stunning. I heard my father-in-law swallow hard.

My father-in-law was sitting next to me; I could feel his breath and his heartbeat. Actually, I was very
nervous and shy, so I slowly turned my back to them. While this prevented them from seeing my breasts
, it revealed my buttocks as two white mounds.

Suddenly, my mother-in-law got up and said it was getting late, and she was going to the kitchen to wash some vegetables and prepare dinner. My father-in
-law understood; she was deliberately leaving to give us an opportunity.

So, only my father-in-law and I were left in the living room.

There was an empty seat between us. As I watched my mother-in-law go into the kitchen, I slowly turned to my father-in-law,
who remained staring intently at me. Originally, I only exposed one breast to feed my daughter, but now I
really wanted my father-in-law to violate me, so I took out the other breast as well, and then let my daughter suckle
from this breast. In this way, the breast closer to my father-in-law was freed up, and I wanted him to come over and suckle, to come over
and suckle my nipple with his granddaughter.

My father-in-law seemed to understand immediately. He slowly moved closer to me.

He lowered his head, his nose very close to my nipple, but he didn't rush to suckle. Instead, he
carefully observed my erect breasts, admiring them. After a while, he gently blew on my nipple.
I trembled, and he immediately took my nipple into his mouth. I felt a warm current from the tip of my nipple, and I
closed my eyes, waiting for his suckling.

His tongue was amazing, seemingly tireless, moving back and forth. I was already soaked. He
then reached out and slid his hand down to my buttocks. He grabbed one side of my buttocks, gently touched it,
and then squeezed it hard. This happened several times, making me forget that my daughter was still beside me. At this point, I couldn't care less about
my daughter anymore, because I felt she had almost finished eating. So I put her on the sofa and gave her
a small toy to play with by herself. Throughout the entire process, my father-in-law's mouth never left my nipple; he
kept sucking, as if afraid I would leave.

After settling my daughter, I knew my battle with my father-in-law was about to begin.

At that moment, my mother-in-law in the kitchen was secretly watching us, her hand slowly reaching into her underwear. My

father-in-law slowly adjusted his position, indicating that I wanted to hug him and rest his head on my lap.
So I shifted my body, letting him lie on the sofa with his head on my lap. He still
wouldn't let go of my nipple. After I adjusted my position, he pressed his face forcefully into my breast,
which stimulated my milk production.

My father-in-law was suckling at one of my breasts, his hand also resting on the other. Because I wasn't wearing
a breast bra, my breast was slightly sagging, so he lifted it from below with his hand, then grasped
it as if holding something, swaying it from side to side and gently squeezing it. Occasionally, some milk would leak out, and
he would put the breast in his mouth, but he wouldn't let go of the nipple he was already
sucking—he wanted to put both nipples in his mouth at the same time.

I couldn't take it anymore; I was already soaking wet, my buttocks
undulating trembling even more violently than when my mother-in-law had helped me nurse. I grabbed his head tightly,
pressing him towards my breast; I wanted to shove my entire breast into his mouth, and I wanted to shove his
entire into mine.

He sucked on me like that for almost two minutes. Then, my father-in-law slowly pulled at my pencil skirt. He wanted me
to pull it down so his head could be inside. So I did as he asked
, pulling the skirt down so his head was covered. He took his hand off his chest and slowly
slid it towards mine. He grabbed my hand and guided it down to his groin,
stroking it back and forth. Then he released my hand, but I continued
stroking it through his pants.

I could imagine how big his penis was. It felt
longer than my entire palm through his pants, and it was incredibly hard. I wanted to feel its warmth immediately, so I quickly
pulled his pants down. A huge thing immediately sprang out, its head pointing straight to the ceiling.

Wow, it's huge! It's a whole size bigger than my husband's, and the massive thing is covered in veins. Just looking at it, you can
feel its immense power. I couldn't wait to reach for it and grab it.
The moment I touched it, my father-in-law shuddered and bit my nipple hard—it felt amazing. Because circumcision
wasn't common in his generation, as his penis moved up and down in my hand, the glans would sometimes be exposed and sometimes
covered by the foreskin, which was quite adorable.

My father-in-law's hands weren't still either. He wrapped his strong arms around my waist and then moved his hands down my waist, past
my thong, grabbing and kneading my buttocks. My father-in-law's hands were grabbing my buttocks. He
changed from a lying position to trying to stand up, so I stood up with him. Because he was
about my height, his knees were slightly bent, but his head was still buried in my pencil skirt, giving his hands
more freedom to grab my white buttocks. He was sucking on my nipple, his hands grabbing my buttocks,
occasionally using his hands to spread my buttocks apart, and then occasionally touching my buttocks cleft with his hands
. There wasn't a moment of peace. My father-in-law is much shorter than my husband, so I had never done this with him before.
The feeling was so strange.

After a while, my father-in-law's hands left my buttocks, then he pulled my pencil skirt
up , and finally took it off and threw it aside. My father-in-law looked into my eyes, slowly bringing
his mouth closer. We kissed, and he quickly extended his tongue to invade my mouth. He touched
my tongue, then immediately sucked it in, capturing it completely. We frantically sucked
on each other's tongues, while he held me tightly, flattening my large breasts.

Slowly, he released my tongue, placing his hands on my shoulders and gently pressing down. I understood
; he wanted me to indulge in his enormous member. I slowly squatted down, finally kneeling on the ground.
His member pointed straight at me, and I stared at it as if it were a gun that wouldn't hurt me.
Then I drew closer and closer, until it was right in front of my nose. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked
the glans. It had a weathered taste, but not of old age; rather, it was an extraordinary maturity. I could
imagine how many women my father-in-law's enormous penis had conquered, and how many women, like me, had knelt before him,
sucking on it. I thought to myself, I can't let my father-in-law think I'm inferior to those women; I have to make him think
I'm the best.

I slowly put his enormous penis into my mouth, my tongue undulating over it, my hands stroking his testicles,
and occasionally sucking on it. In short, I cherished his penis like a precious treasure.

At this moment, my father-in-law was enjoying my service, his hand gently stroking my hair, but his eyes weren't on
me. Following his gaze, I saw that he was looking at my mother-in-law in the kitchen, and she was so
unsightly.

Her bra was off, her pants were down to her knees, and her hands were moving back and forth over her private parts.
She stroked him, occasionally licking around her mouth with her tongue, as if demonstrating against her father-in-law.

The father-in-law, seeing this, suddenly gave the mother-in-law a look. She immediately snapped out of her daze, slowly
straightened her clothes, and took out her phone from her coat pocket.

She turned on the camera and pointed it at the father-in-law and me; she was taking pictures of us.

But at that moment, I knew nothing. I only knew that from that moment on, everything about me changed. This angle of storytelling is quite interesting—daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, then daughter-in-law and father-in-law. I wonder if there's a threesome involved; that would be even more interesting.

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