【Milk with Added Ingredients】(Part 2, 5)

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"Oh dear! Honey! Hurry... hurry... hurry... it's leaking. Help me! My clothes are soaked

."

...

"Ah... be gentle... it hurts so much! Ah... it's leaking again! Hurry... hurry up...

"

It was another bright morning, and I woke up once again to my wife's urgent calls.

The first was to clean my wife's swollen breasts. My wife is the kind of woman who produces a lot of milk. Every

morning she would wake up in pain from her swollen breasts and urge me to get up and express milk for her. Although the little one

eats a lot, compared to her mother's milk production, it's nothing. I guess my wife's milk production is hereditary

. From my wife's milk production, I can guess what it was like when my mother-in-law gave birth to my sister-in-law. No wonder my mother-in-law was able to feed my sister-in-law and her

adopted sister-in-law at the same time. At first, I would just suckle my wife's

breasts to empty them, but lately, for some reason, she suddenly thought that if I suckled too much, it would increase her milk production.

So every morning, she wouldn't let me suckle directly from her breasts, but instead made me express the milk into a bowl, making me

feel like a milkman every morning. It also made me

involuntarily , wishing I could lean in and suckle a few

mouthfuls. Although sometimes I managed to sneak a few sips, most of the time I failed and got a good scolding from my wife.

By the time both of my wife's breasts were empty, the bowl in my hand was almost full. It must have been at least five or

six hundred milliliters. My wife, now empty, lay comfortably on the bed, letting me casually

wipe her breasts with a warm towel to keep them and her nipples dry. Before giving birth, my wife already had quite large breasts,

but now, with milk production, they've become even larger. Her fair skin was stretched by the milk, revealing the blue

capillaries . Her rosy nipples were always swollen like little cherries, looking incredibly tempting. Even without milk,

my wife didn't stop me from suckling her nipples. After wiping her breasts clean with a towel, I gently

teased her freshly wiped nipples with my tongue. Soon, she let out soft, suggestive moans, her eyes

becoming somewhat glazed.

Under my teasing, she began to involuntarily writhe her body, her tightly closed legs

rubbing against each other. After a while, my wife, unable to bear my teasing any longer, angrily pressed my head

deep into her cleavage, saying in a hoarse voice, "You rascal, stop it. You know I

can't do it now, but you still do it like this, are you trying to kill me?" I forcefully pulled

my head and said to her with a smile, "It's your fault for not letting me nurse." My wife blushed and said, "Why didn't

I let you nurse? There's plenty in that bowl. I didn't stop you, you can eat if you want." I said shamelessly,

"No, I want to eat from your breasts, not from the milk. I demand equal treatment with the baby, I refuse to

be discriminated against ." My wife glared at me and said, "Ugh! I can't be bothered with you. Go see if Mom is up. I'm a little hungry

." Perhaps because of the abundance of milk, my wife was very hungry every morning. So I stopped teasing

my wife and took the bowl full of milk out.

After putting the milk in the kitchen, I went to my mother-in-law's door. Pushing open my mother-in-law's door, I saw

an alluring body lying on a pink bed. Gently, I lifted the thin blanket covering her. Wow,

what a bold slut, sleeping naked! Stimulated by the cool breeze,

a gradually hardened. Between her crossed thighs, a dark forest was revealed.

As I gently caressed her smooth skin, I saw

a blush rise to her cheeks, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. "Heh, pretending to be asleep even when awake. Well

then I won't be polite. I've been teasing my wife for ages; now I'll use you to vent my frustration." So I

increased the pressure of my touch, focusing my attention on her sensitive breasts and genitals. Under my

seductive touch, my mother-in-law became increasingly aroused. Her face flushed, and her body trembled slightly. The moment my fingers

slipped into her wet, sweet spot, my mother-in-law could no longer pretend to be asleep. She opened her sexy eyes and said to me coquettishly,

"You're so annoying, teasing me so early in the morning. Aren't you afraid your wife will see?" I gently probed

her , then kissed her sexy lips and laughed, "My dear mother-in-law, I

'm here to wake you up on your daughter's orders. Your precious daughter is hungry, get up and make breakfast." My mother-in-law

gently pressed down on my mischievous hand and scolded, "My daughter asked you to wake her mother up like this!

How could I have such a rogue son-in-law? Pull your fingers out quickly, your wife is waiting for breakfast." I

laughed, "Wait, no rush. Let me wake you up. Come on, you can give me some fresh blood too."

With that, I grabbed my mother-in-law's hand and placed it on my slightly erect penis. My mother-in-law, understanding the situation, rubbed my penis.

At the same time, she closed her eyes slightly, enjoying my waking-up service. Slowly, my mother-in-law's head moved from the pillow to

my lap, her legs, which had been crossed, parted to make it easier for me. Her thick, dark forest

was already soaked with the juices she'd scooped out of her honeypot. On the other side, unable to resist the temptation of my penis,

she hesitated for a long time before finally taking it into her mouth and licking it.

After licking my penis a few times, she said, "So horny. Didn't you wash your dick last night?"

I retorted, "Nonsense, of course I did. I even used soap."

"Then why does it still smell so strong?" My mother-in-law spat out the penis from her mouth and continued.

"It's because I've been holding back these past few days. Look at Pingping, she's been back for half a month, and apart from occasionally sucking like today,

I haven't had any real pleasure." I complained softly.

"Your wife is next door. If you want pleasure, go find her. Why are you complaining to me?" My mother-in-law ignored

my complaints, rolled her eyes at me, and continued to work on my penis.

"She's not fully recovered yet. How about a full service this morning? Pingping's in confinement,

she should n't be leaving her room. You haven't done it in a while either. Let's all have some fun." I continued with my

shameless spirit, hoping to find satisfaction with my mother-in-law today. Sigh, what can I do? My thirsty penis was

already rock hard thanks to my mother-in-law's skilled oral sex.

"Just keep thinking about it. Aren't you afraid your wife will suddenly find out? Okay, my penis is ready,

go prepare my breakfast milk. I need to get up too, or your wife will get suspicious." After saying that, my mother-in-law

kissed the tip of my penis again, then forcefully pushed me off the bed. She sat up, took some toilet paper to wipe her

wet lower body, and prepared to get dressed. Since my wife came home, my mother-in-law has changed her usual habits and started

wearing . She no longer runs around in just a nightgown. However, since I bought her sexy lingerie,

she no longer wears those conservative ones. I had to buy her several new sets of sexy

lingerie to satisfy her daily needs. Today, my mother-in-law was wearing a sexy purple lace-up corset,

a purple lace-trimmed thong, and a pair of sexy black fishnet stockings. This kind of temptation

couldn't be hidden by a thin nightgown. Watching my mother-in-law put on her sexy lingerie piece by piece,

her already alluring figure became even more seductive under the lingerie.

"Damn. This is too much. Dressed like this, it's better not to wear any lingerie at all. No wonder they say women who

are covered up are more seductive. Wearing something is more alluring than not wearing anything." I couldn't help but plead with my mother-in-law again, asking for

the full service. But my determined mother-in-law firmly refused my pleas, and after getting dressed, she went to my

room to discuss breakfast with my wife. I had no choice but to go to the kitchen with my erection, reluctantly

starting to prepare breakfast for my mother-in-law. Before long, my mother-in-law came into the kitchen with a fragrant breeze. She began

busily preparing breakfast for my wife. Chicken soup, eggs, rice wine. All things to help my wife produce milk.

I leaned against the door, preparing breakfast while masturbating, watching my beautiful mother-in-law. The morning sunlight shone

on her, and her nightgown seemed like a transparent veil covering her sexy body. The glimpses

of sexy lingerie and the alluring black stockings clinging to her beautiful legs were incredibly tempting. My mother-in-law would occasionally turn back

and wink at me playfully, as if mocking my timidity, or perhaps offering a silent seduction. Finally, I couldn't resist

any longer . I moved behind my mother-in-law and slipped my hand inside her nightgown. I caressed her

alluring body, hoping to ease my burning desire. My mother-in-law seemed to have anticipated this. She

turned and kissed my cheek, teasingly saying, "What's wrong? Can't hold it in anymore? Just let it out. I

'm still waiting to drink your milk." That teasing was like pouring gasoline on my burning desire. In an instant,

my passion reached its peak. Without hesitation, I reached down and untied the bows on the sides of her panties,

pulling down her lace thong to reveal her tempting vulva. Then, I thrust my hard, hot penis

inside her. A warm, moist sensation immediately enveloped my penis. I leaned against my mother-in-law's back, whispering in her

ear with a soft laugh, "Little wife, you're already this wet, and you're still holding back from your husband. What do you want to do?"

My mother-in-law braced herself against the sink, spreading her sexy legs. Bend over, head held high, enjoying

the penetration of my penis, yet stubbornly saying, "I won't give it to you. Why should I give it to you just because I'm wet? I won't give it to anyone else

." I slipped my hands inside my mother-in-law's pajamas, around to her chest, tightly grasping her firm breasts,

holding her body still. Then I began to thrust my hips, pumping back and forth fiercely, my penis relentlessly moving in and out of

my mother-in-law's wet, slippery vagina, releasing the pent-up desire I had been holding back for so long. At the same time, I questioned

my mother-in-law, "If you don't give it to me, who do you want to give it to? You dress so sexily to work every day, and your cunt is always so wet. What are you trying

to do? Who do you want to give it to?" Hearing my question, my mother-in-law, who seemed to understand me perfectly, immediately got the gist of it.

She started spouting nonsense, going along with what I was saying. "Do you even need to ask? Of course, it's for my boss, Minister Huang. There are so many young girls in

the office , how can I attract him to fuck me if I don't dress sexy? I have to go to his

office to report on my work every day, and every time I do, he fucks my cunt while I listen to my

report .

Minister Huang loves fucking my cunt the most, because every time I go, I take off all my clothes

except for a pair of stockings. My cunt is also very wet, making it very easy for him to penetrate me. It's also

much more comfortable than those young girls who have just started working. Every time, Minister Huang shoots a bunch of semen into my cunt,

so after I finish my report, my legs are covered in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, making those young girls extremely envious."

Listening to my mother-in-law's nonsense, I imagined my beautiful mother-in-law wearing a small suit jacket on top and

only black stockings and high heels on the bottom as she walked into the office. Then she was lying on the desk with her butt sticking out, earnestly reporting

on her work. Her wet cunt was being relentlessly fucked from behind by a lewd man. After finishing my work report, I

returned to my office with my legs covered in semen and the envious glances of my colleagues. Thinking about this, I whispered in my mother-in-law's

ear , "Walking around the office naked from the waist down, aren't you afraid of being fucked? Do you think other men would let you

safely walk into Minister Huang's office?" My mother-in-law continued her rambling, "Other male colleagues wouldn't dare

fuck me. Our company operates on a democratic centralism system. Everyone can freely exchange sexual experiences, and we can touch each other's

penises and stimulate each other's vaginas. But the power to fuck is concentrated in the hands of the leaders. This is an organizational principle that

cannot be violated. Others might at most stimulate my vagina, which just makes it wetter,

making it easier for Minister Huang to fuck me. Besides, all the women in our company are Minister Huang's sex slaves. Other men are too busy offering

their families to Minister Huang to fuck, how could they dare to fuck our vaginas in the office? Otherwise, do you

think no one dared to fuck Pingping when she came to my office dressed like that last time?" Hearing my mother-in-law's rambling about

bringing my wife in as well, my penis grew even thicker.

Sensing the change in my penis, my mother-in-law continued her smug tale: "That time, when Pingping came to the office,

she happened to run into Minister Huang, who was making his rounds to see if anyone was slacking off during work hours. He saw that Pingping was only

wearing a tank top, revealing half of her breasts, and a very short skirt, with her buttocks half-exposed. He assumed it

was just another woman someone had brought to give him pleasure. So he followed Pingping to see whose woman she was. When he

saw Pingping enter my office, he went back to his office and told me to bring Pingping to his office

to report on my work. So I took off my skirt and underwear, leaving me only in stockings and high heels. I

also made Pingping take off her underwear, leaving her only in a short skirt, exposing her cunt and buttocks. Then I took her..."

As I led Pingping towards Minister Huang's office, she was fiddling with her cunt, trying to make it as wet as possible.

I even told Pingping to wet her cunt a bit more, but she proudly told me that

the taxi driver's hands hadn't left her cunt and breasts the whole way. Now her cunt

was overflowing with juice. When she got out, the driver even gave her a five-yuan discount, only charging her ten yuan.

Hearing this, I thought, "Damn. He touched my wife's cunt and breasts the whole way and only gave me a five-yuan discount; he

should give me a free ride!" Thinking this, my penis became even harder, and I increased the speed of my thrusting.

"Ah... ah..." My mother-in-law gasped softly as I suddenly accelerated my thrusting. After getting a little used to it, she

continued rambling: "After Pingping and I went into Minister Huang's office, Minister Huang made

us lie down together. Then he was fucking Pingping's cunt while touching mine. After a while, he

switched to fucking my cunt while touching Pingping's. Minister Huang's cock is so thick, Pingping and I were almost

dying of pleasure

..."

Stimulated by my mother-in-law's incoherent ramblings, my mind was filled with

the lewd . My penis was stimulated to the extreme, and I thrust my penis in and out rapidly, excitedly making

"ho...ho..." sounds. Soon, I shot my hot semen into my mother-in-law's honey hole.

My mother-in-law's eyes rolled back from the heat of my hot semen, and her honey hole contracted hard,

spurting out streams of vaginal fluid from her flower core. I held my mother-in-law's waist, leaning against her back, feeling my penis being

squeezed . I savored the afterglow of my orgasm. It took me a while to recover before

I withdrew my semi-erect penis from her vagina. As I pulled out, streams of white, cloudy semen mixed with my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid

gushed from her slightly parted vagina. I quickly caught the gushing semen in a cup and

said to my mother-in-law with a smile, "Don't waste it, this is your nutritious breakfast." My mother-in-law

glared at me with her alluring eyes, but didn't stop me. She just tapped my forehead with her finger

and scolded , "You're full of dirty thoughts! You're so excited to hear that Pingping and I were being taken advantage of. Be careful, I

might really take Pingping to find another man and make you wear two green hats, then see if you're still excited." I laughed and scolded,

"You wouldn't dare! I was just joking. Just spiceing up our married life." My mother-in-law laughed and said, "Forget your married

life, your wife is still lying in the house waiting for breakfast. Move aside, I need to prepare breakfast for your wife, don't

bother me anymore."

Soon, my mother-in-law had prepared Pingping's breakfast: a chicken soup and a rice wine boiled egg. After my mother-in-law, with

a satisfied smile, carried Pingping's breakfast out of the kitchen, I started preparing breakfast milk for my mother-in-law. Looking at

the cloudy semen mixed with my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid in the cup in my hand, and then at the porcelain bowl on the table filled with my wife

's breast milk, I suddenly had a whimsical idea.

I poured a bowl of my wife's breast milk into a saucepan and put it on the gas stove to heat it. In no time, the milk was hot enough. I picked up the saucepan and poured the heated milk into the cup containing the semen.

And just like that, an unprecedentedly nutritious breakfast milk was ready. When my mother-in-law came out, I handed

her the now-warm milk, smiling smugly, "Drink up, this is a

nutritious breakfast milk I specially prepared for you." My mother-in-law didn't suspect anything, still thinking I had mixed semen with milk. She just lightly spat

at me and drank it down. After taking only two sips, my mother-in-law frowned and put down the cup, asking,

"What kind of milk is this? It's so sweet, and a little fishy, but it doesn't taste like milk at all." I leaned

close to her ear and chuckled, "This is a nutritious breakfast milk that Pingping and I prepared for you." My mother-in-law immediately understood that she

was drinking milk expressed by her youngest daughter. The thought that her youngest daughter's milk was mixed with my semen

and her own vaginal fluids made her face flush instantly. I laughed and grabbed her hand,

bringing the cup to her lips. Thus, under my half-forced influence, my mother-in-law, blushing, drank

the nutritious breakfast milk I had impulsively prepared. Seeing my mother-in-law's flushed face, and under her embarrassed and angry

gaze I chuckled and walked into the bedroom. Seeing me about to enter the bedroom, my mother-in-law abandoned her plan to cause

trouble, simply spitting at me from afar before turning and going into the kitchen.

In the bedroom, my wife was sitting on the bed eating breakfast. She saw me walk in with a smile. She mysteriously

beckoned me to sit next to her and then softly asked, "Honey, do you think Mom's seeing

someone else?" Hearing this, I was startled, thinking, "Has my wife discovered something?"

So, I calmly asked, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Is there a problem?" My wife continued

mysteriously, "Have you noticed that Mom's been in a good mood lately, all smiles?

Unlike before, when she always had a stern face, never even a smile. And I've noticed that Mom's been wearing really sexy lingerie

lately . While you were at work, I even found a few sets of

lingerie in her closet.

They say women dress to please their lovers, so if Mom wasn't seeing someone else, why would she suddenly dress so sexily?

Mom used to wear those old-fashioned cotton lingeries. Now she's wearing such sexy clothes, who else would she be wearing them for if not a man?"

It turned out that my wife had noticed something amiss with my mother-in-law's cheerful mood and sexy lingerie, but she hadn't

discovered anything substantial. So I retorted softly, "Mom isn't old. What's wrong with dressing a little sexy?

Aren't all women like that these days? Do they have to dress to impress men? You're just

overthinking things ." As I spoke, I poked my wife's head with my finger, then deliberately tested her,

"Besides, it's normal for Mom to have a boyfriend outside. After all, she's only in her early forties,

not old. It's normal for her to have suitors. She worked so hard to raise you sisters,

what's wrong with her finding a man now?" My wife pouted and said, "I don't want Mom to find me a stepfather.

So many years have passed, and it's always been women in the house. If suddenly there's a strange man, it'll be different.

That would be so awkward. Just thinking about it gives me the creeps." I thought to myself, "Silly girl, you're not wrong. Your

mom does have a man. It's just that this man isn't a stranger to you. There won't be

another strange man in the house..." Thinking this, I couldn't say it aloud: "What's wrong, your husband..."

"He's a man too. What's the difference? What's so awkward about it?" My wife pouted and said, "You're

different. You're my husband. How can you compare me to others? I'll feel

awkward .

I don't like it. If Mom finds me a stepfather, I'll definitely object." I tapped my wife

's head and said, "You selfish little girl. You only think of yourself and don't even think about your mother's feelings. Are you planning to

spend your whole life with your mother?" My wife pouted and retorted, "What's wrong with that? I want Mom

to live with me forever. You dare object!"

Seeing that my wife's expression was about to change, I immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay. Mom will

live . Whatever makes you happy." I coaxed my wife repeatedly, while thinking to myself, "I want to live with your mother even more than you

do. I'm even thinking of having you and your daughter sleep together!" After comforting my wife for a while, her mood

improved , but I still continued, "I still suspect Mom is having an affair. At the very least, someone's

pursuing her. Although she's trying to hide it well, the way she's been acting lately makes her seem like

a girl head . Something's definitely going on." At this point, my wife grabbed my arm, pleading, "Honey, could you

secretly check and see if anyone's after Mom? I don't want to suddenly have a stepfather." Looking at

my pleading wife, I thought, "How am I supposed to check? Am I supposed to tell you that the man your mom's seeing is

your husband sitting right next to you? Ugh! Everyone says new mothers are prone to postpartum depression, but I never expected my wife to become so sensitive about

her own mother." Although my wife's request was destined to be fruitless, I still agreed.

Only after receiving my affirmative answer did my wife finally smile happily.

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