【Milk with Added Ingredients】(Part 1, Part 2)

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(II)

Since successfully getting my mother-in-law to drink the spiked milk, the demon in my heart has become even more unrestrained. In the days

that followed , with my increased skill, I seized the opportunity many times and successfully got my mother-in-law to drink the spiked milk.

Unfortunately, the only drawback was that I could never recapture the thrill and excitement of the first time.

To avoid not having a bed when she gave birth, my wife

checked in order to reserve one of the few single rooms available. It was just my mother-in-law and me at home,

which made it even easier for me to provide her with loving breakfast milk. A few days ago, I even

took the initiative . Then I stood next to her, watching her drink it with a smile, satisfying

my desires.

As the saying goes: if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. This day, I once again took advantage of my mother-in-law's washing up

to heat up the milk for her. I listened to the sound of her running water in the bathroom. While heating the milk, I was rubbing my penis.

With practiced ease, I quickly found the rhythm of ejaculation. Just as I picked up the cup to spray,

my mother-in-law came out of the bathroom and witnessed me ejaculating into the cup she used to drink water every day. A full

half minute passed before she reacted, screaming and running into the guest bedroom, slamming the door shut. The loud slam

snapped me out of my daze. The cup in my hand had already fallen to the floor and shattered.

My startled penis sprayed semen all over the floor.

"It's over, I've been caught red-handed. How do I explain this? What should I do?"

I was momentarily lost, thinking about all the terrible consequences. Regret, fear… a flood of

emotions overwhelmed me.

I don't know how much time passed, but the faint sobbing coming from the guest bedroom slowly brought me back to my senses. I forced

myself to calm down and think carefully about what to do. How could I mitigate the negative impact of this incident?

How could I save my family? Listening to the faint sobbing, I pondered.

"She's crying. She hasn't gotten angry. She hasn't scolded or hit me. She hasn't run back. It seems my mother-in-law hasn't reacted yet

; she just feels insulted and hasn't decided what to do. I need to think of a solution before she makes a decision."

Reflecting on the time I'd spent living with my mother-in-law, I realized how good she was to me. She treated me very well because I was her

favorite son-in-law—good-looking, with a decent job, a sweet tongue, and a good income.

When my wife and I argued, she always seemed to side with me, intentionally or unintentionally.

My wife had even complained about this, wondering if she was her mother-in-law's daughter or I was her son. Thinking of this,

I decided to try apologizing to my mother-in-law and see how things went. With that in mind, I took a deep breath, straightened

my clothes, and headed towards the guest room.

I quietly approached the door and listened for any sounds. Besides crying, there was nothing else. I tried turning

the doorknob. The door was open, not locked. Without hesitation, I opened the door and saw my mother-in-law lying on

the bed crying. Hearing me open the door, my mother-in-law turned around, saw me come in, stood up, grabbed

her phone, wallet, and cosmetics from the bedside table, and threw them at me, yelling,

"Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you!"

Get out? Only a fool would leave at a time like this. To gain my mother-in-law's sympathy, I deliberately brought my head

close to the flying phone.

As I expected, the phone hit my forehead. It was quite a force; the phone

shattered instantly on my head, and I could feel my forehead bleeding. That was the effect I wanted. Sure enough, seeing the phone hit my head

accurately , my mother-in-law, who was still yelling and throwing things, paused for a moment. I seized the opportunity, rushed over,

knelt down, and hugged her legs. I began to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Mom..."

My mother-in-law, after being stunned by my hugging of her legs, immediately kicked them fiercely, trying to

break Unfortunately, her small strength was negligible to me. I've loved exercising since I was a child,

and we even have a gym in our house now. I could bench press a 100-kilogram barbell more than a dozen times in one go. I

held my mother-in-law's long, beautiful legs tightly in my arms, constantly apologizing, letting her

struggle .

"Let go of me! How could you do this! Let go of me, let go of me..."

"I'm sorry, Mom! I'm sorry, Mom..."

"Let go of me, you pervert! Let go of me, you're disgusting, let go of me..."

"I'm sorry, Mom! I'm sorry, Mom, please forgive me, Mom..."

It was hot, and my mother-in-law was dressed very lightly, in a nightgown and pajama bottoms. My mother-in-law was about

1.75 meters , and as I knelt on the ground, half-leaning down, I was right near her lower abdomen. Being so close, I could clearly

see that she wasn't wearing a bra or underwear. I guessed she had gone to sleep right after taking a shower yesterday. Looking down, I could see a

dark shadow, and looking up

, I could see her pair of hemispherical, trembling breasts through the hem of her clothes. The erotic scene aroused my lust, and I almost forgot to continue apologizing. "It's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to stop my mother-in-law's struggles, I intentionally or unintentionally began rubbing my face and nose against her abdomen and genitals.

After struggling for a while, my mother-in-law not only failed to break free from my embrace

,

but I also took advantage of her quite a bit by holding her legs. My penis, which had just been limp from fear, became erect again. Although I took advantage of her quite a bit, the fundamental problem remained unresolved. My mother-in-law still showed no

signs of forgiving me; after all, this incident had been too traumatic for her. I thought, "This won't do; I have to think of a

way ." Looking at my nearly naked mother-in-law, my lust grew, and I decided to switch from defense to offense

. I would provoke her through words and physical contact, hoping to take advantage of her and solve the problem once and for all.

Having made up my mind, I began to describe to her, under the guise of honesty, how I had added something to her milk.

I described in detail how I had masturbated to make my penis hard, thick, and

what it looked like. I described what the semen looked like, how much I had ejaculated, and so on. And during his narration,

his hands subtly caressed her long, shapely legs, his head constantly rubbing against her lower abdomen. These

physical contacts continuously stimulated his mother-in-law's senses.

The effect was good; in no time, his mother-in-law's face flushed slightly. This was clearly visible through the hem of her clothes .

Two purple grapes appeared on her round breasts. I decided to strike while the iron was hot, and changed the subject, beginning to complain

and accuse my mother-in-law:

"Mom, it's not entirely my fault. You see, since Pingping got pregnant,

we haven't had any sex for a long time. I've been holding back for half a year. And you're always dressed so scantily at home. I think you

're trying to seduce me. How could a virile man like me resist? That's why I did that."

"Nonsense, I didn't seduce you. You're shameless!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Look at you now, wearing only a thin nightgown, isn't that

seducing me?"

Faced with my shameless sophistry, my mother-in-law angrily retorted, resisting and struggling even more fiercely. Unfortunately, this

only made it easier for me to take advantage. In the fierce shoving, I successfully attacked my mother-in-law's pubic hair several times, and

a moan was already tinged with her angry shouts.

My mother-in-law, relying on her tightly closed legs, repeatedly blocked my attack on her sacred place in her dark forest. In my impatience

, after several failed attempts, I lunged forward, pushing her onto the bed. In that instant of the fall, I used

my strong arms to tear open her pajama bottoms, spread her legs, and buried my head in her dark forest. I used my tongue to part the

labia majora covering her vulva and began to forcefully suck the nectar from within. My nimble

tongue swirled back and forth inside, while my hard teeth gently nibbled at her engorged clitoris.

The sudden attack left my mother-in-law helpless. With her legs pinned down, she could only weakly

push against my head buried in her vulva with her hands. She kept crying out,

"No...no...let go...let go..."

Her futile struggles not only failed to stop me but also further aroused my animalistic instincts. I increased

the intensity and frequency of my sucking.

I discovered that her small clitoris was her weak point and G-spot. Each time I gently nibbled at it,

my mother-in-law's voice sounded weaker and more seductive. So I began to focus my attack.

"No...no...let go...let go...please...don't...bite...anymore, ah

..."

The angry voices faded, replaced by moans. Seductive moans that made my penis

throb with desire.

Suddenly, my mother-in-law's legs, which I had been holding tightly, burst forth with tremendous force, breaking free from my hands and clamping my

head tightly between them.

"No...no...stop...no...stop...ah..."

With a high-pitched cry, I saw gushes of fluid gushing from her honey pot, spraying all over my head and

face. I was a little stunned. Squirt, the legendary squirting. I never expected my mother-in-law to be a squirting

queen, what a constitution. As the climax passed, my mother-in-law's legs, which had been clamping my head, loosened. My mother-in-law

collapsed onto the bed, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. Strike while the iron is hot, press on.

I wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by, nor could I possibly let it. I stood up, pulled down my pants and underwear,

revealing my monstrous penis. I bent down and flipped my mother-in-law over, grabbed her hips with both hands, spread her legs apart,

and thrust my penis hard into her honey pot.

Mmm, so good. A warm honey pot tightly enveloped my penis, giving me some relief from

the feeling . Not enough, this was far from enough. Hungry, I immediately began to pound my penis, relentlessly demanding more.

I experienced the feeling of being enveloped again and again. My waist throbbed as if it had a motor inside it. Under my

thrusting, my mother-in-law could only resist in vain. She made sounds like moans in sync with my thrusts.

"Stop...no...stop...ah..."

I didn't have time to tell whether my mother-in-law wanted me to stop or not; I was only thinking about

releasing my pent-up desire. I don't know how much time passed before I finally regained a sliver of reason and slowed down the rhythm of my thrusts. My

mother-in-law had stopped her futile resistance and was now passively cooperating with my thrusts, letting out moans. I

reached to her chest, unbuttoned her nightgown, and grabbed her swaying breasts,

playing . My mother-in-law tried to push my hands away, placing them on my hands that were fondling her breasts. Unfortunately,

it looked more like she was cooperating with me in playing with her own breasts. My

penis continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, each hand playing with one of her breasts. My mother-in-law's entire weight was on

my hands, her two hard, purple nipples rolling between my fingers. Seeing that my mother-in-law had given up

resisting and was wholeheartedly enjoying my thrusts, I turned her over again, making her lie on her back on the bed, spreading

her legs which could no longer close, and began my frontal assault, making my final sprint. As the pleasure continued to rise, my penis grew

larger larger. The intense stimulation made my mother-in-law moan incessantly, her legs intentionally or unintentionally clamping around my waist.

"Is it good, Mother-in-law? How's your son-in-law serving you?" I teased my beautiful

mother-in-law as I thrust.

"Mmm...mmm..." My mother-in-law was unconsciously responding to my thrusts, perhaps enjoying it.

"Mother-in-law, I'm about to cum, I'm going to cum inside, inside your honey pot," I continued

teasing her, occasionally sucking on her two throbbing red testicles.

"Ah...no...don't cum...inside, I'll...get pregnant." Hearing my teasing,

my mother-in-law cried out in terror again.

"Pregnancy is good, isn't it? Pingping is about to give birth, you can give me another one. Two children together will have a

playmate , how wonderful!" I continued my teasing.

"Cum outside...please...don't...inside..." my mother-in-law answered weakly.

"No, this is my essence, one drop of semen is worth ten drops of blood, how can I waste it like this? Let's find another place!"

I increased the intensity, pressing her.

"Where...ah...where...where should I shoot?" Under my relentless bombardment, my mother-in-law was beyond thinking

.

"I'll shoot it in your mouth, you've already done it so many times, how about it? Okay?

Okay Will you eat it or not? Say something!" I coaxed my beautiful mother-in-law while increasing

the intensity and speed of my attacks.

"Ah...okay...eat...ah...I'll eat..." My beautiful mother-in-law lowered her last resistance,

completely surrendering to my assault.

Satisfied with the answer, I bent down, burying my head deep in my mother-in-law's cleavage, and began my final

thrust . The high-frequency, high-intensity thrusting once again brought my mother-in-law to the peak of pleasure. Gushes of hot fluid

gushed from the depths of her honeyed depths, washing over the tip of my penis. Waves of intense stimulation assaulted my nerves.

"Mother-in-law, open your mouth, your son-in-law is here!" I roared, pulling my penis from her warm honeyed depths

, straddling my mother-in-law's alluring body, and quickly inserting it

into her slightly parted red lips before the next wave of pleasure arrived, wantonly releasing the ensuing ecstasy.

"Drink it, drink it, don't waste it! Lick the sides clean too." Watching my mother-in-law beneath me, under my command

, she diligently swallowed the gushing semen, clumsily licking the tip and surrounding area of my penis.

I had only one thought in my mind:

"Spring has arrived, good days have come..."

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