【Milk with Added Ingredients】(Part 2) (9)

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Since that passionate night, my mother-in-law and I have been much more open at home. We no longer have to be so
secretive. While the feeling of infidelity is gone, there's a newfound freedom and joy. My mother-in-law's
favorite thing to do now is to strut around in front of me in sexy lingerie. Then, when I'm aroused
, she'll giggle and run away, always leaving me chasing her all over the house.
These days, every morning my mother-in-law wakes me up by sucking my penis with her alluring red lips. Then,
while I suckle sweet milk from my wife's full breasts, I enjoy my mother-in-law's skillful oral sex.
Then, I ejaculate the semen I've accumulated overnight into her mouth so she can use it to make her breakfast milk. Of
course, while I'm suckling her milk, my wife also squeezes milk from her other breast into a bowl
so my mother-in-law has enough ingredients for her breakfast milk.
After several days of emptying her breasts every morning, my wife noticed a significant increase in her milk production, as well as
a substantial improvement in its concentration and aroma. Besides meeting the baby's and our daily needs,
there was still quite a bit left over, enough to soak her clothes unintentionally. When my mother-in-law and I found out, we both
agreed that my wife had the potential to be a "milk cow," and jokingly said we should train her properly so
we wouldn't have to buy cow's milk anymore. And since that night, my wife has also become enamored with the feeling of breastfeeding. Although
her body hasn't fully recovered and she can't have sex with us, she now allows me to suckle directly
. She no longer worries about having too much milk, and even
nurses my mother-in-law and me every time we have sex. She confidently states that she wants to use her sweet milk to restore our energy from sex
, so we can last longer and enjoy it more.
Tonight, after showering, I lay in bed resting. My wife came in shortly after showering,
wearing a purple see-through nightgown over a sexy pair of panties. I
watched her approach the bed with burning desire, complaining, "Honey, this isn't fair. You can't even let me have sex with you, and
you're dressed so sexily." She smiled, sat down beside me, and whispered, "I'm
ready, honey." I stared at her, wide-eyed, and asked, "What did you say?" She smiled and
said, "I'm ready. Tonight I can have fun with you." She pounced on me,
showering me with kisses, muttering, "I'm ready, give it to me, honey. Seeing you and Mom
doing it every day makes me so horny." I endured her torrential kisses, trying to process her words
. After a while, I snapped out of my daze, "Finally, I can make love with my wife! I've been waiting for
almost a year!" Realizing this, I flipped her over and pinned her beneath me. I began to respond passionately to
my wife's kisses.
My wife, who had been suffering so much, quickly succumbed to my counterattack. With her eyes closed, she enjoyed my advances.
Her full breasts, with their two erect, rosy nipples, were firm. In the dense, dark forest, a clear spring gurgled
with lustful fluid. Unable to wait for enough foreplay, I, with my hard penis, parted her wet labia and forced open her closed
vulva. With a thrust of my hips, I pushed. "Ah…" My wife and I exclaimed simultaneously. "So comfortable
." Finally, I had returned to this place I hadn't been to in so long. It was still so tight, still so warm.
Still so alluring, still so desirable. After savoring the moment, urged on by my wife, I thrust my
hips, pumping forcefully into her honeyed depths. Seductive moans escaped my wife's lips,
echoing freely in the warm, cozy little house. These moans were the battle cry, the inspiring drumbeats
. I held my breath and thrust hard, as if to release all the desire that had been building up for almost a year. At first,
my wife was able to respond to my attacks with all her might, but soon she could only passively endure it.
Having not made love for a long time, my wife's resistance was obviously weakened. Each thrust of mine brought her great
stimulation and pleasure. In no time, my wife was brought to orgasm after orgasm, her juices gushing out. Her hands were wrapped around my
neck, her legs around my waist, and she cried out ecstatically. Even her voice was hoarse.
Just as I was excitedly cultivating my wife's long-abandoned field, my mother-in-law also walked in naked
. She climbed onto the bed and hugged me from behind. She massaged my back with her full, smooth breasts. She
pushed against my waist with her soft hands, coordinating with my thrusts. This allowed my penis to penetrate deeper and
more powerfully. My wife, already nearing her limit, collapsed even faster. The afterglow of her previous climax hadn't faded before
the next wave arrived. My wife bounced back and forth at the peak of pleasure, crying out and begging for mercy. Only when I
brought my wife to the peak of pleasure for the third time did I ejaculate my scalding semen into her wet and sticky vagina.
My wife was directly scalded and fainted from the hot semen. I lay on the bed, drenched in sweat, panting heavily,
quietly recovering my strength.
At this moment, my mother-in-law suckled my wife's breast milk and then fed it to me mouth-to-mouth. While I was eating the milk from my mother-in-law's mouth
, I played with her ample breasts. She teased, "Mom, look how big your breasts are,
such a good foundation. Why don't you get some lactation-inducing injections and see if you can produce milk?" My mother-in-law rolled her eyes at me and said
, "Isn't your wife's milk enough for you? You greedy little devil." After saying that, she stopped feeding me and started cleaning
my penis. Leaning back on the pillow, I watched my mother-in-law use her small tongue to lick my penis,
cleaning away the traces left from my lovemaking with my wife. Soon, my penis was licked clean by my mother-in-law
, and it was also hard. Without hesitation, my mother-in-law sat on top of me. She began to use her wet, slippery
vagina to play with the penis she had just cleaned. I had just ejaculated and was recovering my strength, so I just leaned against the bed and
quietly watched my mother-in-law's body move up and down, watching her pair of pink breasts
bounce lively on her chest. My mother-in-law tilted her head back, her eyes slightly closed, and soft moans escaped her alluring red lips with each movement
. A pair of slender hands roamed over her body, caressing her, as if issuing waves of desire
.
My wife, who had been unconscious, was awakened by her mother-in-law's vigorous activity. She lazily opened her eyes and saw me leaning against the bed.
She was being exploited by her own mother. Smiling, she got up and shoved her breast into my mouth,
saying, "Come on, don't just lie there, drink your fill. Fuck this slut to death. Let her taste what it's like to be fucked unconscious."
I happily suckled at my wife's milk, admiring my mother-in-law's alluring body. Gradually, my mother-in-law's movements
slowed, and she began to tire. I immediately turned the tables, pinning her down and starting a new
round of thrusting. My wife shifted her feeding focus from me to my mother-in-law. However, instead of putting
her nipples on my mother-in-law's face, my wife knelt above her head, aiming her nipples at my mother-in-law's slightly parted red
lips, and squeezed her breasts hard. Streams of milky white milk gushed from her rosy nipples,
splashing freely onto my mother-in-law's face. Looking at my mother-in-law's face covered in breast milk, my wife smiled smugly, "Come on, let me use my milk to
cool you down and put out the fire." She then got up again, aimed her nipples at our genitals,
and squeezed out more milk, laughing, "Here's some lubricant for you, to make it easier for you to penetrate." Soon, our
pubic hair was covered in milky white milk, and my mother-in-law's body was splattered with it.
After squeezing for a while, my wife began to bend down and lick the milk from my mother-in-law's body, sucking on her breasts.
The lewd scene stimulated me intensely. My already hard penis swelled even more,
feeling even more intensely inside my mother-in-law's wet, slippery vagina. After licking for a while, my wife imitated my mother-in-law,
pushing against my waist from behind with my movements. My mother-in-law, who had only been moaning softly, could no longer hold back. With each heavy
thrust, she began to scream loudly. After pushing for a while, my wife felt her mother-in-law's cries were too loud.
So she crawled over and used her breasts to block her mother-in-law's mouth, while simultaneously playing with her own clitoris with her fingers.
Seeing my wife's unsatisfied expression, I had her lie on top of my mother-in-law, pressing their two tender vaginas
together, and then alternately thrusting in and out of them. My wife and mother-in-law also embraced and
kissed each other. I continued to thrust in and out of their two vaginas, enjoying myself. My wife's vagina
was much tighter than my mother-in-law's, but my mother-in-law's vagina was much wetter. They say
an old vagina is more potent, while a young vagina is more exciting, and it seems there's some truth to that.
As I continued to thrust in and out of the two different vaginas, pleasure quickly accumulated on my penis. My penis became
harder and thicker. The pleasure of orgasm slowly washed over me, wave after wave traveling from the tip of my penis up
my spine to my brain, and then spreading throughout my body. My mother-in-law and wife had long since stopped kissing each other. They were simply
embracing, enduring my burning desire. Two different moans filled the carnal room, competing
and echoing each other. Amidst their wanton moans, I could no longer resist. I thrust my penis
into my wife's tight vagina, taking a deep breath and pumping wildly, savoring the last bit of pleasure. My wife's vagina
gripped my penis tightly, her clitoris trembling violently, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out again. My penis,
bathed in this fluid, responded enthusiastically, spurting out streams of semen. My wife was once again
dazed by my scalding semen. I pulled out my still-spurting penis and quickly thrust it into my mother-in-law's wet vagina. Before
it softened, before the semen had fully ejaculated, I began to pump wildly. He forcefully forced open his mother-in-law
's cervix, ejaculating the remaining semen onto her vulva, bringing her to
the peak of pleasure. Then, embracing the enchanting mother and daughter, he drifted into a sweet dream.
After an unknown amount of time, I vaguely realized I had found myself in a strange space. All around me was an
endless, desolate wilderness, and I stood in the middle. Before me was only a blurry figure, seemingly a middle-aged man. Just
as I was about to approach for a closer look... The figure spoke, "How was it? Mother and daughter, sisters sharing the same bed—
wasn't it great?"
I instinctively replied, "Great, it was wonderful."
The figure chuckled, "That's not real life, just a possible prediction of your future
."
I exclaimed in surprise, "What? You're saying the life I've experienced is fake?"
The figure said with certainty, "Yes, it's just a possible life."
Only then did I remember that I should be lying in bed with my beloved wife and mother-in-law, so
I asked, "Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?"
The figure chuckled, "Hehe..." "It was your dream. The life you just experienced was all a dream. It was something I
created. As for me, you can call me God. A fallen god. Did you like that kind of life
?"
I hesitated, looking at the figure before me, and said, "My dream? You mean my previous life was a
dream? A dream you created? Why? Why should I believe you?"
The figure laughed, "You don't need to think too much. Just tell me if you want to
live that kind of life? If you like it or not."
I said loudly, "I like it, of course I like it. Every man likes it."
The figure chuckled a few times and disappeared, leaving a silver metal
sphere where it vanished. Then his voice came from the air: "If you want to live that kind of life, pick up the silver sphere on the ground. Choose for yourself,
you reap what you sow."
I looked at the silver metal sphere on the ground, hesitating. After a long while, I finally made up my mind, staring
at the sphere with a determined look, and picked it up. Then a beautiful voice came from my mind: "Chosen One identity
bound, life datafication begins..." I was plunged into deep darkness again.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in bed. But it wasn't the bed my wife and I had married.
My charming wife and beautiful mother-in-law weren't beside me. I was lying alone in the small rented room I'd lived in before our marriage
. I tried hard to recall everything from the previous night, remembering the blurry figure and the small silver ball.
Just as I was wondering what was going on, a beautiful voice echoed in my mind: "Chosen One's life data processing complete.
The Chosen One can silently recite the attribute panel to view it."
Following the prompt, I tried silently reciting it to view the attributes, and a transparent light immediately appeared before my eyes.
The screen displayed my basic information:
Name: Feng Houming;
Gender: Male;
Identity: Chosen One
; Level: 0;
Experience: 0/1;
Life: Healthy (100%);
Stamina: Abundant (100%)
; Energy: Full (100%);
Skills: Not Activated
. Wow, it's real! My body has actually been digitized. Just like in those online novels
. I immediately pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw, "Damn, I'm back to before I got married. Damn it, all
my efforts were for nothing. It really was a dream. My wife, my mother-in-law, and my
sister-in-law whom I didn't get. They're all gone. All that work for nothing." While I was still in shock, my phone
rang. It was my wife calling—no, it should still be my girlfriend now. I answered the phone: "Hello, what's up?"
My wife's familiar voice came through the line, "Hey, are you up yet? If not, hurry up and get up. We agreed yesterday that
you'd come to my house to see my mom today. Get up, I'll be there in a bit. Get up, see you soon." My wife
hung up before I could say anything. I checked the time on my phone again, "Damn, I didn't notice,
the date on my phone really is the day I first went to my wife's house." Thinking of my charming mother-in-law in my dream, my heart
was immediately filled with courage and confidence. If I could win over my mother-in-law once, I could win her over again. Especially with
this mysterious Chosen One system, it would be even less of a problem. So I got out of bed and shouted:
"Mother-in-law, I'm here..."
(End of Part Two)

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