Me and My Beautiful Mother-in-Law, Part Two

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Chapter Seven: The exciting

days passed by one by one. My mother-in-law and I were both immersed in
the chaotic pleasure of this combination of incest, adultery, and SM, unable to extricate ourselves. We engaged in lewd games behind Wenwen's back every day. Wenwen, however, remained
completely . The usually meticulous Wenwen was so careless about this matter. Perhaps she simply couldn't imagine that I
would be having such an affair with her dear mother, my mother-in-law, which emboldened me even more.

More than two months of this went on. Around New Year's Day, the house was renovated, but we didn't move back in
because we heard that newly renovated houses contain formaldehyde, so we continued to live at my mother-in-law's house. Although Wenwen rarely
went on business or worked overtime anymore, my mother-in-law and I, having tasted the sweetness, didn't care anymore. We frequently went out on dates,
sometimes in parks, sometimes in hotels, and sometimes even in dance halls (many dance halls for middle-aged and elderly people were
open ).

As usual, my mother-in-law wore a very conservative coat on the outside, but went braless underneath, to facilitate my easy penetration.
At home, however, we remained as loving and filial as ever. On the surface, Wenwen and I were getting more and more stable, and
our wedding was on the horizon, with our big day set for May Day.

After the New Year, Wenwen and I busied ourselves with wedding preparations. In our spare time, we bought appliances,
furniture, took wedding photos, decorated the room, and even made a special trip to Shanghai to buy clothes and a diamond ring. For two whole months, I
didn't have time to meet with my mother-in-law, but every time I went home, I could see the resentful and expectant
look in . Caught between the two women, I was in a difficult position, but my mother-in-law didn't make excessive demands. She
still smiled and chatted with us every day, which always touched me.

After the wedding, Wenwen and I lived together separately. We were inseparable in the early days of our marriage, and my
relationship with my mother-in-law gradually cooled down. Although I enjoyed the feeling of infidelity, incest, and even sadism with her, I
went out with my mother-in-law less and less often, focusing most of my attention
on Wenwen, who was still devoted to me.

Until six months later, Wenwen became pregnant, and I was overjoyed. Wenwen's pregnancy symptoms were severe;
she vomited constantly, couldn't eat, and couldn't sleep well. Wenwen took leave from work to rest at home. Not
knowing what to do, I had to ask my mother-in-law to come and take care of her. However,
I heard was the most dangerous time for miscarriage, so Wenwen and I dared not be intimate, fearing it would harm the baby.

This was incredibly difficult for me. I, who was usually insatiable, became like a monk, struggling to suppress
my . Wenwen, of course, dared not move, and my mother-in-law, because Wenwen was at home all day, dared not have any
contact with me. After noticing my thirst, Wenwen was kind to me, and when she was feeling better,
she helped me a few times with her hands and mouth. But this didn't solve anything; it was more like drinking poison to quench thirst.
These days of tormented by desire were truly unbearable!

That day, Wenwen went to bed early because of dizziness. Bored, I sat in front of the computer playing games,
while my mother-in-law sat on the sofa next to me, knitting a sweater for her unborn baby and watching TV.

Usually addicted to games, I couldn't get into the game at all today. I looked back at
my mother- . She was wearing a conservative nightgown, but it couldn't hide her ample bosom. Looking down from a slight angle,
the deep cleavage captivated me, my eyes lingering on her full, white breasts, dazzling
my vision. My penis involuntarily hardened. I simply stared, abandoning the game,
wanting to pounce on her…

After a while, my mother-in-law seemed to sense something, turning to look at me. My lustful gaze
startled her, then she smiled seductively and turned her head away again.

Wasn't this seduction? I couldn't resist any longer. I stood up abruptly, went to my mother-in-law, and
hugged her tightly. My mother-in-law was terrified and struggled violently. I whispered, "Mom, look, my
little brother is so hard. Let's be quiet, Wenwen is asleep, she won't notice."

My mother-in-law firmly stopped me from going any further: "No! We agreed that we can't
do this if Wenwen is home!"

I pleaded with a bitter face, while pulling my mother-in-law's hand to my crotch, letting her feel my hardness:
"Mom... I beg you. Wenwen is asleep, let's be quiet, she won't notice."

My mother-in-law gave in again, looking up into my eyes, and I knew my eyes were filled with desire.

After a long pause, she finally nodded and whispered, "Okay, I'll go check if Wenwen is asleep."

I was overjoyed and gently kissed my mother-in-law on the cheek, saying happily, "Mom, you're so good."

My mother-in-law playfully scolded, "It's all because of you, you little rascal, always thinking about these things!"

I chuckled and said, "Don't you miss me? Tell me, have you missed
me these past few days since we haven't made love?"

My mother-in-law suddenly became embarrassed, her voice barely audible, "Yes, I have. I
can't sleep , thinking about you..."

I continued teasing, "Hmph, what else could you miss about me? You just miss me... Tell me... what did you miss about me
?" I deliberately dragged out the words.

My mother-in-law's face grew redder and redder, and she suddenly stood up shyly, walking towards my and Wenwen's bedroom.

I waited anxiously in the living room. After a while, my mother-in-law tiptoed out of the bedroom. I
looked at her and asked, "Are you asleep?"

She nodded and said, "Yes, let's go outside, okay?"

"No, I want to stay home. Don't worry, Wenwen is a very quiet sleeper; she'll be fine."

"But there's nowhere."

Yes, where could we go? The living room was obviously out of the question; it was just a door away from the bedroom.
The only was my mother-in-law's bedroom, but I knew that bed would creak if moved. I
had a sudden idea. I took my mother-in-law's hand and headed towards the kitchen. This was where Wenwen rarely came and was furthest from the bedroom. Most
importantly, the counter wouldn't make any noise.

We quietly made our way to the kitchen and gently closed the frosted glass door.
My mother-in-law, who had been impatiently waiting, suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck, tiptoed, and pressed her face against mine. I smiled, lowered my head, and embraced her
waist . We shared a deep, passionate kiss.

In the midst of our passionate kiss, I quietly opened my eyes. My mother-in-law, who hadn't been touched in a long time, seemed overwhelmed by
the stimulation; her face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, making her incredibly alluring, and her small mouth sucked on my lips with fervent passion.
Her tongue and hands clung tightly to my neck, as if she wanted to melt into my embrace.

After a while, we finally separated. My mother-in-law lowered her head shyly, her magnificent breasts rising and falling with her soft breaths
. Her full, soft flesh pressed against my chest, and I could feel her pounding heart even through her clothes.

Impulsively, I grabbed my mother-in-law's large, high breasts and began to knead them. My mother-in-law was suddenly stimulated and couldn't help but
let out a soft "Ah!" before quickly covering her cherry lips with her small hands, afraid that the sound would be heard outside. Her breathing became
rapid . I leaned against the door and pressed my mother-in-law's body down. My mother-in-law looked up at me deeply,
as if she understood my intention. She didn't speak and slowly squatted down.

I gently stroked my mother-in-law's delicate cheek. My mother-in-law stroked my already erect member through my pants,
then gently unzipped my pants, freeing my hot, hard penis that had been trapped in my underwear for so long
.

My mother-in-law's beautiful eyes were fixed on my already throbbing, engorged penis. She reached out and grasped it, gently stroking it.
My desire surged, and I held her head tightly. She looked up at me with deep eyes, then extended her pointed
tongue and lightly licked my purplish-red glans. A tingling sensation spread through me, and I couldn't help but
sigh contentedly.

My mother-in-law seemed satisfied with my performance. She opened her small mouth and took my large glans into her mouth,
gently sucking. Feeling my member enter a warm, moist cavity, I, who hadn't had sex in a long time
, breathed heavily in comfort and lifted her head.

My experienced mother-in-law's movements were very practiced. While swallowing and releasing my penis, she looked at
me affectionately, her movements becoming faster and faster. Her tongue circled the edge of the glans, the sucking force increasing
, and her two soft, white hands stroking faster and faster.

But this wasn't deep enough; it didn't give me the maximum pleasure. I couldn't help but press her
head , trying to penetrate her penis even deeper. My mother-in-law looked at me resentfully,
not daring to make a loud
sound because Wenwen was still at home. With my large penis still in her mouth, she only made "woo-woo" sounds and occasionally shook her head.

Seeing her disheveled hair and the lewd scene of her mouth constantly swallowing and spitting out my penis, I couldn't resist
using her mouth as a vagina. I increased the pressure on her head, forcefully inserting my penis
deep into her throat. This feeling was even more pleasurable than actual intercourse; her little
tongue gripped my glans tightly—the feeling was indescribable!

My mother-in-law tried to push me away in distress, but how could she overcome my strength? I couldn't bear to give up this
pleasure and began to thrust vigorously. Copious amounts of saliva
flowed continuously from the corners of her mouth as I thrust. My mother-in-law's eyes rolled back, and tears streamed down her face.

The lubrication of saliva and the deep sensation excited me even more, and my movements became faster and faster. Perhaps it was because I hadn't had sex
in so long , or perhaps the feeling was just too pleasurable, but I quickly reached the point of ejaculation.

My mother-in-law seemed to sense my change and stopped struggling. Instead, she looked up at me with deep affection,
and I looked back at her. Seeing my penis fully inserted, I let out a low growl and finally
ejaculated , the continuous stream of semen hitting the deepest part of her throat.

As I pulled my semi-erect penis out of her mouth, copious amounts of saliva mixed with my white
semen dripped down her chin. My mother-in-law coughed softly, tears streaming down her red eyes.
Only then did I feel regret. I gently pulled my mother-in-law, who was kneeling on the ground, to her feet and hugged her,
saying, "I'm sorry, Mom... I was just... too excited... because it's been so long..."

My mother-in-law whispered in my ear, "Mom doesn't blame you... Mom knows you've been lonely lately."

I gently wiped the drool from the corner of her lips and said affectionately, "Mom, you're so good to me. I feel more and more that I
can't live without you. I love you, Mom!!"

My mother-in-law hugged me tightly with relief and said, "Xiao Jian, with your words, even if I die now, I
won't have any regrets!"

As she spoke, she brought her luscious red lips to mine. I was moved and about to meet her kiss when I suddenly remembered that
my semen was still in her mouth. I quickly turned away and kissed her cheek instead. My mother-in-law scolded me, "You think your own
stuff is dirty? No way! I want you to taste yourself!"

I said with a pained expression, "No, it's disgusting! I don't want to taste what comes out of my own penis!"

My mother-in-law wriggled her body coquettishly and pressed her lips against mine. I didn't dare
struggle … Finally, my mother-in-law got her wish and pressed her tender lips against mine. I had no choice but to ignore the disgusting
feeling of my semen and kiss my mother-in-law deeply.

After a while, we separated, and my mother-in-law had a wicked smile on her lips, as if mocking me. Speechless and
angry suddenly picked my mother-in-law up. My mother-in-law didn't know what I was going to do, and let out an "Ah!" before quickly covering
her mouth.

I put my mother-in-law on the kitchen counter, and only then did she realize my purpose. She smiled and let go of the
hands around my waist. I whispered, "Mom, you've made me feel good, now I'll make you feel good too!"

I pulled my mother-in-law's slightly conservative nightgown down to her buttocks. Since she was coming to our house to take care of Wenwen,
all the clothes she brought were conservative middle-aged clothes; she didn't bring any sexy ones, which made me
slightly disappointed.

Then I parted my mother-in-law's fair and supple thighs. Her panties were also conservative, pure cotton,
milky white underwear, but I was delighted to clearly see a large wet patch in the center.

I smiled and gently tickled my mother-in-law's panties with my fingers. My mother-in-law seemed to realize
the state of her private parts, and lowered her head in embarrassment, too embarrassed to look at me again. Having been deeply influenced by Japanese AV, I imitated
the actions in the films, playfully pinching the tender flesh on the mound of flesh under her panties with both hands, then squeezing out a thin line to make
the tender flesh protrude even more.

My mother-in-law murmured, "Xiao Jian... ah... no... don't do this..." but instead of speaking her mind, she
tightly hugged my neck and tried her best to close her legs.

But how could I let her have her way? I forcefully spread her legs wider, then brought my head closer
, parted one side of her panties, revealing the tender flesh inside. The little
red bean, which was always shy and wouldn't show its head, curiously peeked out from under the foreskin, looking at the scenery outside.

The pubic hair that had covered her labia majora had now grown back thickly and densely, not very long, so it was
quite stiff and prickly, making my hands hurt a little. The two long labia majora were tightly stuck
together clear mucus slowly flowed from the tightly closed labia through the light brown, radiating opening onto the
kitchen counter.

I forcefully parted those shameless labia with both hands, revealing the bright red flesh inside
. The tender flesh was bumpy, glistening slightly from the vaginal fluid, very
alluring .

I gently stroked the alluring little red clitoris with my fingers and began to gently rub it. My mother-in-law's body trembled violently.
Afraid that Wenwen might wake up at any moment, she suppressed a moan in her throat, turning it into a strange
"oh oh" sound. I looked up at my mother-in-law; she had tilted her head back, her eyes tightly closed, desperately
trying to suppress her moan.

My now-energized penis slowly began to rise, and I excitedly thrust my fingers
into my mother-in-law's vagina, which had been dry for months. My mother-in-law could no longer endure it; she covered her cherry lips with her hand,
letting out a hoarse, hysterical scream.

I felt greatly encouraged and began to thrust my fingers in
and out , occasionally drawing out streams of whitish vaginal fluid from the friction. The foamy, lustful fluid
gushed out in large quantities, quickly wetting my hand and leaving a puddle on the counter. I quickly increased the number of fingers from one
to two, then three, then four, my movements becoming faster and faster. Finally, I even
inserted two fingers from my other hand into my mother-in-law's already blooming anus.

My mother-in-law, unable to bear it any longer, was now utterly pitiful; her delicate body trembled violently, and she dared not scream, only
tightly covering her mouth with her hand. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer. She suddenly bent over and bit my
shoulder, reaching orgasm...

A sudden, piercing pain made me gasp. I didn't dare make a sound, but instead, as if in revenge,
I thrust a few times inside my mother-in-law's tender vagina. My mother-in-law's voluptuous body went limp, and she clung tightly to my
neck , panting heavily.

I playfully smeared my hand, which was covered in her juices, on my mother-in-law's luscious lips. She shook her head, struggling to
refuse drink her own fluids, and whispered, "You little rascal, haven't you tormented me enough? You want me to drink my own
pee?"

I lightly kissed my mother-in-law's cheek and slowly said, "Who told you to bite me? Are you a little dog?
Besides, this isn't pee, it's your own juices!" With that, I forcefully shoved my finger into
my mother-in-law's cherry lips without further ado.

Helpless, my mother-in-law could only open her mouth and suck on my finger unwillingly.

Surrounded by the warm cavity, my fingers felt a strange sensation. Watching my mother-in-law's small mouth sucking on
my fingers in this unusually lewd scene, my hard penis grew even thicker, even painfully swollen, and
I just wanted to find a place to release.

I gently lifted my mother-in-law's buttocks, pulled off her already soaked panties, and moved her vulva to
the edge of the table, bringing my thick penis closer. However, because the table was a little high, my penis could only barely
reach it. My mother-in-law laughed mockingly.

Annoyed, I lowered my mother-in-law's body, making her face away from me, and then placed one of her thighs
on the table. My mother-in-law obediently lowered her upper body, pressing her full breasts against the table, her two white, full,
moon buttocks sticking up high and swaying slightly from side to side, tempting my desire. White
vaginal fluid slowly flowed down the inside of her thighs, forming a strange and lewd scene.

I squeezed my mother-in-law's soft, cotton-like buttocks tightly, and with my other hand parted her wanton labia minora, placing my engorged
glans against the fleshy cleft, separating the soft clitoris, and slowly pushing it
in . The tight flesh walls around my glans gave me immense pleasure, and my entire thick penis slid in without hesitation.

The long-lost feeling of comfort made both my mother-in-law and I sigh softly. I began to slowly thrust
in and , each time taking part of her butterfly-shaped labia minora in
, and pulling the tender flesh out with each thrust, accompanied by streams of vaginal fluid. My once dry penis slowly became covered in white foam,
flowing down around my pubic hair.

My mother-in-law's body responded to my movements, moving back and forth, her large buttocks slapping against my
lower abdomen with a "slap, slap" sound, creating waves of flesh
that echoed . I grew increasingly excited, my movements unconsciously becoming faster and more forceful. Each thrust reached the very
innermost tender flesh, and each withdrawal almost pulled the entire length out.

My mother-in-law's upper body went limp, lying motionless on the counter, her right hand desperately covering her mouth to stifle any
sound resting on the counter, twitched unconsciously from the prolonged exertion and approaching orgasm.

I leaned forward, pulling my mother-in-law's nightgown down to her shoulders, skillfully unhooking her bra.
Then , I reached out and grasped her high, firm breasts, deformed by the counter's pressure, my two index fingers
teasing her erect nipples.

My mother-in-law was even more overwhelmed; her orgasm arrived. She let out a hoarse, low growl, and collapsed onto
the counter, unresponsive. But my still-erect penis, fresh from ejaculation, was still pounding, showing no
sign go!

My mother-in-law's limp body swayed unconsciously with my thrusts. I don't know how much time passed, but finally,
with a heavy breath, I ejaculated, hitting her flesh deeply, even breaching her cervix and
shooting inside! I collapsed weakly onto her full back, my hands still on her breasts
, panting heavily.

After a long while, I came to my senses and embraced her, passionately kissing her. Satisfied, my mother-in-law exclaimed,
"Xiao Jian, you're so strong! You're amazing! I almost died from your fucking!"

I said with lingering pleasure, "It's been so long since we've had proper sex, of course I was amazing. Come to think of it,
Mom, you've been wanting this for a while, haven't you? Why did you refuse me like that? Look at your juices, they're practically dripping onto the floor when you're standing, you're so
incredibly horny!"

My mother-in-law buried her head in my chest shyly, and I continued, "Mom, after I got married,
did you miss me?"

My mother-in-law looked up, gazed intently into my eyes, and said, "Of course I miss you! I think about you every day,
even staying up all night thinking about you! It's such a pity I'm not twenty years younger, otherwise I would have
pursued you relentlessly! It's just a shame you're my son-in-law, not my lover!"

I was moved. "Mom, don't say that. Actually, in my heart, you and Wenwen are equally
important, both indispensable lovers to me. I love you, Mom!"

But what I said next shocked my mother-in-law: "Mom, when you're thinking about me, do you masturbate
?" My

mother-in-law, who had been gazing at me affectionately, was both amused and exasperated. "You naughty boy, all you do is tease your mother!"

I chuckled. "Mom, are you feeling well today?"

My mother-in-law gave an embarrassed "Mmm." I chuckled and asked, "Mom, is it because Wenwen's home
that you're so happy?"

My mother-in-law's face flushed red, and then, as if remembering something, she pulled away from my embrace, saying urgently, "Oh, I
'll go check on Wenwen. She's been in here for so long, I wonder if she's woken up yet?" She even glared at
me fiercely!

I secretly chuckled at my mother-in-law's lapse in composure, letting her quietly go to the bedroom while I went to take a shower.

After this incident, I seemed to have found my courage and often started
teasing my mother-in-law when Wenwen was home. My mother-in-law, however, remained cautious and refused to respond to my advances. Sometimes, when I got angry,
I would take advantage of Wenwen's absence to grope my mother-in-law's large breasts, buttocks, or thigh.

My mother-in-law would always look at me with her seemingly expressive eyes, as if encouraging me,
but her body reacted the opposite, always hastily fleeing from my side, as if I were a tiger.

Helpless, I could only watch the beautiful woman swaying around me every day, unable to do anything but
swallow my saliva in secret. Wenwen's sleep seemed to be getting worse, probably because she was always idle at home, and she
couldn't sleep soundly. My mother-in-law and I had no choice but to give up
our plans , which made me extremely depressed every day!

Another half month of this depressed days passed, and I was almost going crazy. Wenwen's mood
changed and she became very irritable, even refusing to help me masturbate. I felt like I was living in a beautiful hell from
which I couldn't escape.

That evening, after dinner, Wenwen, my mother-in-law, and I sat on the sofa watching TV. As usual, Wenwen
rested her head on the armrest of the sofa, and I sat next to her. Wenwen naturally put her legs on mine,
while my mother-in-law leaned against the other armrest of the sofa.

I've forgotten what was on TV that day, but I know it was very funny, and Wenwen and my mother kept
giggling. I sat between the two of them, stealing glances at Wenwen. She wasn't looking in my direction at all,
engrossed in the TV, giggling incessantly. I then looked at my mother-in-law; she too had a smile on her lips,
but I clearly saw a sly glint in her eyes…

I was overjoyed, but outwardly dared not show any sign. I deliberately pressed down on Wenwen's calf,
gently stroking it. After a while, noticing Wenwen was engrossed in her TV, I quietly
released and slowly moved it to the right.

My mother-in-law wasn't far from me, only two fists' distance, and my hand quickly moved to
the edge of her full buttocks. My mother-in-law sensed my mischievous hand; her laughter paused almost imperceptibly, then she continued laughing as
if nothing had happened . Seeing her reaction, I chuckled inwardly.

But before I could finish laughing, a hand firmly gripped my mischievous right hand. I glanced sideways and saw
my mother-in-law laughing even harder, her full breasts rising and falling with her laughter. I was filled with resentment, but
dared not show it, so I tried to pull my hand away. But she wouldn't let go, holding on
tightly . We were locked in a silent struggle right under Wenwen's nose.

Finally, my strength prevailed. I pulled my right hand away, opened it wide, and grabbed
my mother-in-law's large, fleshy buttocks, which were perched on the sofa! She maintained her smile, but I could clearly see her
face was frozen.

Although the flesh was still soft, the stiffness in her body was palpable through my touch
. I smiled inwardly, and unconsciously increased the pressure on her buttocks. The amazing elasticity
was now apparent; unlike women her age who were only soft and lacked elasticity, her buttocks were like a balloon—
the harder I kneaded, the stronger the rebound. I continued to knead them with pleasure.

My mother-in-law's acting skills were truly impressive. Although her body was stiff, if you only looked at her face, you
would never guess that she was enduring her son-in-law wantonly fondling her
buttocks right under her daughter's nose!

Without hesitation, my large hand roamed over my mother-in-law's buttocks, getting closer and closer to that deep cleft.
Through the pure cotton fabric of her pajamas, I could clearly feel the unique softness and heat of her mons pubis. I
slid my hand back and forth between my mother-in-law's vulva and anus. Although my mother-in-law was still smiling, her stiff expression betrayed
her inner tension.

Fortunately, Wenwen didn't notice anything amiss, and her legs kept shifting positions on my legs, which made me feel more
at ease as I gently probed my mother-in-law's vulva through the two thin layers of fabric. My mother-in-law uneasily twisted her
hips slightly, her teeth clenched together, trying her best to suppress the waves of pleasure brought to her by my finger play. Slowly,
I could feel a slight dampness on my fingertips. Through the two layers of cloth, my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid finally seeped out…

Just then, Wenwen suddenly said to me, "A-Jian, get me a cold drink, I
want one!"

My mother-in-law and I were both startled. I calmly withdrew my hand from my mother-in-law's vagina,
agreed , bowed slightly, and quickly walked towards the kitchen. My mother-in-law was so startled
that she shuddered violently, then froze on the sofa, motionless, until she saw the bulge in my crotch that I was trying to conceal. Then she
giggled a funny clip on TV conveniently masked her
laughter.

My mother-in-law also got up, pretending to go to the bathroom. I knew she must have been very wet and was cleaning up, and I
couldn't help but .

I finally regained my composure in the kitchen, and my erect penis went limp. I then opened the refrigerator…
I took out some cold drinks. Wenwen muttered, "Why so slow?" I didn't dare answer and sat down in the usual
spot .

My mother-in-law returned, and the smile in her eyes annoyed me. Soon after sitting down, I lost my temper again, my large
hand once more ravaging my mother-in-law's buttocks. This time, however, she was surprisingly cooperative, not only slightly lifting her plump buttocks
closer to me but also pulling her nightgown up high, all the way down to her buttocks, to facilitate my hand
's movements.

I glanced at my mother-in-law smugly, only to find her watching me, her smile impossible to hide
. My hand gradually moved to the center of her buttocks, gently lifting her nightgown, and my hand
felt a furry sensation—pubic hair! I was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that my mother-in-law had gone to the bathroom, not only to wipe
away her vaginal fluids but also to remove her cumbersome underwear.

It seemed my mother-in-law couldn't resist such a stimulating game. Now, what a lewd
scene ! Beside my daughter, my mother-in-law was being fondled by her son-in-law, her wet, ever-flowing cunt. And
my daughter, oblivious, smiled contentedly!

My heart pounded faster and faster with tension, but I had to desperately try to hide my breathing, lest
Wenwen notice. I lightly tickled my mother-in-law's anus a few times; she seemed itchy and shook
her large buttocks, as if trying to escape the ravages of my large hand. I chuckled smugly to myself, then continued thrusting towards her
honeyed entrance.

The area I had just wiped wasn't as wet yet, but when I reached the cleft, the warm,
sticky fluid flowed out again. My fingers slid gently back and forth across her vulva,
smearing the fluid all over the mound; the slippery feeling was incredibly pleasurable, and my penis became erect again!

Damn it, Wenwen seemed to notice my change, so I quickly pretended nothing was wrong and used my left hand to
rub Wenwen's small feet against my penis. Wenwen thought I was missing her, and playfully
rubbed . I glanced nervously at my mother-in-law. She didn't look at me, but pretended to be engrossed
in watching TV.

Wenwen also glanced at my mother-in-law and secretly smiled at me. She thought I was worried that my mother-in-law would discover our
little game , but little did she know that I was actually worried that she wouldn't find out about our little game (what a tongue twister).
She continued her little game, amused. I chuckled to myself, pressing Wenwen's soft little feet with my left hand and
rubbing them against my penis, while my right hand didn't stop, continuing to work on my mother-in-law's soft mound.

And so, on a long sofa, the daughter was helping her son-in-law masturbate with her feet, while the son-in-law's lewd
right hand kept digging and probing at his mother-in-law's vulva. What a peculiar scene!

My hand no longer just slid across the surface of my mother-in-law's hairy vulva, but found that tender
opening , and without hesitation slid in, beginning to thrust in and out.

My mother-in-law could no longer remain calm. Her alluring red lips parted slightly, and she quietly exhaled a long breath
. Her vaginal opening contracted sharply, incredibly
gripping . I was extremely curious; I hadn't expected it to be so difficult to insert or remove even with just one finger. Undeterred, I added
another finger and thrust even harder. My mother-in-law's vaginal fluids flowed more and more, and I could clearly see a
wet .

My mother-in-law's breathing gradually became rapid, but fortunately, Wenwen was far enough away that she didn't notice.
I felt the dual pleasure of the wetness of my fingers and the friction of my penis against her small feet, and I quickly became aroused. When I
finally couldn't hold back any longer, Wenwen noticed my change, and her small feet slid up and down
even faster. My hand moved faster and faster inside my mother-in-law's wet vagina. My mother-in-law seemed to be about to climax as well. With three fingers inside, I felt
waves of squeezing and contracting of the vaginal walls.

Finally, in extreme repression, my mother-in-law and I erupted simultaneously, but neither of us dared to make
a sound. I thought I felt a "plop" sound as I ejaculated, but of course, it was just
a hallucination. My mother-in-law's gushing fluids made her afraid to lift her hips, forcing her to press her large
buttocks firmly against her own gushing fluids, barely daring to move. My semen soaked my underwear,
the hot, sticky feeling making me very uncomfortable.

I withdrew my fingers from my mother-in-law's body, glanced at Wenwen, who was winking at me smugly,
unaware that I was the one truly smug!

I discreetly went to the bathroom to wash myself, changed my pants, took a shower, and returned to the living room.
All three of them continued watching TV as if nothing had happened, while I secretly gloated. After a while, Wenwen got sleepy and went to bed, and my mother-in-law followed her. Looking at the large, soaking wet patch

behind her , I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. [Me and My Beautiful Mother-in-Law] (Chapter 8: The Truth Revealed ) The next day, I could still vaguely see the large, dried water stains on the sofa. I chuckled , and then, when Wenwen wasn't around, I gave my mother-in-law a good laugh. My mother-in-law, blushing with embarrassment, angrily removed the sofa cover and went to wash it. In the days that followed, whether out of anger, on purpose, or perhaps out of fear of Wenwen finding out, my mother-in-law seemed to avoid me every day. That night's sofa passion never happened again. Even when watching TV, she would sit alone on another sofa instead of next to me. Wenwen, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy teasing me under her mother's nose , always trying to make me look foolish. But on the other hand, my mother-in-law constantly seduced me with her captivating eyes, always intentionally or unintentionally throwing me flirtatious glances. Seeing my fixed gaze, she would smile sweetly, sometimes even playfully sticking out her little tongue to deliberately lick her sexy red lips, igniting my desire, leaving me utterly helpless. Sometimes she would deliberately wiggle her large, plump buttocks in front of me, making me constantly salivate and swallow hard. I would also try to touch my mother-in-law's plump buttocks or large breasts when Wenwen wasn't around, but she would always skillfully dodge away, escaping far away while giving me a coquettish look. My little brother was miserable; it seemed to be stuck stiffly in my underwear all day, unable to escape, so I had to relieve myself late at night … The unbearable days continued, until finally Wenwen was three months pregnant. Her pregnancy symptoms gradually lessened; the vomiting and dizziness stopped, and the dangerous period was over. I could finally…

I was venting my desires. However, because of the baby in her belly, we couldn't go all the way each time,
so I couldn't be completely satisfied.

On the weekend, the superstitious Wenwen insisted on going to the Ly Temple, which is far from downtown Hangzhou, to pray. I worried she wouldn't be able to
travel by car and tried to dissuade her several times, but Wenwen insisted on going, hoping for good luck. I couldn't persuade her any further, so
I reluctantly agreed.

I thought it would be enough for just the two of us, but Wenwen insisted on bringing her equally superstitious mother-in-law, saying
the three of them should pray together for the baby in her belly, and also get some fresh air in the suburbs, allowing
her mother-in-law, who takes care of us all day, to relax.

The next day, we boarded the tourist bus to the Ly Temple. Gradually, the mountains became more numerous, but the bus ride was still
very smooth. Nestled in the foothills, the Ly Temple was quietly flanked by two peaks, surrounded by lush, verdant forests and ever-changing clouds and mist
—truly a paradise on earth.

After getting off the bus, the three of us passed the "Zhi Chi Xi Tian" screen wall and paused briefly in front of the Li Gong Pagoda.
The clear, cold spring and the majestic Fei Lai Peak nearby were breathtaking.

After passing two pavilions, we arrived at Ly Temple. Whether it was the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the Great Buddha Hall, or the Medicine
King Hall , Wenwen and my mother-in-law knelt devoutly in every place with a Buddha image. I chuckled to myself, thinking,
"There's also a Hall of Five Hundred Arhats; do you want to kneel before them all?"

Just as I was chuckling, Wenwen pulled me to kneel and kowtow with her. I initially refused, but Wenwen insisted, citing her unborn
baby, so I reluctantly knelt and kowtowed with them, even donating two hundred
yuan for incense. Wenwen then went to draw lots and received a very auspicious one, making Wenwen and my mother-in-law extremely happy.

After all that fuss, I was exhausted, and before I knew it, it was noon. After
having a vegetarian meal at the temple and resting briefly, Wenwen, who was already our tour guide, was still eager to explore and insisted on being our
guide, even wanting to climb the nearby Feilai Peak. I tried to dissuade her several times, but Wenwen pouted and clung to
my arm, shaking it vigorously. Seeing my mother-in-law, who rarely goes out, also looking very excited,
I didn't want to spoil their fun and finally agreed.

The tour was finally over, and the sun was already setting. Luckily, we caught the last bus. It was already
late when we boarded, and since it was the last bus, there were only a dozen or so people left. Since there weren't enough
seats for three people side-by-side, and Wenwen said she was tired and wanted to lie down, we sat at the very back
.

Everyone knows the back seats are bumpier, so people chose to sit at the front.
The three rows in front of us were already empty and quiet.

It was completely dark by then. Wenwen seemed genuinely tired; with the car's bumps, she soon
fell asleep with her head on my lap, even snoring softly. My mother-in-law, sitting beside me, leaned against
the window , eyes closed, completely devoid of her earlier excitement. With each gentle breath, her ample breasts
rose and fell slightly.

I was overjoyed: "An opportunity! Now you can't escape, can you? Heh heh!" My hand had already begun to wander to
my mother-in-law's small hand hanging by her side.

My mother-in-law was startled, her eyes snapping open, staring at me in surprise, then her face fell and she gently
shook her head.

I didn't care about her reaction; my mischievous hand had already slid up to my mother-in-law's tightly closed, full thighs
, stroking her stockings. The smooth feel was different from the fleshy sensation of touching her thigh directly; the silky touch
immediately , my erection bulging against my pants. But with Wenwen's
head still resting on my thighs, I dared not move.

My mother-in-law desperately held down my wandering hand with her small hands, preventing me from penetrating deeper into her skirt.
But how could her small strength be stronger than mine? After several struggles, I completely gained the upper hand, and my large hand
continued to advance towards my mother-in-law's secret place.

My mother-in-law, unable to resist the teasing of my large hand, unconsciously and slowly opened her tightly closed thighs,
her small hands loosened, her head involuntarily rested on the back of the seat, her delicate neck stretched out, her eyes closed, not daring
to look at me, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid. Fortunately, the sound of the car engine and the conversations of the people in the car masked her
panting .

My hand finally reached the root of her thigh, gently teasing the soft skin outside my mother-in-law's panties
, and soon felt the wetness. I didn't expect that my mother-in-law would feel it so
quickly under such circumstances. My mother-in-law still kept her eyes closed, not daring to move, but her reaction had already betrayed her feelings.

I skillfully used my fingers to pull aside my mother-in-law's panties, and a large area around her vulva was already wet. Without hesitation, I
inserted my fingers into her wet, fleshy opening and began to probe inside. Streams of her juices
flowed from my fingers with each touch, and soon my hands were covered in my mother-in-law's fluids, slippery and uncomfortably wet.

I withdrew my hand, shaking off the sticky fluids; an indescribable, lewd scent filled the air.
I playfully smeared my hand on my mother-in-law's face. She snapped back, opening her long-closed eyes and
glaring at me. I grinned secretly and casually wrapped my arms around her slender waist.

She struggled briefly but couldn't break free, so she gave up and leaned against me obediently. I turned and pulled her
neck close, kissing her slightly pouting, luscious red lips. My mother-in-law hadn't expected me to kiss her in front of her daughter
and everyone else in the car, and she pushed me away in a panic. Actually, in the darkness, with the high seat back obscuring
the view, who could see? Besides, who would bother turning around and staring at us? Wenwen was fast asleep, even
snoring softly, so there was no need to worry.

This kiss was quite interesting. My mother-in-law and I looked into each other's eyes; I smiled slightly, while her
eyes were wide open in alarm. Feeling her stiffness, I forcefully pushed my tongue into her tightly closed,
soft lips, swirling it wildly inside, intertwining with her delicate lips.

I was increasingly enjoying the thrill of being discovered by others, especially my wife—Wenwen—at any moment.
My tongue occasionally brushed against her neat teeth and fleshy tongue. Gradually, her stiff
body relaxed, and her tongue began to respond, kissing me deeply.

After a long while, our lips parted. My mother-in-law suppressed her breaths, her face flushed, looking at
me intently, her eyes misty with deep affection, her full breasts heaving rapidly, causing waves
of flesh to ripple. In the dim light, it made me dizzy.

As I gazed lovingly at my mother-in-law, I didn't hesitate to gently
unzip , pull aside my underwear, and drag out my already throbbing, bulging, and throbbing penis
. It sprang out, seemingly nodding defiantly, its smooth, mushroom-shaped, purplish-red
glans glistening even in the dim light, as if greeting my mother-in-law.

My mother-in-law, clearly surprised by my outrageous act in broad daylight, stared wide-eyed
, her mouth agape, almost crying out. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looking at me incredulously. I stroked
my penis a couple of times, making it even harder. Looking at Wenwen, still asleep on my lap, I grinned
triumphantly at my mother-in-law, then took her small hand from her mouth and placed it on my erect, burning penis.
She tried to pull her delicate hand away, but I held on tightly, refusing to let go.

My mother-in-law had been defeated by me time and again, and this time was no exception. Helpless, she could only reach out and grasp my burning
, throbbing penis. But to my annoyance, she was clearly wary of
Wenwen's head, which was only a few centimeters away from my penis and her small hand; she cautiously held onto it tightly, afraid to make any other movement.

I had no choice but to hold her hand and guide her to stroke my foreskin, once, twice, gradually increasing
the pace…

Feeling her hand no longer passive but becoming active, I released her and closed my eyes
to enjoy it . Although she didn't dare to stroke quickly, the slow, rhythmic motion was very pleasant.
Not to be outdone, I grabbed her breasts. Even through her clothes and bra, their amazing softness still felt
incredibly good, but I still dared not make a sound, simply quietly savoring the pleasure her soft little hand
brought me.

However, later, this slow pace became increasingly unsatisfying, so I held her hand again and quickly
stroked it, forcing her to speed up her movements as well. But after a while, I didn't know if it was because the environment prevented
me from getting into the mood, or because my mother-in-law's small hands couldn't give me enough pleasure. My penis
was getting hotter and harder, but the urge to ejaculate was still nowhere to be found.

I was sweating profusely, staring longingly at my mother-in-law. She leaned close to my ear and
whispered almost inaudibly, "You naughty little Jian, you've got some nerve. Are you satisfied now, hehe!"

I was already feeling frustrated and even more annoyed. I whispered, "Mom,
are just going to watch me suffer like this? Why don't you give me oral sex?"

My mother-in-law opened her mouth in shock. Before she could react, I grabbed
her head and forced it towards my crotch. She stubbornly refused to lower her head. I threatened her, "Mom, don't
move! If you move again, Wenwen will wake up!"

Hearing this, my mother-in-law glanced at Wenwen, then dared not struggle any longer. She opened her small mouth and first
licked the urethral opening of my large penis with her tongue. However, having not showered all day, it definitely had a fishy smell. My mother-in-law
reluctantly stuck out her tongue and spat twice, probably unaccustomed to the smell of my penis. I
ignored her and pressed her head down. Helpless, my mother-in-law had no choice but to obediently open her small mouth and take
my glans in.

This feeling was indeed different from being touched with a hand; the feeling of being surrounded by a warm, moist cavity was
much, much more comfortable than being touched with a hand. I felt so comfortable that I wanted to shout, but obviously I couldn't. So, in revenge, I used my hand to control
my mother-in-law 's rhythm, pressing down repeatedly.

My mother-in-law's technique was becoming increasingly skilled; her tongue constantly circled the glans,
and varied. Because Wenwen was right next to me, I didn't dare press my mother-in-law's head any lower, but even so,
the head of my penis would occasionally touch her throat. My mother-in-law carefully dared not make any sound,
not even the usual "smack" sounds of licking and sucking, which made her movements even more difficult. The
saliva couldn't be spat out, so it slowly flowed down my penis, past my scrotum, and
onto my buttocks and underwear.

My mother-in-law understandingly used one hand to stroke the base of my penis, while the other hand held my testicles
and rubbed them incessantly, her mouth taking it deeper and deeper, each time hitting the small cartilage in my throat.

Watching my mother-in-law's hair swaying between my legs, listening nervously to the sounds coming from the front of the car, feeling
my penis being deeply sucked in her mouth, this dual stimulation of physiology and psychology made me
unable to hold back any longer and I ejaculated in my mother-in-law's mouth, slowly shooting my semen into her mouth. My mother-in-law slowly raised
her head , looking at me with resentment. In the dim light, I could clearly see
a white, cloudy liquid slowly dripping from my mother-in-law's swollen lips —a scene of extreme lewdness.

She turned her head, trying to find a place to spit out the semen, but the car windows were sealed, and there was nowhere for
her to do so. I smiled wickedly, reached out and pinched her lips, forcing her to swallow
. The gurgling sound she made as she swallowed pleased me greatly.

I carefully zipped up my pants; it was wet and uncomfortable inside, but I had no choice but to endure it. Wanting
to see my mother-in-law's reaction, I reached down and scooped up some more semen from her crotch. My hand, covered in her juices, was again very pleased with
her reaction; she was becoming increasingly sensitive.

This time, however, my mother-in-law quickly slapped my hand away without hesitation, whispering, "We're almost there, don't
do anything naughty !"

I looked up and realized that, without noticing, the car had already traveled for over an hour and we were already in
the city. I patted Wenwen's little face: "Wenwen, wake up, we're home!"

Wenwen opened her sleepy eyes and rubbed them, still looking like she hadn't woken up properly. I rubbed
my thigh, which had gone numb from her weight, and said, "You idiot, you've made my legs numb!"

Wenwen stuck out her tongue at me sheepishly and winked. I pretended to laugh and cry, patting
her with a speechless expression, but actually I was incredibly pleased with myself. My mother-in-law glared at me, disapproving of
my pretentious behavior. I chuckled and pulled Wenwen out of the car.

After a quick dinner at home, Wenwen was exhausted from a long day, and my mother-in-law and I felt
sorry for her. We urged her to go to sleep, and I went to bed with her early. Wenwen quickly
drifted off sleep, and I don't know what she was dreaming about, but her lips curved upwards in a sweet smile, making her look incredibly cute.
I couldn't resist giving Wenwen a gentle kiss on her smooth cheek.

I turned off the bedside lamp and lay on my side next to Wenwen, gazing at her delicate, rosy face, unable to fall asleep.
A face strikingly similar to my mother-in-law's gradually materialized into her likeness, her alluring eyes smiling at me
as if saying, "Come on, Xiaojian, come and do Mommy's!"

The image of my mother-in-law giving me oral sex in the car that afternoon flashed through my mind, and my penis hardened again
, growing increasingly hot and restless. Suppressing my desire, I forced myself to sleep, but my mind only
became more alert, and my mouth was dry. Frustrated, I tossed and turned, finally getting up to go to the kitchen for a drink of water
.

After drinking, I drowsily prepared to return to my room, but then I heard faint
noises coming from my mother-in-law's bedroom. I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past one o'clock. What was my mother-in-law up to?

Curiosity piqued, I tiptoed to the door of my mother-in-law's bedroom. The light was off. I gently pushed
the door; it wasn't closed properly and opened easily. Through the dim light, I saw my mother-in-law covered by
the blanket seemingly motionless. I turned to go back, when suddenly a faint moan
reached my ears. I froze, then turned back to look more closely. This time, I saw the blanket trembling slightly
!

There was something else under the blanket! Overjoyed, I carefully closed the door and stealthily made my way to
the bed . My mother-in-law, lost in thought, was completely unaware of my arrival. The soft moans
continued, and her lithe body writhed slightly beneath the blanket.

Finally, I reached the bedside. Clearly, my mother-in-law was masturbating! I held my breath, and my right hand slipped under
the blanket, accurately finding my mother-in-law's plump buttocks as she gently writhed. My mother-in-law froze, then cried out in surprise
, sitting up abruptly. The blanket slipped down, revealing her full upper body.

She clearly hadn't expected me to be so bold as to come to her bedroom after she had gone to sleep. When she saw
it was me, my mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized her embarrassing situation and quickly
tried to cover herself with the blanket.

How could I let her have her way? I yanked back the blanket, only to find my mother-in-law completely
naked , her fair body sprawled on the bed. The dim light from the window shone through the curtains
, giving her delicate skin a subtle glow. For a woman in her forties, her skin was so well-maintained—truly admirable!

Naturally, my gaze fell on my mother-in-law's crotch, and I was shocked to see
a large object inserted into her vagina. My mother-in-law seemed to sense my gaze, and embarrassedly curled up,
crossing her arms to cover her exposed breasts, her legs bent and crossed,
her head bowed , as if trying to bury it in her body. She stammered, "Xiao Jian... how... how did you
get in... get out... get out..."

How could I possibly let go of the meat that was already in my mouth? I smiled wickedly, a smile that terrified my mother-in-law. I
chuckled and whispered, "Mom, what's that stuck in your little cunt? So slutty, I can smell
your stench from outside the door."

My mother-in-law whispered, "N-nothing..."

I teased, "Nothing? Okay, let me see!"

Saying this, I stepped forward and tried to pry open my mother-in-law's closed, snow-white thighs. My mother-in-law, shy and
unwilling . Left with no other choice, I resorted to shamelessness and pounced on her. This time, my mother-in-law could no longer hold back
and collapsed before me once more. I reached out and touched it; it was a cucumber.

It turned out that the scene in the car hadn't satisfied my mother-in-law's strong desires, and she hadn't brought a vibrator with her when she came to our new home to take care
of Wenwen . My mother-in-law 's empty vagina needed filling, her unfulfilled desires needed release,
so she took a cucumber from the kitchen to replace my penis and soothe her thirsty vagina.

I laughed and said, "Mom, now that you have my big penis, you don't need this thing anymore!"

With that, I yanked the cucumber out of her vagina with a "plop," and I stared in surprise
at the cucumber, covered in milky white juice. The bumpy little bumps clearly touched her
sensitive , and she couldn't help but cry out, a long moan like a sob. I couldn't resist gripping my
own burning desire and thrusting it into her vagina, using the cucumber as a vibrator and shoving it into her open
mouth as she moaned.

She groaned softly. My pent-up desire from the night was released; I didn't care
what felt, thrusting in and out rapidly and violently, each time all the way in, each time piercing her heart. My mother-in-law was so happy she wanted to scream,
and in her excitement, she even bit off the cucumber that was in her mouth!

Since Wenwen was still home, we didn't dare to make a sound. The only sounds in the room were
the "plop" of my big cock thrusting in her tender hole and the "slap" of flesh colliding. My mother-in-law clenched her
teeth tightly, suppressing any moans. Later, because the bed was making too much noise, I flipped her
over and made her lie face down on the edge of the bed. I stood behind her and kept thrusting!

This position was my favorite, but also the one I couldn't hold back. Soon, I ejaculated
powerfully inside her vagina. Having successfully ambush her, I went back to my room to sleep, leaving my mother-in-law, limp and lost in thought, by the bedside…

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Wenwen's belly grew increasingly protruding, her figure began to change, and her health improved. She stopped vomiting and
feeling dizzy , so she went back to work, but no longer as a tour guide; she just did simple
clerical work at a travel agency.

My happy days returned. I often took advantage of Wenwen's work breaks to go home and have affairs with my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law
's immunity to me was getting lower and lower; she no longer resisted my teasing and always reciprocated. Meanwhile, Wenwen's desire seemed to increase after
she became pregnant ; every night she would cling to me for intimacy.

I happily juggled these two women, enjoying myself immensely each day. During the day, I had passionate sex with my mother-in-law,
and at night I would make love gently with my wife. These two different experiences gave me immense pleasure.

That afternoon, as usual, I went to the company, made an excuse to go out on business, and secretly slipped home.
Opening the door, I saw my mother-in-law, who had just finished her afternoon nap, happily doing aerobics in her pajamas in the living room—
one of the secrets to her excellent figure.

Seeing me return, she feigned reproach, saying, "Xiao Jian, why aren't you at work?
Coming home so early again, always thinking about bad things."

I was taken aback, then pretended not to care and turned to leave, saying, "You said it, then I'll go run my business
!"

My mother-in-law didn't expect me to be so decisive and said angrily, "Fine, fine, go ahead, go ahead. All you ever think about is
my health... If you want to leave, then go!" Although she told me to leave, I could clearly hear a hint
of reluctance in her voice.

I turned back and smiled, "How could I leave, Mom? I came back specifically to see you!"

My mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief when she saw I wasn't leaving, but said irritably, "What else could you possibly want from me? You're
only thinking about my health, not me as a person!" Her tone was like that of a wife coaxing her husband.

I rushed over and hugged my mother-in-law tightly, saying ingratiatingly, "How could that be? Mom, I love you so much. In my
heart , you and Wenwen are the people I love most! I love your heart, and of course, I love your body too!"

My mother-in-law pushed me away, saying, "Go away, don't hug me. I'm all sweaty and uncomfortable. Let me take
a shower !"

I pulled my mother-in-law, who was about to take a shower, onto the sofa, saying, "Don't shower. I love
the smell of you when you're sweaty!"

"Pervert!" my mother-in-law struggled while cursing with seductive eyes.

I chuckled, turned my mother-in-law's body to her side, and my lewd hand climbed up to her breasts, kneading them back and forth like a
toy . Even through her pajamas and bra, I could still see those two round, soft mounds
constantly changing shape under my pressure. My mother-in-law was panting heavily from my ministrations, struggling to slap my hand away: "
You bad boy !"

I pressed my entire body against hers, kneading her a few more times before releasing my
large hand from her breasts and moving it downwards, past her slender waist and rounded buttocks, finally stopping at her full, smooth,
and elastic thighs, stroking

them back and forth. My stubble-covered lips kissed her snow-white neck, my wet tongue licking incessantly
. The faint salty taste of her sweat filled my mouth, and the faint scent of shampoo mixed with her slightly
sour, sweaty fragrance deeply stimulated me. I licked her entire body, finally moving to her cherry lips,
and passionately kissed her already aroused mother-in-law.

My large hand was no longer content to remain on her smooth thighs, and began to gently scratch the inner thighs. This was
my mother-in-law's sensitive spot, and soon her breathing became rapid, her legs nervously clamping my wicked
hand, refusing to let me move any further.

So I abandoned my position on her thighs and began my assault on my mother-in-law's most crucial spot. Her mons pubis
was very high; calling it a "high ground" was no exaggeration. I directly pulled down her panties, my fingers tugging at her
butterfly -like labia. Soon, her vulva was wet.

I then pulled her delicate hand to my crotch, where she obediently and deftly unbuckled
my belt and zipper, freeing my erection, which she began to stroke incessantly.

With the preparations nearly complete, my mother-in-law and I were both completely naked before we knew it.
Excited, I was about to mount her when suddenly the phone on the corner cabinet next to the sofa rang, startling both of us
.

Regaining her composure, my mother-in-law struggled to push me away and got up to answer the phone. She slightly raised her upper body, kneeling on
the sofa—a perfect "old man pushing a cart" position! I knelt behind my mother-in-law, stretched out my hands
, and reached under her lower back to gently knead her large, sagging breasts.

My mother-in-law turned and glared at me, as if to say, "I'm on the phone, don't mess around." I didn't care. I straightened up and
began slapping my large penis against her smooth, firm, round buttocks, making a "slap, slap"
sound .

My mother-in-law adjusted her breathing and picked up the phone: "Hello...who is it...oh...it's Wenwen
...what's up?"

Hearing it was Wenwen, I became even more excited. Doing it while my mother-in-law was on the phone with my wife—the thought alone was
exhilarating . My penis, which had been slapping against her buttocks, no longer hesitated. I found my target, and my engorged
, purplish-red glans parted the two drooping, wrinkled labia.

My mother-in-law seemed to sense my movement, fidgeting with her plump buttocks, trying to shake off my thrusting
penis, but she maintained her usual calm and gentle tone: "Hmm...aren't you going to cook?...
Hmm...I have a dinner party tonight..."

How could I let this opportunity slip away? I pressed my hands firmly against her wide, plump buttocks, parting
her labia, and thrust forward. With a "plop," her already wet vagina
was filled by my large penis.

Suddenly violated, my mother-in-law couldn't bear the intense sensation of her vagina being filled, her body jerked forward,
and she couldn't help but cry out "Ah!" But then she realized something was wrong, and only managed a half-hearted "Ah," forcibly suppressing the intense
pleasure of my rapid thrusting, the rest of the sound stuck in her throat.

I vaguely heard Wenwen repeatedly asking on the phone, "Mom...Mom...Are you listening? What's wrong?
Mom? What happened?"

My mother-in-law's voice trembled slightly, "It's nothing, Mom just twisted her ankle!"

Hearing Wenwen's voice, I became even more rampant, thrusting into my mother-in-law harder and faster,
my right hand reaching for her most sensitive clitoris, rubbing it quickly with some of her vaginal fluid. In the tension, my mother-in-law
's delicate body trembled violently like a leaf in a storm.

But I greatly admired my mother-in-law's composure; although her body was already experiencing unbearable pleasure, trembling like she had a seizure
. But her voice remained calm as always; unless you listened carefully, you couldn't detect the slightest tremor.
She was still concerned about Wenwen: "When you go to the restaurant, be careful, you can't eat XX..."

Finally, she hung up the phone. My mother-in-law turned around and angrily shouted, "What are you doing, Xiao Jian! This is outrageous!
You came in while Wenwen and I were on the phone, are you trying to kill your mother? If Wenwen finds out,
none of us will want to live! Remember, Wenwen is pregnant now! You absolutely can't let her be upset...
Ah... Ah... So good... You've hit my sweet spot... Ah..."

I ignored her and didn't answer, just thrusting hard from behind. My mother-in-law's large buttocks and my
pubic bone collided violently, making a loud "slap slap slap" sound. My mother-in-law's accusations turned into loud moans:
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... You're killing me... Ah..."

I panted heavily as I asked, "Mom, do you like Xiao Jian fucking you?"

"I like it...I like it...Mommy likes it when her son fucks me hard...ah...I like it..."

Hearing this, I became even more excited: "Like what?"

"I like being fucked by you, being fucked by my son's big cock..."

"Fuck what?" I continued to ask. I straightened my upper body and attacked even more fiercely.

"Ah...fuck my little cunt, fuck Mommy's little slutty cunt, fuck Mommy's little cunt until it's ruined...ah..."

With a long moan, my mother-in-law's body went limp, and the hands that had been supporting her upper body fell limply down
. Her entire upper body collapsed weakly onto the sofa, making her already abnormally large buttocks
stick up . I could only feel her cunt twitching and sucking at my glans, as if trying to
pull my glans all the way into her uterus. An incomparably comfortable feeling traveled from my glans to my brain.

I didn't expect my mother-in-law to reach orgasm so quickly. Perhaps it was the double
pleasure made my mother-in-law unable to bear it, which is why she reached orgasm so quickly! Encouraged by this strange stimulation, I became even more
aggressive, resorting to relentless thrusts, each one slamming into my mother-in-law's
cervix . She was lost in ecstasy, her loud moans ceasing, only involuntary
"oh oh" sounds escaping her lips as I pounded into her.

Soon, a tingling sensation coursed through my glans, causing it to swell violently. My mother-in-law finally seemed to snap out of her daze, sensing my state, and began to respond passionately, her hips arching back in rhythm
with my movements , colliding violently with my body. I couldn't help but shout, "Mom, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!!" She turned to look into my eyes, screaming, "Cum, cum, cum inside Mom's womb, let Mom give Xiao Jian a son!" Hearing these lewd sounds, feeling the increasingly intense tingling sensation, my glans throbbed, and a gush of heat erupted, followed by a second, a third… shooting deep into the depths of my mother-in-law's body . I collapsed weakly onto my mother-in-law's back, her buttocks twitching slightly as my limp penis withdrew from her body. She turned and lay on her side beside me, reaching for a tissue from the coffee table to wipe her soaked genitals. Then she gently embraced me, burying her face in my heaving chest, her arms wrapped around my back, her furry mound pressing against my pelvis, her legs crossed and entwined around mine, like a newlywed wife embracing me after the passion of marriage. After a while, having calmed down, I gently stroked my mother-in-law's soft breasts and couldn't help but say, "Mom, I felt so good just now!" My mother-in-law softly replied, "Mom felt so good too!" I remembered what my mother-in-law had said earlier when she unconsciously cried out that she wanted to give me a son, and asked, " Mom , do you want to give me a son?" My mother-in-law sighed and said, "Yes, I do. Actually, I've always been jealous of Wenwen, having a man like you who loves her so much. It's a pity you're not my husband, you're my daughter's husband! Not to mention whether I can have more children, I'm already so old. Even if I did have one, what would he call you? Brother-in-law? Or Dad?" I laughed, "Haha, that would be quite funny!" Then I said seriously, "Mom, in my heart, you and Wenwen are both my wives. Although I can't give you a formal title, I will always treat you like a wife!" At this moment, I noticed that my mother-in-law's eyes were wet. She sighed, "Mom's getting old, I don't know how many more years I can take care of you. Actually, as long as you have me in your heart, I'm content! It's a pity I couldn't have met you sooner! Sigh!" I said affectionately, "You're not old, Mom, you're not old at all. Even when you're old, I'll always love you and take care of you!" My mother-in-law choked up a little, then said worriedly, "But we can't go on like this! If we do , Wenwen will find out sooner or later, especially now that she's pregnant. We can't let her find out, or I don't know what the consequences will be! The three of us, including the baby in her belly, won't know how we'll survive!" I was also uneasy, but I still comforted my mother-in-law, saying, "Don't worry ..." "Well, Mom, how could Wenwen have thought about us ? I bet she'd never suspect her husband was having an affair with you." My mother-in-law seemed a little calmer and said, "Okay, but today was really dangerous. If Wenwen had noticed something, it would have been terrible. Don't do this again. I think we shouldn't do it at home anymore. If Wenwen suddenly came back and saw us like this, everything would be over! If you want your mother to stay home , let's do it outside. It's safer that way, and Wenwen won't find out. Besides, don't you like the feeling of having sex in the wild?" Hearing my mother-in-law say something like "having sex in the wild" surprised me greatly. This shows how influential Japanese AV is. I laughed and agreed, "Okay, in that case, let's go out and make love from now on. I'll fuck you hard in front of strangers! Besides, don't you like the feeling of being outdoors? I wonder who gets so wet outside? I wonder who comes so quickly in the wild? I bet it's you, Mom! Tell me, do you like people watching you make love?" My mother-in-law shyly punched my chest with her small hands, protesting, "Pah, pah, you're the one who likes being watched while making love!" I grabbed my mother-in-law's small hand, "In that case, let's do it one last time at home!" Then I bent down and sucked on my mother-in-law's brown nipple, beginning the second round of conquest... We went crazy all afternoon, and in the evening, Wenwen called home again to say that a colleague was having a birthday party and she was going to sing at a karaoke bar, and wouldn't be back until very late. I tried to stop Wenwen from going because the karaoke bar was very noisy and the air was bad, which was bad for the fetus. But Wenwen said in a coquettish tone that she would turn the volume down, and that most of the people there were women, so no one would smoke. I reluctantly agreed. There was no way I could refuse; Wenwen has always loved singing, and she certainly wouldn't miss such an opportunity. Besides, she's always been a karaoke queen, and I couldn't persuade her otherwise. After dinner with my mother-in-law, I sat quietly on the sofa with her, watching TV like a loving couple chatting. It was already seven o'clock, and most channels were showing news. My mother-in-law tuned in to a channel showing Taiwanese soap opera and watched it with great interest. After a while, I grew bored and glanced sideways at my mother-in-law, engrossed in the drama. I saw her eyes widen...

Her eyes were large, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her bright red lips were slightly pouting, and
the deep cleavage beneath her nightgown revealed her high, firm breasts that rose and fell gently with her breath. The sight aroused me, and my desire surged once more.

Suddenly, I grabbed my mother-in-law by the back of her legs with one hand and wrapped the other around her neck, lifting her up in my arms and
carrying her to her bedroom. My mother-in-law was startled by my sudden movement and scolded, "What are you doing? Xiao Jian!
Always scaring your mother like this!" But her hands instinctively wrapped around my neck, holding me tightly.

I threw her onto the bed, her limbs outstretched, her eyes filled with seductive allure.
Her unguarded state made me unable to resist pouncing on her. I roamed over her alluring naked body, sometimes reaching her peaks, sometimes
traversing her plains, sometimes exploring her depths.

My mother-in-law quickly became breathless from my caresses, holding my head and wanting to kiss me, refusing to let me tease her any further.
I pried open my mother-in-law's labia with my tongue and kissed her deeply. Even after we finally separated, my
tongue didn't leave her alone, occasionally nibbling her earlobe, licking her neck, and then teasing her large areolas
. My mother-in-law groaned loudly.

By this time, my penis was rock hard, desperately needing a warm embrace. So I turned around
and began teasing my mother-in-law's sensitive areas. I first
stroked , which, now grown, was no longer prickly and was very soft.

Parting the thicket, I found the dazzling clitoris hidden deep within, half-peeking
out curiously. I pulled back the foreskin and gently touched it with my fingers. This was my mother-in-law's
most sensitive spot; how could she bear it? She screamed hysterically, kicking her legs wildly, her hands tightly
gripping my head, pressing it desperately against her mons pubis as if my head were my penis.

While fiercely resisting my mother-in-law's hands, I bit down on her unique,
butterfly-shaped labia, sucking hard on them while thrusting my hips, bringing my thick, long
penis to her lips. My mother-in-law, understanding my feelings, reached out and grasped my erection, ruthlessly
stroking it a few times. My penis, greatly stimulated, throbbed in her hand.

She extended her smooth tongue and licked the head of my penis; the cool, fragrant touch made it
twitch, as if encouraging her. She opened her mouth and slowly took my head in
, her tongue circling it. Feeling my penis enter a moist cavity,
I couldn't help but begin thrusting. My mother-in-law sucked on my head tightly, preventing it from going any further, but this created a
unique flavor, and I, feeling pleasure, began to reciprocate even more vigorously.

My mother-in-law's vaginal fluids flowed continuously from her cleft, like an inexhaustible hot spring,
flowing down her anus to the depths of her buttocks. I opened my mouth and swallowed it all like drinking nectar,
then inserted one finger into her mysterious spring, probing back and forth, then two, three, four.
Finally, I inserted the fingers of my other hand into my mother-in-law's anus.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "smack" sound at the bedroom door. I turned around and was stunned...

(To be continued)

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Sorry to keep you waiting. This chapter is messy and incoherent. I actually finished writing it two days ago, a
long and splendid 10,000 words, but an error occurred when I posted it, and all my hard work from two nights
was wasted. This is a rewrite, and because I was in a bad mood, it was written hastily. Please forgive me.

Typing is tiring, but the most tiring part isn't the typing itself, but rather making the writing more engaging—that
's incredibly difficult. I only now realize how hard writing is; I'm at a loss for words.

Writing something new about the same sex scenes is beyond my skill level. I admire those who
can , and I've also experienced the difficulty of innovation. So, I can only try to add some differences to the plot.
If you enjoy reading this, please support me! I've really considered abandoning this story;
without support, I don't know how I could have persevered to the end!

This chapter mentions buses again, a little fetish of mine, and it's based on a true story, but the female protagonist
isn't my mother-in-law, but my ex-girlfriend. Once, on a long-distance bus, my girlfriend gave me oral sex; the details are mostly true
. I'll share some of our various attempts with her when I have the chance.

Chapter Nine : Reconciliation **********

... ********** ... I don't know why this happens. Maybe subconsciously, such stimulation can better arouse the deepest ! (This is complete nonsense. Most people would only experience erectile dysfunction at this point. It's just for dramatic effect, don't take it too seriously.)

My mother-in-law, oblivious to the situation, continued to lick and suck my thick, hard penis
, her tongue circling the glans and sucking on it like an ice pop, making unpleasant "smack
" sounds. Her small hands slid back and forth at the base of my penis and kneaded my scrotum. The overwhelming psychological
shock and boundless physical pleasure made me ejaculate uncontrollably. With each throbbing of my penis,
large gushes of semen gushed into my mother-in-law's throat like a fountain.

She clearly hadn't expected me to ejaculate so quickly; caught off guard, she choked on the sudden spray
and coughed violently. Between coughs, she scolded, "Xiao Jian, why
did you ejaculate so quickly today? You almost choked me to death!" Her voice was incredibly seductive; normally, it would have
driven me wild with desire, but now it terrified me even more.

But my mother-in-law seemed unsatisfied. Right in front of me, she swallowed the semen with a "gulp,"
saying in a coquettish voice, "Xiao Jian's semen is the best! Mommy's already swallowed it all. Xiao Jian, do you want to eat Mommy
's juices?" As she spoke, she brought her mons pubis closer to my head, then grabbed my half-erect
penis, trying to revive it. But after that scare, how could I possibly get hard again?

Seeing my silence and sensing my stiffness and limpness, my mother-in-law curiously
peeked out from between my legs, following my gaze to the doorway, and said, "What's wrong? You…" Suddenly,
her voice trailed off as if stuck in her throat.

Unlike my stunned silence, my mother-in-law reacted quickly, forcefully pushing me away and
frantically trying to put on her clothes. Only then did I come to my senses, frantically searching for my underwear. The two of us ended up in a chaotic mess.
Wenwen stood frozen in the doorway, unable to stand any longer, leaning against the doorframe and watching us. Gradually
, her eyes filled with tears.

The more she rushed, the more chaotic things became. My mother-in-law searched for a long time but couldn't put on her underwear and bra. In desperation, she
wrapped herself in a towel and rushed towards the door, crying, "Wenwen, listen to Mom..."

Wenwen seemed to realize what was happening, tears streaming down her face. She turned and ran, all the way to
our bedroom, slamming the door shut. A wail came from inside.

I finally managed to put on my underwear, then hurriedly pulled on my clothes as I ran. My mother-in-law realized
the situation was hopeless and began to sob softly. I patted her shoulder comfortingly, gesturing for her
to get dressed first, then went to the bedroom door.

Actually, I was completely flustered and had no idea how to handle the situation, but my mother-in-law and
Wenwen's condition forced me to calm down. I tried the door lock, but it was already locked from the inside.
I could only knock on the door and call out, "Wenwen, open the door, please. Let's talk, okay? I'll explain!" But
there was no response from inside except for the crying.

My mother-in-law also walked to my side, sobbing, her shoulders shaking as she looked at me helplessly, her eyes filled with despair and
regret. I gritted my teeth and kept calling inside, "Wenwen, please open the door! I want to explain
everything !" I called countless times, but the door remained closed, and the crying inside gradually subsided and stopped.

I grew anxious, afraid that Wenwen would do something foolish. I pulled my mother-in-law's seemingly limp body away from the doorway and
started banging on it. After banging on it a dozen times, my shoulders burned with pain, but the door remained firmly
shut The newly renovated door was indeed sturdy! I quickly grabbed my toolbox, found a bunch of pliers and screwdrivers,
and started prying the door open.

With tremendous effort, I finally managed to open the door after five minutes. By then, I was covered in
sweat , but I didn't care anymore and rushed into the bedroom.

Thankfully, I breathed a sigh of relief. Wenwen was just lying face down on the bed, her body convulsing and softly
sobbing , the pillow under her head soaked with tears.

Once inside, I didn't know what to say, I just... I gently sat down beside Wenwen, softly
patting back. Wenwen visibly stiffened, then suddenly burst into tears again. I
knew saying anything now would be superfluous, so I simply said nothing, just gently patted her back to
comfort her.

My mother-in-law stood timidly at the bedroom door, hesitant to come in or not. Her regret
was palpable, tears welling in her eyes. Her usually beautiful face had lost its luster, her rosy
cheeks appearing ashen.

After what seemed like an eternity, Wenwen's sobs subsided and finally stopped. Her sobs ceased.
I leaned closer and saw that the exhausted Wenwen had unknowingly fallen asleep.

I looked back at my mother-in-law's dejected face and whispered, "Mom, go back to sleep. I'll stay here and
watch over Wenwen."

My mother-in-law nodded numbly and dragged her heavy steps back to her bedroom. Looking at
Wenwen, who was already fast asleep , I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. My mind was a jumbled mess, filled with regret and worry.

How was I going to explain this completely unacceptable truth to Wenwen tomorrow? Would she do something foolish or
suicidal? What about the baby in her belly? What would happen to my mother-in-law? I sighed deeply and collapsed onto
the bed .

The next morning, having not slept a wink all night, I went to wash my face and
clear . I saw my mother-in-law coming out of the bedroom. She had clearly not slept all night either; her face was haggard, her eyes
bloodshot, and her once rosy complexion was now sallow. Her hair
was disheveled and hanging loosely over her shoulders, and she glanced at me listlessly.

I was stunned. Was this really my mother-in-law, who looked only in her early thirties and radiated youthful energy?
She looked like she had aged more than ten years! Impulsively, I grabbed my mother-in-law's hand: "Mom!"

She gently but firmly pulled her hands away and walked into the bathroom without a word.

It's all my fault! It's all my fault that my wife and mother-in-law are like this now! I was
filled with remorse.

After my mother-in-law came out, she didn't look at me again, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. I glanced at her
back , knowing clearly in my heart that our story was over, just like that.

After leaving the bathroom, I saw that Wenwen was still asleep, so I called her workplace and told her that Wenwen
wasn't feeling well and asked for a day off. Then I sat down on the sofa, starting to think about how to comfort Wenwen.

Finally, Wenwen got up, her eyes red and swollen. My mother-in-law brought the breakfast she had prepared to the table, and I
went to call Wenwen to eat. Wenwen sat down at the table with a gloomy face, looking at the bowl in front of her. As if remembering
something, large tears began to fall again. My mother-in-law and I looked at Wenwen with heartache, but we didn't know
how to comfort her. My mother-in-law picked up a fried egg and put it on Wenwen's plate, but this action completely enraged

the crying Wenwen. Wenwen suddenly stood up, pointed at my mother-in-law, and cried hysterically, "Get out ! Get out! It's all your fault! Jian Ge used to be so good to me. It's only after you came that he became like . It wasn't enough that you cheated on Dad, now you're trying to seduce my husband! Get out!" My mother-in-law and I were stunned. I stared speechlessly at Wenwen's distorted face, while my mother-in-law was first shocked, then lowered her head sadly. After Wenwen finished yelling, she couldn't take it anymore, pushed away the stool, turned around, and ran back to our bedroom, bursting into tears. I quickly followed her, not knowing what to say or not, and just patted her shoulder comfortingly. But Wenwen pushed my hand away, sat up abruptly, and pushed me out, yelling, "You get out too! Get out of here!" I was afraid of hurting the baby in her womb; such extreme emotions were extremely harmful to the child, so I didn't dare to try to persuade her anymore. Perhaps calming down would be better. Helplessly, I was pushed out of the bedroom by Wenwen. When we got to the living room, I found that my mother-in-law was also gone. I quickly went to her bedroom to check, and there she was, sobbing as she packed her clothes. I exclaimed in shock, "Mom, what are you doing? Wenwen was just saying that out of anger, don't take it to heart, she'll be fine once she calms down !" My mother-in-law seemed to have figured something out, and looked up at me, saying, "We were wrong, we've hurt Wenwen so much we can't go on like this anymore. I'll leave your lives and stop causing you trouble!" "Mom!" "Don't say anything more, a mistake is a mistake, this is the price we pay for our mistakes!" "Mom!" I didn't know what to say anymore, I just kept calling out to my mother-in-law. "Right now, all I'm worried about is Wenwen and the baby in her belly. I'm sorry I couldn't . Forgive my cowardice..." My mother-in-law sobbed uncontrollably. After a moment, she calmed herself slightly and continued, "From now on, I won't be by your side. You must take good care of Wenwen!" Hearing my mother-in-law's words, which seemed to be an attempt to escape, I felt no hatred. Instead, my heart was filled with worry and reluctance. I called out again, "Mom! Don't go!" "Don't worry, I won't do anything foolish. And if I stay here, Wenwen will never forgive me. Only when I leave can you go back to your old life." Go back to the way things were? I stood there, lost in thought. No, it would never be the same again. At this moment, my mother-in-law had finished packing her suitcase and walked up to me, saying with deep emotion, "Xiao Jian, goodbye. Although things have turned out this way, I don't regret falling in love with you. It's just that we're sorry to Wenwen..." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. Unable to maintain her composure any longer, she couldn't continue. Dragging she rushed out the door. I was stunned by her words. Before I could react, she was already gone. I hesitated, then gave up the idea of chasing after her. Back in the house, Wenwen's sobs still drifted in. I collapsed onto the sofa, utterly dejected . God, was this the outcome I wanted—a separation from my wife and mother?! I buried my face in my hands, sinking into deep sorrow. I don't know how much time passed, but through a hazy vision, I saw my mother-in-law return, smiling. Wenwen, as if nothing had happened, was also smiling and talking to her. Only then did my heart finally settle down. Suddenly, the scene shifted. Wenwen and her mother-in-law's expressions changed drastically, and they began arguing loudly. I couldn't hear a word they were saying. I desperately wanted to intervene, but I couldn't move my feet. Just then, Wenwen pushed her mother-in-law aside, ran to the balcony, opened the window, and jumped out… I screamed and jolted awake, only to realize it was all a dream. I then realized I had fallen asleep without even noticing. Covered in sweat, I breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, I thought of Wenwen and quickly sat up , only to find a towel covering me. I quickly stood up to check on Wenwen. I went to the bedroom and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. At least she had stopped crying, which relieved me. Wenwen didn't say anything when she saw me, just glanced at me, seemingly lost in thought. I called out, "Wenwen..." Wenwen still didn't speak, she just stared at me quietly, her eyes empty and lifeless. What kind of eyes were those? I, who used to be so close to her, was now like a stranger in her eyes! I walked closer to her guiltily, sat down next to her, and gently put my arm around her waist, which had become thicker due to her pregnancy. Wenwen turned her head and glanced at me, her calmness frightening. I forced myself to speak, "Wenwen, it's all my fault! Blame me if you must! I'm so sorry..." Wenwen suddenly turned around and hugged me tightly, sobbing on my shoulder. At first, her sobs were soft , but they grew louder and louder until my clothes were completely soaked. I held Wenwen, who was limp and sobbing in my arms, and gently patted her back, saying, "Wenwen, I know you're hurting. Hit me if you want. I'm so sorry. Even if you kill me, I won't say a word!" Hearing this, Wenwen cried even harder. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and bit my shoulder hard. The excruciating pain was almost unbearable. I trembled all over, biting my lip desperately to keep myself from making a sound. After a long time, Wenwen finally let go. My shoulder was covered in blood, staining my white shirt red. I was fine until Wenwen saw it and started crying again. She unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my shoulder, and looked at the deep teeth marks left by my pearly white teeth. A complicated expression appeared on her face. She cried for a long time before finally stopping, loosening her grip on me, and said, "If it weren't for the baby in my belly..." She didn't finish her sentence, but I knew what she meant, and I remained silent. After a while, I said, "Are you hungry? I'll heat up some food for you!" With that, I went to the kitchen to prepare it.

After finishing my meal, I brought it to Wenwen's bedroom. This time, Wenwen didn't cry and ate calmly. I stared
at her blankly, unsure how to continue our life together.

For the next few days, Wenwen and I rarely spoke. I didn't bring up the topic again, and Wenwen
seemed unsure how to treat me either. She wouldn't talk to me or communicate, and as soon as she got home, she would go straight to her bedroom and lie on the bed,
lost in thought.

I didn't know what to do either, so I just kept cleaning the house until I was
too tired to think about anything and finally fell asleep.

The house was much quieter and less lively, which made me very uncomfortable. Every day I wanted to escape this
deathly silent home. Meanwhile, my mother-in-law had also disappeared. I tried calling her, but her phone
was always off. Later, worried, I even went to her house, but no one answered the door. I asked the neighbors, and they
said she seemed to have gone on a trip to relax. That's probably for the best; at least I don't have to face Wenwen, and perhaps she can recover from
this ordeal .

Within two weeks, I lost over ten pounds. Partly because my mother-in-law wasn't around,
I had to manage everything at home, and lately, work had been incredibly demanding. After work, I still had to cook for Wenwen,
clean the house, do laundry, and other chores. Partly, I was emotionally exhausted; I didn't know
how I could go on with my life.

As time went by, Wenwen seemed to regain some vitality. For the sake of the child's health, she started eating
and sleeping more, her face became rosy, and she started to gain weight. I don't know when it started,
but we began to talk and communicate, though it was mostly about everyday matters and gossip. The topic of my mother-in-law remained
taboo; neither of us would bring it up.

Wenwen's legs were a little swollen, and I often accompanied her for walks. On the surface, we still seemed
as loving as ever. Sometimes we'd run into acquaintances or neighbors, and we'd remain calm, but the distance between
our hearts was unknown.

Deep down, I could only keep my worries and longing for my mother-in-law to myself, never daring to
show it.

Seeing how busy I was and how thin I was getting, Wenwen felt very sorry for me. Behind my
back , she called my mother and asked her to come over. With my mother's arrival, our lives seemed to return to normal.
We started laughing and talking in front of her again, though neither of us mentioned my mother-in-law.

Soon, Wenwen was over eight months pregnant, her belly quite round. One day, I took some time to accompany Wenwen
to her routine checkup. On the way, we passed a supermarket near my mother-in-law's house when I suddenly saw a familiar
figure coming out, carrying a plastic bag. Was it my mother-in-law? The back view looked like her, but this woman
seemed much older, with gray hair, much thinner than my plump mother-in-law, and her back seemed somewhat
hunched.

Was I mistaken? I shook my head, about to pull Wenwen away, when Wenwen also saw the woman and hesitantly
asked, "Is that my mom?"

"No way? How can Mom's hair be white?" I said.

Just then, the woman turned a corner, appearing sideways to Wenwen and me. We froze. It
was my mother-in-law! How could my once beautiful mother-in-law have become like this? Her face was pale, her cheeks deeply
sunken, and her dark circles were particularly noticeable, perhaps due to lack of sleep.

I glanced at Wenwen and found her looking at me too, her expression complex.
The resentment had lessened, replaced by sympathy and heartache. My mind was in turmoil; I didn't know how to
react. Should I go forward to comfort my mother-in-law or turn and leave?

My mother-in-law didn't see us; she just walked on calmly, disappearing from sight in no time. I tugged at Wenwen, who was
still thought, "Let's go!"

After the medical check-up, both mother and child were fine. I was happy and wanted to call my mother to cook something nice, but Wenwen
suddenly said she didn't want to go home for dinner. So we found a reasonably clean restaurant nearby. At the table, Wenwen
didn't say a word, just absentmindedly picking at her food, lost in thought. I didn't dare say anything,
just silently kept her company.

After dinner, Wenwen said she wanted to go to our usual spot, a secluded place in West Lake Park, far from home
. I tried to dissuade her, but she insisted, so I had to agree.

When we arrived, Wenwen didn't say anything, just silently held my hand and walked slowly along the lake. I
didn't dare speak either. We walked to a stone bench under the weeping willows by the lake and sat down.

Wenwen was lost in thought for a while, then suddenly said to me, "Jian-ge, do you remember our first
date ? It was our first time, and you already wanted to hold my hand! Weren't you afraid I'd run away? You were so naughty, you even forced
me to say I liked you..." She looked so happy as she spoke.

I chuckled, not saying anything: Our first time making love was right here, how could I forget?

Wenwen pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "But I never imagined you would do
something like this with my mother! Jian-ge, what happened between you and Mom? Tell me, tell me everything, okay?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Actually, I had wanted to tell her for a long time. This kind of heartache was like a huge stone
blocking my heart. If I didn't tell her soon, I was afraid Wenwen and I would go crazy.

Of course, I wouldn't tell her everything about peeping at my mother-in-law while she was showering and ejaculating on her underwear. I first told her the true story of
my mother-in-law and father-in-law, letting her know the tragic situation of my mother-in-law being wronged and deceived,
the difficulty of living alone, and her concern for Wenwen while she was widowed.

Then I described my affair with my mother-in-law as a coincidence, saying that I accidentally
saw After learning about her situation, I felt very sorry for her, and then, in our repeated time alone together
, I finally couldn't control myself and had this affair with her. And it wasn't that I wasn't regretful; it was just that
I repeatedly couldn't control my desires, which led me to make the same mistakes again and again. I was constantly struggling with this internal conflict.

Wenwen finally couldn't hold back her tears. As she listened to my story, she cried, and I realized she hadn't known
how tragic her mother's situation had been. Her initial resentment slowly turned into sympathy and understanding. Seeing the change in Wenwen's
expression, I seized the opportunity to embellish my mother-in-law's current situation, making it sound incredibly pitiful.

Looking at Wenwen's increasingly gentle face, I said, "Actually, I know it's wrong. I've also..."
I wanted to find a companion for my mother-in-law, but I couldn't find a suitable candidate. I've been regretting it, but I don't
know how to end what's happened, and the chasm of desire keeps leading me astray.
But now, after thinking about it for so long, I can't let you down again. I won't have anything to do with Mom anymore!
From now on, I will only treat her as my own mother and take good care of her. Then I continued, "

That day you berated Mom, and it really hurt her. She's raised you with so much
hardship , and just because of one mistake, you
verbally abused her, even accusing her of seducing men. How could Mom not be heartbroken? Now she looks more than
ten years older, her hair has turned white!"

Wenwen seemed to have done something wrong, her face filled with regret, murmuring, "What should I
do? What should I do?"

I comforted her, "Wenwen, don't blame yourself. You didn't do anything wrong, and you don't know the specifics
. Actually, we're the ones who are wrong! We know we were wrong now, and Mom and I have been
punished . So don't resent your mother anymore. Actually, Mom cares about you the most.
Can't you feel her care? Let's take good care of her from now on, can't we be like before?"
"My health isn't good, and we're both busy with work. After the baby is born, Mom will have to take care of him. And even if she doesn't
, the baby can't be without his grandma! Mom is suffering so much right now, we can't treat her like this anymore.
We'll help her find a companion so she won't be lonely in her later years, okay, Wenwen?"

Wenwen gradually stopped crying, looked up at me, her little face streaked with tears: "Brother Jian, I forgive
you, and I believe you won't do anything to hurt me again. Let's go see Mom
!"

I was overjoyed, but I couldn't show my emotions on my face. I just pretended to be calm and said, "Okay,
Mom probably going through a lot of emotional turmoil right now. Let's go and help her through this."

In that instant, I felt that Wenwen had matured a lot. The cheerful and playful little girl from before was gone, and she vaguely
resembled my mother-in-law in her maturity. I was lost in thought, wondering if this change was a good thing or a bad thing.

Wenwen took my hand: "Let's go, Jian-ge, let's go see Mom. It's been two or three months since we last saw her, and I actually
miss her too!"

I nodded and took Wenwen's hand to find my mother-in-law.

When we arrived at my mother-in-law's building, I hesitated again: "Wenwen, why don't you go see Mom by yourself? I don't
know how to face this awkwardness!"

"Go away! I'm not even arguing with you, and you're still being so dramatic. Are you going or not?" Wenwen seemed to have reverted to
her old self, snapping at me.

"Okay, okay, I'll go..." As I spoke, we reached the top floor, and I steeled myself and knocked on my mother-in-law's
door .

"Who is it? Coming!" My mother-in-law's soft voice came from behind me, and I was momentarily stunned.

The door opened, and my mother-in-law's thin face peeked out from the crack. She froze for a moment, muttering softly
, "Wenwen, Xiaojian..."

I nodded awkwardly and called out, "Mom." Wenwen, perhaps still angry
, casually said, "Mom, we've come to see you. What, you won't let us in?" Her tone
was still a little sarcastic, but not as harsh as before.

"Oh, come in, come in!" My mother-in-law hurriedly opened the door and let us in.

After entering, I placed the supplements I had bought on the way on the coffee table and said, "Mom, these
are the things !"

"Oh," my mother-in-law replied perfunctorily, her eyes fixed on Wenwen's face. "Sit down, Wenwen, you
must be tired. I'll get you some water!" My mother stammered, clearly flustered.

"No need to pour it, Mom, why are you being so polite with me?" Wenwen regained her composure, no longer angry, and continued
, "I already know about you and Jian-ge. You've suffered so much these past years! Dad is so hateful,
how treat you like this! But why didn't you tell your daughter about your suffering? You almost killed everyone. Luckily,
Jian-ge told me about your situation, and now I understand."

Her mother-in-law was stunned. She hadn't expected Wenwen to forgive her so quickly and say such comforting words
. Tears blurred her vision, and she could only murmur her daughter's name: "Wenwen
, Wenwen."

Looking at her mother-in-law's thin body and pale face, and seeing the tears streaming down her face, Wenwen
couldn't help but shed tears herself: "Mom, you've lost weight..."

Her mother-in-law couldn't hold back any longer, rushed forward and hugged Wenwen tightly, bursting into tears: "Don't say anymore,
it's Mom who's sorry!"

Wenwen also hugged her mother-in-law's back, and the two of them cried together, leaving me standing there, frozen in place.
I didn't try to persuade them, because they had been holding it in for too long and needed to vent.

Everything that followed went as I expected; Wenwen and my mother-in-law reconciled, though
we were both a little awkward when my mother-in-law and I were facing each other. That evening, we had dinner at my mother-in-law
's

house. Seeing the long-lost smiles return to their faces at the dinner table, I smiled with relief. Since my own mother was staying with us and there were no spare rooms, my mother-in-law didn't come back with us,
but promised to help take care of her every day. The gloomy sky finally cleared.

Back home, after more than two months without a good night's sleep, I finally slept soundly. My mother-in-law
came to my house early the next morning, chatting and buying groceries with my mother. I greeted Wenwen, who was smiling and watching all this,
before going to work.

Chapter Ten : Erectile Dysfunction

********** ...

The reason I'm bringing this up is because I recently slept with a mature woman from my workplace. She's 45
and a deputy director. She divorced her husband a few years ago, and her daughter is studying at a university in another city. She appears
well-maintained, with fair skin and a smooth complexion from regular beauty treatments.
She also has a voluptuous, mature figure, and I've always had feelings for her.

A few days ago, I finally slept with her, but I was utterly disappointed when she took her clothes off. Her breasts were severely sagging; the term "
bag-like breasts" perfectly describes them. Because she was wearing a bra, it
wasn't very noticeable, but once she took them off, they hung down unsightly. They had no elasticity at all, just a soft, loose
feeling. She apparently always wore a corset, and when she was
naked of a hula hoop!

As for her buttocks, they were indeed large, but also severely sagging. The cellulite described on TV
was most evident on her buttocks and thighs, which was truly disappointing. She had to pretend to be excited, but
she was incredibly frustrated!

I advise everyone not to be fooled by the so-called mature woman charm in Japanese anime. Don't go looking for
women over forty; you'll be disappointed. After all, there aren't many women like Zhao Yazhi! Women under forty
are worth a try. However , some guys have a thing for mature women, which is another matter
. But those who don't should be cautious ! ********** ... I watched my baby smiling foolishly . Holding her, I looked at my smiling family and Wenwen lying on the bed, tired but with a smile on her face. I felt incredibly happy. Three days later, Wenwen was discharged from the hospital and returned home. I started getting busy, washing diapers, soothing the baby, happily exhausted every day . Wenwen recovered well. In just over a month, her bloated figure shrank rapidly, as if it had shrunk. Although she wasn't as thin as before her pregnancy, you couldn't tell she had just . However, there were still changes, the most significant of which were her breasts. Before, although her breasts weren't small, they were only a B cup, round like an upside-down bowl on her chest, very round and perky, but not very large. But now , due to breast milk, they had suddenly grown to at least a D cup, swollen and round, and the area had nearly doubled. From behind, you could even see a little edge of her breasts. Her previously small nipples had become erect, and even the color was no longer the original light pink, but had turned a chocolate color like my mother-in-law's, making me want to take a bite. Her areolas had also expanded due to the rapid swelling of her breasts, becoming very tempting, the size of a large coin, and no longer smooth as before, with some small bumps appearing on them. The once innocent little girl had finally grown up. Looking at Wenwen feeding her baby, her loving expression and fuller figure vaguely showed some of the charm of a young woman. Wenwen's suffering stemmed from her breasts. She had so much milk that the baby couldn't finish it all, and her breasts were constantly engorged, causing her great discomfort. My mother-in-law warned that if not properly managed, she might develop mastitis. I rushed to the store to buy her a breast pump, but the milk was difficult to express; it took half a day to pump out just a few dozen milliliters. Not only was I exhausted, but Wenwen was also in a lot of pain, her breasts always covered in red marks. One day, after the baby finished feeding, Wenwen still complained of engorgement. I hurriedly took out the breast pump and tried to express the milk, but despite sweating profusely, I only managed to pump out a tiny amount, and Wenwen cried out in pain. My mother-in-law came over, saw my disheveled state, and said with a smile, "Xiaojian, why don't you just drink the milk yourself?" "Mom!" Wenwen said coquettishly, her face flushed with shyness. I hesitated, glancing at my mother-in-law and then at Wenwen, too embarrassed to move. "What's there to be embarrassed about? She's your wife, what's wrong with helping her breastfeed? If her milk gets too engorged and she gets mastitis, you'll regret it. Besides, this milk tastes good and is very nutritious. You know, breast milk in the first few months is the most nutritious?" My mother-in-law teased us with a smile. Then, seeing that I still hadn't moved, she pretended to suddenly realize something and said, "Okay, okay, I know you're embarrassed with me here. I'll go check if the chicken soup is ready." With that, she went to the kitchen. I hesitated for a moment, then looked back at Wenwen's full breasts and said to her, "Then I'll drink it!" With that , I buried my head in Wenwen's chest with a smile and began to suckle at her hard, big nipple. Wenwen shyly pushed my head away, but after a few tries, she couldn't budge it. She said embarrassedly, " You bad boy , you just want to take advantage of me! How can you be so shameless? Stealing my daughter's food!" I mumbled through the pacifier, saying defiantly, "How can it be stealing? I'm helping you. Besides, we shouldn't let good things go to outsiders. It's a waste to suckle if you don't drink it!" I ignored her and just kept sucking. The warm milk wasn't too sweet, but rather a little salty. It felt wonderful in my mouth, like drinking sweet spring water. I quickly filled my stomach, but Wenwen's breasts didn't seem to shrink much, just less full than before. I touched them and felt a large, hard lump inside, which must be the mammary gland. But this soft-yet-firm texture was more comfortable than completely soft. I couldn't help but touch them harder, and suddenly felt an urge to make love . Wenwen seemed to be getting aroused by my sucking and stroking, letting out soft moans. I looked up and saw Wenwen with her eyes closed, looking completely blissful. My desire surged; I just wanted to press myself against her and have some fun. After all, it had been four or five months since we'd last made love. But my usually incredibly sensitive little brother didn't react at all, still drooping listlessly in my pants . I wondered why there was no reaction. Before I could think any further, the little rascal beside Wenwen suddenly started crying. Wenwen opened her eyes, pushed me away, and picked up the swaddled baby to comfort her. I had to give up on nursing and stood there reluctantly. Wenwen looked up and saw my jealous and indignant expression, and couldn't help but laugh. She said, "Look at you, arguing with the child? Go think about what to name the baby! It's all the same..."

"It's been a month and we still haven't named her, and we still haven't received the birth certificate. Aren't you worried?"

Actually, this expression of jealousy was feigned. Having achieved my goal, I smiled and went to the side to flip through a dictionary,
thinking about what to name my daughter.

Happy days always pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, my precious daughter—Ling'er—is almost
a hundred days . Ling'er is growing more and more beautiful. Her nose is big and straight like mine, but her eyes
are big and round like Wenwen's, with long, fluttering eyelashes—she's incredibly cute.

These past two days, I specially booked eight tables for the banquet, invited many relatives and friends, and gave red eggs to every household
. I was busy non-stop.

Finally, at the banquet table, I was so excited that my friends drank me until I was dizzy, but anyway, we were happy today,
so I drank a little more.

I don't know how I got home, but I fell asleep immediately. In the middle of the night, my mouth was dry, so I got up to go to the kitchen to get some
water. After relieving myself, I felt much better and went back to the bedroom, intending to continue sleeping.

Just then, I saw Wenwen sprawled out, fast asleep. Her posture was so awkward that I couldn't help but chuckle. I lay down
beside her, suddenly wide awake. Because of the heat, Wenwen wasn't wearing pants; her fair, full thighs were
spread wide, still glistening with a silky sheen in the darkness. Her large breasts,
exposed from breastfeeding without a bra, were half-exposed, the long nipples peeking out.

I couldn't help but swallow hard. I'd been holding back for so long! Six months without sex; I'd almost forgotten that
intoxicating feeling. Not just sex, but even masturbation—I hadn't done it in six months. First, I was busy. Since
becoming a father, I hadn't had a proper rest. Every night I was so tired I just wanted to collapse and sleep; I had no
time to think about these things. Second, Wenwen's health didn't allow it. Sex was
n't . And then there was the impact of my mother-in-law's situation. Although seeing her wasn't so
awkward anymore, I dared not entertain any more thoughts.

The alcohol took effect then. Looking at Wenwen's voluptuous body, I couldn't resist pressing my upper body against hers
, quietly pulling open her nightgown to reveal her firm breasts. I gently
took her nipple into my mouth and began to suckle, first circling the rough nipple, then drawing in milk.
This strange feeling was truly pleasurable! I sighed and slowly slid my large hand down to Wenwen's smooth, soft thighs,
gently stroking them.

Wenwen, still asleep, felt my suckling, groaned, and then woke up with a start. Looking at me, half-lying on
top of her, roaming freely, she whispered, "What are you doing? Jian-ge, Ling'er is still asleep in the middle of the night!
Don't wake her. I'll give it to you tomorrow, okay?"

"It's alright, we'll be gentle!" I glanced at my daughter sleeping soundly in the crib beside the bed and
whispered.

Wenwen wanted to say something, but I didn't give her the chance. I suddenly looked up, pressed her
head , and pressed my lips against hers, kissing her passionately. Wenwen weakly pushed
me away a couple of times, making soft "woo-woo" sounds, then gave up struggling and began to respond to my kisses.
Her tongue went into my mouth and began to intertwine with mine.

It was clear that the past six months had been quite pent up for Wenwen. Her originally cool skin quickly
turned . She hugged my neck tightly, sucking on my tongue as if trying to push me into her body.
Her legs parted and clamped around mine, very proactively. Not to be outdone, I freed my hand to knead Wenwen's
large breasts, making them change shape in my hand. My other hand reached to Wenwen's secret little hole
, teasing the soft flesh through her cotton panties.

Soon, our breathing became heavy, but afraid of waking the sleeping Ling'er, neither of us dared
to make a sound. We simply and quickly undressed each other. Soon, we were both completely naked.
But then I realized that my usually fierce penis was still limp and hanging down!

What was going on? Was it because I drank too much and couldn't get hard? Wenwen also noticed
the abnormality and considerately grasped it with her warm little hand, starting to stroke it. I excitedly took Wenwen's
nipple into my mouth and began to suckle her delicious milk.

Wenwen stroked it for a while, but my penis still didn't move. I looked at Wenwen with pleading eyes, and
she understood, turning her body and taking my limp, caterpillar-like penis into her mouth, beginning to give me oral
sex .

I also spread Wenwen's white thighs and began to serve her.

I touched her soft vulva; the vaginal fluids inside had already flowed freely down to her anus. I slid
my fingers along her labia majora and minora, making her vulva completely wet. Wenwen
let out a passionate moan, but because she had my penis in her mouth, she dared not speak loudly, her voice sounding suppressed.

But my penis remained unresponsive. Wenwen looked up at me with displeasure, as if
to say, "You drank so much, and now you can't even comfort me!"

I smiled apologetically at Wenwen, gesturing for her to turn around
. Although we couldn't make love today, seeing Wenwen's unsatisfied expression, I said softly, "Never mind, you drank too much. How about I help you?"

Wenwen didn't respond, but I understood her meaning. I immediately began using my silver
tongue and the power of my vagina to service Wenwen.

After so long, I had thoroughly explored Wenwen's sensitive areas. After a passionate kiss, my
tongue moved to her earlobe, gently licking it and occasionally blowing warm breath into her ear. Wenwen
giggled and tried to dodge, but I enveloped her entire ear in my mouth. Then I began to attack
her neck. Wenwen tilted her slender neck back, letting out low moans. I lingered for a long time on her
round

nails gently slid along the inner thighs, and Wenwen involuntarily tensed her long, slender legs,
seemingly to bear the tickling. But in the dim light, I could clearly see the spring of water flowing continuously from her opening. I
wasn't in a hurry to get to the point, still circling around her mound of flesh. Wenwen couldn't resist grabbing my
hand and pressing it towards her vulva.

I reached her soft, wrinkled, warm genitals. The nascent pubic hair pricked my hand, a strange
sensation. I tenderly stroked the perineal scar from her childbirth incision, which was already wet with vaginal fluid.
Wet.

After hovering around the folds of her anus for a while, I finally pressed down on Wenwen's clitoris,
teasing the little red bean with my own juices. Wenwen arched her back, her entire upper body arching, desperately suppressing
the scream that was about to escape her lips, panting heavily.

I knew Wenwen was close to orgasm, so without hesitation, I forcefully inserted two fingers into Wenwen's hot,
wet vagina, thrusting them in and out. However, perhaps because her elasticity hadn't fully recovered after childbirth,
the movement of the two fingers inside was unusually smooth, and Wenwen didn't react much. I added another finger, then
two, until finally the front of my entire hand was inside Wenwen's wet vagina, but the bone in the middle was too
thick and got stuck at the entrance.

Only then did I feel the tightness of the vaginal walls and the folds in them. Wenwen also moved her
lower body matching my thrusting movements. Soon, under the full force of my five fingers, Wenwen finally couldn't
help but let out a loud cry, and then her tense body went limp—she had orgasmed!

I shook my hands, which were covered in sticky fluid, and was about to get out of bed to get some tissues to wipe them when my daughter was startled awake by her
mother 's scream and started wailing. I quickly picked up the little beauty and comforted her. Wenwen
lay weakly on the bed, and it took her a while to come to her senses. She asked me to give her my daughter, and then she put her nipple into Ling'er's
little mouth. Slowly, the little cutie's crying stopped. Only then did I feel relieved and go to the bathroom to wash my hands.

**********************************************

The next day, as I was getting ready for work, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked at my wife and daughter who were still asleep. I
quietly opened the bedroom door, only to find that my mother-in-law had already arrived.

I rarely spend time alone with my mother-in-law these days. Even when it's just the two of us, one of us always
finds an excuse to leave. It's a bit awkward, really. Think about it, we used to be bed partners, but now we have to act like a senior
relative – how strange is that!

My mother-in-law was busy making breakfast for my mom. Seeing me disheveled, she laughed and greeted me
, but there was a clear hint of teasing in her smile. How strange, how did she know I hadn't done anything good yesterday
? I looked at my mother-in-law strangely, feeling a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but think of those crazy
days we used to share. My face flushed slightly.

After these past few months, my mother-in-law's mood has gradually recovered. The comfortable life has helped her recover quite a bit. Her
once thin figure has gradually become fuller. Although she hasn't returned to her initial plumpness,
I actually prefer her current state – not too fat, not too thin, plump in the right places, and slim in the right places.

Her complexion was no longer as pale and bloodless as before; it was rosy and fair, and she looked quite well. Although
her hair had some gray, she had already dyed it chestnut brown and
permed it into big waves at the salon, which looked very fashionable. While she didn't look as young as before, appearing to be only in her thirties
, her long-term good maintenance, coupled with the fact
that meant she still looked beautiful and charming, at least having recovered quite a bit.

My mother-in-law was dressed very simply today: a black fitted t-shirt, jeans, and peep-toe
sandals . But this tight-fitting outfit accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her big waves were tied back
in a ponytail, revealing her slender, fair neck, which was further adorned with a delicate platinum necklace, making
her neck longer.

Because the neckline of her t-shirt wasn't very high, the large expanse of white skin exposed made me dizzy. Her already
large and round breasts, accentuated by the bra, appeared even more prominent, strongly attracting my gaze.
Her "S" curve tapered sharply at her waist, while her plump buttocks
protruded , making her appear even more ample in comparison. The narrow jeans made her legs appear even longer, extending straight to
her feet, with two cute toes peeking out from her cleavage, adding to her playful charm.

Gazing at my mother-in-law's alluring figure, I couldn't help but swallow hard. My mother-in-law noticed my dazed look,
blushed , and glared at me fiercely. I then realized my mistake, gave an awkward laugh, and quickly turned to go to the bathroom to relieve
myself.

In the bathroom, I regretted my earlier lewd thoughts: I had said I would never have a relationship with my mother-in-law again
, so why was I thinking about her again! I can't think about it, I can't think about it! I need to remember how hard-won this situation is, and I need to
think more about my wife and daughter!

I convinced myself, and it took me a long time to calm down. When I came out and saw my busy mother-in-law, my
mind involuntarily drifted back to her alluring body. I quickly finished my breakfast, made an excuse about being late for work, and
fled the house like a shot.

Luckily, I had a lot to do today, and I was so engrossed in my work that I didn't think too much about my mother-in-law. When I dragged my
tired , my mother-in-law had already prepared dinner, and the whole family was waiting for me. Under the warm light,
the family sat around the table, laughing and chatting. What a heartwarming scene! Looking at my mother-in-law's beautiful face and
Wenwen's loving smile as she looked at her daughter, my heart calmed down, and I stopped overthinking. My conversation with my mother-in-law
became more natural.

After washing diapers and soothing Ling'er, it was already past nine o'clock. My mother-in-law went home, and my mother, who
wasn't feeling well, went to bed early. Only Wenwen and I were left in the living room watching TV.

After watching a soap opera for a while and getting bored, I washed up and went to bed early. Unexpectedly, Wenwen followed
me , affectionately wrapping her arms around my neck and saying, "Honey... I want it... It's been months since we've done it.
Will you treat me well tonight?"

Actually, I was also a little tempted. After all, being a eunuch for half a year wasn't easy, and yesterday's
unsuccessful experience and seeing my mother-in-law this morning had left me feeling frustrated.

I seized the opportunity, pulling Wenwen's slender waist close and silencing her before she could speak, and began kissing her
. Our tongues intertwined, saliva mingling in our mouths. Wenwen quickly became
breathless , trying to push away my mouth that was suffocating her, but my strong arms held her tightly, not giving her
the chance. I sucked on Wenwen's tongue relentlessly, drawing the sweet saliva from her mouth into my
own until she was almost out of breath, before finally releasing her.

Wenwen playfully punched my chest and said coquettishly, "Honey...you're so bad...I already..."
"I'm suffocating...you won't even let me catch my breath!" Her voice was so sweet and adorable, it almost melted my bones
.

I swept Wenwen up in my arms, and she let out a soft gasp before I tossed her onto the bed. I
pounced

on her. Wenwen laughed and tried to dodge me, but I was much more agile. I reached for her armpit
, and the ticklish Wenwen quickly begged for mercy: "Don't tickle me...husband...Ling'er is asleep...don't wake
her!"

"Then don't move!" I commanded.

"Okay... I won't move... I'm waiting for Your Majesty to favor your concubine." Wenwen lay down obediently,
no longer moving, and spread her body wide open, looking completely at you, speaking with unparalleled
charm. I couldn't resist any longer and pressed myself against Wenwen's soft body, frantically taking off her clothes. Wenwen
cooperated by lifting her body, and I quickly stripped her naked. Wenwen also took off my pajamas and
began to remove my last barrier—my underwear.

"Ah? Why is it still soft? Husband... what's wrong?" Wenwen took off my underwear,
looking at my limp penis in surprise, and said to me.

"Huh?" I was startled, only then realizing the abnormality of my lower body. Normally, my penis would have been
hard swollen, but now it was limp and hanging down at my scrotum, a typical six o'clock position. Thinking back to yesterday and
the events of the past, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: "Could it be erectile dysfunction? But
I was perfectly fine when I made love with my mother-in-law last time!"

I pretended to be calm and said to Wenwen, "It's okay, why don't you help me with your mouth first, and see if I can get hard?"

Actually, I was also feeling uneasy.

Wenwen nodded in agreement, lowered her head, and put my limp penis into her mouth, beginning
to suck . I felt my penis entering a moist and cool cavity, and the tight feeling was truly
intoxicating. However, although I felt comfortable, my penis showed no signs of erection. My heart grew
heavier , but I still pinned my hopes on Wenwen's superb oral skills to bring about a miracle.

Wenwen took the entire penis into her mouth, wetting it with saliva, then spat out most of it
, leaving only the glans. Her gentle hands joined in, stroking the foreskin.
Her tongue first circled the glans, then, seeing no effect, sucked it deeper into her mouth
.

I felt the suction, but couldn't do anything about it. Reluctantly, I moved Wenwen's legs apart,
bringing her alluring vulva close to my eyes, and began frantically rubbing it, hoping the interaction
and visual stimulation would elicit a response. Wenwen writhed restlessly, trying to clamp her
legs together, clearly experiencing pleasure. A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her slightly open opening, and
my fingers, wet with her fluids, slid more smoothly across her vulva. Wenwen's breathing quickened, and her slightly
chubby belly began to rise and fall faster.

My attention, though tense, wasn't on Wenwen; it was focused on my penis's progress.
But perhaps the more tense I became, the worse it got; my penis remained listless, head drooping.

I was getting anxious; this had never happened before!

I started thrusting forcefully, trying to stimulate my limp penis with rapid friction. Wenwen sensed
my intention and cooperatively swallowed my entire penis, her suction increasing.

I stopped what I was doing and focused intently on my own body's reaction. To my dismay,
my penis remained motionless despite the intense stimulation. I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled Wenwen
over, made her lie on her back, spread her plump, white thighs, and, holding my limp penis, tried to force it
into her vagina. But a woman's vagina naturally closes when nothing is inside, and
the elasticity of the surrounding walls made it impossible for a soft object to enter. Although Wenwen's vagina hadn't fully regained
its elasticity, it still couldn't be entered so easily.

I stubbornly gripped the base of his penis, forcing the glans to become engorged and hard, and parted
the tender flesh around the vaginal opening before finally pushing my penis inside.

I squeezed my penis and began rubbing it inside her vagina. The lubrication from her vaginal fluids and the relaxation of the vaginal walls, combined with the fact that
my penis hadn't grown larger, meant that my movements inside encountered almost no resistance. It was unusually smooth, a completely different feeling
from the usual tightness.

I breathed heavily, trying desperately to get an erection, but to no avail. Inadvertently,
my penis slipped out, drooping limply. That's when I was utterly devastated—I was impotent!

Heartbroken and panting, I rolled off Wenwen in despair, lying on my back on the bed, my eyes
wide open, filled with resentment and confusion. Despair spread through my mind.

What was going on? How could I be impotent? I put my hands behind my head, completely baffled.

Wenwen comforted me, wrapping her arms around my neck and gently kissing my cheek. She lay down beside me,
softly stroking my chest with her small hands, and said soothingly, "Honey, don't worry, you've just been exhausted these past few days
, and it's been so long since we've done it, so you're not in the mood. We'll rest today and you'll be fine."

I thought helplessly, hoping so, without saying a word. Wenwen whispered on my shoulder,
"Honey, go to sleep early, don't think so much! You'll feel better tomorrow."

I turned off the bedside lamp, and Wenwen, with her arm around mine, fell into a deep sleep, soon emitting long, even
breaths. She was asleep. But I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking about the abnormality in my body, trying
to pinpoint the root cause.

Finally, I remembered: the last time I made love with my mother-in-law, Wenwen caught me in the act.
My penis, , it became even harder, and I ejaculated quickly. But
at that time, there were no signs of erectile dysfunction!

But after that, due to my depressed mood and Wenwen's physical condition, I never had sex
again , not even masturbating once. So, the problem couldn't have occurred at other times; it must
have been that one time.

It's said that a strong shock during sex can easily cause erectile dysfunction, and
the root of the problem is psychological, not physiological. I finally know the cause of my erectile dysfunction, but how...?
How to recover? I didn't know, so I decided to stop thinking about it and discuss it with Wenwen tomorrow.

The next day, I had a gloomy face and barely spoke all day. Wenwen naturally knew what was wrong, but
she couldn't comfort me in front of her mother. Her mother also noticed my abnormality but didn't ask me
why . The day passed in a gloomy mood. That night, I tried to get it up again, and Wenwen helped
me, but nothing worked. The more I tried, the less it got hard. Finally, I
gave up completely and lay in bed, sulking. I ignored Wenwen when she spoke to me.

In the following days, the once lively house was silent. Only Ling'er's occasional cries broke
the deathly silence, adding a little life to the gloomy house. I had a gloomy face every day, and Wenwen knew I
was in a bad mood. She would comfort me when no one was around, but she couldn't say anything in front of her mother. Her mother thought
Wenwen and I had argued, but she couldn't see any anger in Wenwen. She had a lot of doubts
but couldn't comfort me.

Finally, Wenwen found out about a men's hospital that treated erectile dysfunction, claiming a high cure rate. She
tried to persuade me to go see her, but I was too embarrassed to tell her I had erectile dysfunction. I hesitated, but Wenwen said, "So
you don't want to have sex anymore? This is your lifelong happiness!"

After much deliberation, I finally gave in to Wenwen and, accompanied by her, went to the men's
hospital. After registering, I went to the consultation room. To my surprise, the doctor was a
woman retained her charm.

The doctor was very natural, probably used to such cases, and professionally asked me in detail about my past
and the cause of my erectile dysfunction. Of course, I couldn't tell the truth. I just said that I was frightened during sex with my wife, but
there was no problem at the time. However, after abstaining for six months, I discovered I had erectile dysfunction when I was intimate with my wife.

After asking about my condition, the doctor wrote something on a piece of paper and then called me to the examination table next to her. I did as she said, and
she then told me to take off my pants. I was extremely embarrassed and started fidgeting. Wenwen was chuckling beside me, which made me even more
ashamed , and my face flushed red.

But the doctor became impatient and said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Take them off!"

Reluctantly, I pulled down my pants and then my underwear to my knees, exposing my limp, caterpillar-like penis
to the air. The doctor skillfully put on rubber gloves and, as if it were nothing unusual, began to manipulate my penis, pulling
back the foreskin and adjusting my scrotum. I looked at the doctor's face with embarrassment, while Wenwen supported me from the side.
At that moment , I felt a warm current travel from my lower abdomen to my penis. I felt my penis
throb a few times in the doctor's hand before going limp again.

Thankfully, the examination was quick. The doctor took off his gloves, gestured for me to put on my pants, and then began writing the report.
After finishing, he said to me, "Your problem is still caused by psychological factors. I'll prescribe some Viagra,
but that's just an adjunct. When you get home, you can watch some movies you like. Your sex life shouldn't be too
monotonous; try different things. The psychological barrier won't go away quickly, but you need to gradually forget about it.
Don't keep thinking about why you can't get an erection.

" (To be continued

in Chapter Eleven: Treatment (Part 1))

Back home, my mother-in-law was surprised to see a long-lost smile on my face. I smiled back at her,
not bothering to say anything more or pay attention to her astonished gaze, and eagerly pulled Wenwen into the bedroom,
then locked the door behind me.

Wenwen naturally understood what I meant, but still tried to maintain her composure, deliberately putting on a stern face and saying, "Brother Jian,
why did you lock the door?"

I laughed angrily, "What do you think we're doing? Of course, it's making love!" As I spoke, I eagerly reached out to
hug Wenwen.

But Wenwen pushed me away, looking at me with seductive eyes, and said coquettishly, "Thinking about this in broad daylight? Mom's still
home!"

I said pitifully, "I want to test the effects of the medicine, my good wife, please say yes! Let's be gentle,
Mom's taking care of the baby, she won't notice us."

"Ugh, I haven't fed the baby yet! It's been so long, the baby must be starving. If you want more
, wait until the baby finishes feeding." Wenwen used her daughter as an excuse to shut me up. I was taken aback; what could I do?
My daughter was the boss now.

Seeing my dejected look, Wenwen couldn't help but chuckle. "Silly, it'll be fine in a bit."
With that, she lightly tiptoed and kissed me on the cheek, then turned and opened the door, gracefully
heading to the living room.

I followed Wenwen into the living room and saw the little baby lying in her cradle, her big, curious
eyes wide open. Her eyes darted around, looking incredibly cute. Wenwen lovingly and gently picked up her daughter, holding her close. She lifted
her shirt, revealing her exceptionally full, snow-white breasts, and placed her grape-like nipple into Ling'er's little mouth.
Ling'er immediately stopped looking around and focused intently on suckling, looking completely
absorbed .

I looked at my daughter, both amused and annoyed, and couldn't help but tap Ling'er's forehead with my finger, pretending to be jealous
, saying, "You little thing, always trying to take it from Daddy!"

Wenwen brushed my hand away, laughing and saying irritably, "Go away." "Go away, don't bother me while I'm breastfeeding!"

I slumped awkwardly onto the sofa, only to find my mother-in-law walking by. She saw what was happening, looked at me
with amusement , and said nothing. Utterly embarrassed, I hurriedly got up and rushed back to the bedroom. In my haste
, I didn't notice and bumped my knee on the coffee table in front of the sofa. I cried out "Ouch!" Ignoring the excruciating pain in
my knee , I limped back to the bedroom, looking utterly pathetic.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I rubbed my sore knee. I could faintly hear the mother and daughter laughing happily in the living room. I felt both
embarrassed and... I was angry . "Sigh," I thought, "how did my mother-in-law hear me? What am I going to do now?" I figured I'd have to wait until tonight
to try it. They say the medicine takes a while to work. Never mind, I'll just take one!

After taking the little blue pill, I stayed in the room for ages. I was too embarrassed to go out and drag Wenwen in. Wenwen seemed
to be teasing me too, not coming inside, just chatting and laughing with my mother-in-law in the living room. Hearing the
silvery laughter coming from outside only made me more annoyed.

I don't know how long I waited, but finally the bedroom door opened, and Wenwen mischievously peeked her head out from the crack.
She said to me, "Honey, what are you doing in the house?"

I gritted my teeth in anger, but worried that my mother-in-law outside might hear, so I glared at Wenwen fiercely and whispered
, "Come in quickly, if you tease me again, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"What would I come in for? It's time to eat, Mom has already prepared it, come out and eat first!" Wenwen
ignored my murderous glare and said to me with a smile.

"Huh? It's only a little past five o'clock and we're eating already? That's too early!" I muttered, expressing
my dissatisfaction with my mother-in-law's lack of tact.

"Okay, okay, honey, I'll give it to you tonight, okay? Mom's still awake, I'm sorry!"
Seeing my sullen look, Wenwen couldn't bear to tease me anymore, so she ran in, took my arm, kissed me, and
said .

My anger turned to joy, and I hugged Wenwen's still slightly chubby waist, saying, "I'll forgive you!
But how are we going to go out now? Mom will hear us, it'll be so embarrassing!

" "What are you afraid of? What's there to be shy about in front of my mom? You've already done 'that'! What haven't you seen
?" Wenwen said nonchalantly.

I was stunned. She didn't care? My mind involuntarily flashed back to the scene of my mother-in-
law , and thinking of her alluring appearance and seductive figure, my mouth watered.

Seeing my blissful expression, Wenwen said irritably, "What are you thinking about? You're not thinking about my mom,
are you?"

I quickly denied it. If Wenwen knew I was thinking about my mother-in-law instead of her, she
'd definitely yell at me, "How could that be? You're always thinking nonsense! I'm wondering if this medicine will work!"

Wenwen didn't say anything, but her eyes held a hint of suspicion, which made me uneasy. But
I couldn't show weakness now, or I'd be in big trouble. I forced myself to suppress my unease, met Wenwen's gaze, and said defiantly
, "Why are you looking at me like that? There aren't any bugs on my face!" Then, ignoring Wenwen's gaze, I walked out.

But my performance was clearly too clumsy. Hearing a "humph" behind me, my heart pounded
, and I sat down at the table. Wenwen sat opposite me, still staring at me. I simply ignored her and
started eating.

After my mother-in-law served all the dishes, she sat down beside me. I fantasized about her moaning softly beneath me,
her full, delicate body, but I didn't dare look at her once more, just eating on my own. Seeing our
silence, she exchanged a few jokes with Wenwen, then fell silent as everyone treated the food as an enemy
, devouring it.

Suddenly, something touched my calf. I thought I'd accidentally bumped into my mother-in-law's leg and jumped
in fright. Already harboring resentment, I quickly shifted my thigh, trying to move away. But unexpectedly, the
object followed, pressing against my upper thigh. Since it was summer, I was only wearing shorts, and
I quickly realized it was a small foot, softly climbing up my thigh,
smooth and incredibly comfortable. I just didn't know whose foot it was—was it Wenwen testing me, or was my mother-in-law
irresistibly teasing me?

Of course, Wenwen was the most suspicious. She was definitely testing me; I couldn't give myself away! I
pretended to pick up some food, secretly glancing at Wenwen across from me. But Wenwen's expression was natural; she wasn't looking at me. She was picking
up food from her plate with relaxed movements. She was so far away; if her foot were on my thigh,
she be leaning forward. Besides, when Wenwen saw me looking at her, she glared at me fiercely. It wasn't her!

While Wenwen was eating, my gaze drifted to my mother-in-law. But she also looked completely
at ease , eating her meal while looking kindly at Ling'er beside her, occasionally teasing her.
Her actions and expressions were flawless. It wasn't her either!

So who was it? It couldn't be a ghost, could it? I couldn't look down to see; whoever it was,
it would be embarrassing if I gave myself away. As I pondered this, I casually started
talking . But the little foot on my thigh didn't stop moving; it continued to slowly climb up my thigh,
its toes occasionally drawing circles on my thigh.

Suddenly, Wenwen got up to pick up a dish far away from me, but the foot on my thigh didn't leave.
Now I finally knew whose foot it was! It turned out that my mother-in-law couldn't bear the loneliness of widowhood any longer and started to tease me
!

My mother-in-law's mischievous foot went further and further down to the inside of my thigh, step by step
moving closer and closer to my vital parts, finally reaching between my legs, and began to rub my penis through my pants.
Involuntarily, I couldn't help but imagine my mother-in-law moaning and writhing beneath me. At this moment, I suddenly felt
a warm current slowly flow from my lower abdomen to my penis. The long-lost sensation made my long-soft penis
react. Under the teasing of that soft little foot, it slowly raised its head and began to harden,
playing an interactive game with the little foot.

I was overjoyed! My penis had finally regained its vigor, and I no longer had to endure the inability to
penetrate my beautiful wife! But a strange feeling lingered. Why could
n't sex—such intense stimulation—while my mother-in-law, who simply
rubbed her feet between her legs through her pants, doing absolutely nothing, successfully made my
penis erect again?

Thinking about it, it might be because of the previous shock; I subconsciously felt
a resistance , while my mother-in-law didn't cause me that kind of discomfort. The unusually stimulating scene
further heightened my anxiety and tension, which was one of the reasons my penis regained its vitality! Thinking back to the daytime at
the hospital, in front of that beautiful, mature female doctor, also under Wenwen's watchful eye, that tension also triggered my
reaction . Before I could think any further, the pleasure surging from my penis almost suffocated me. Her little feet were still rubbing

wantonly against my crotch . I was about to faint, but I had to maintain a natural demeanor, which was incredibly difficult. Those ten minutes felt longer than half a century. To eat a meal in such a strenuous state was truly remarkable. It was a bittersweet experience. While shoveling rice into my mouth, I tried to maintain a natural posture, fantasizing about my mother-in-law's body, and simultaneously experiencing the pleasure. The multiple sensations made my penis even harder, almost bursting out of my pants , desperately trying to break free.

Just then, my mother-in-law finished her meal and suddenly stood up, leaving the table. But her little
foot was still hovering around my crotch! I was stunned. I had assumed it was my mother-in-law, but it turned out to be Wenwen
harassing me. I had to keep my shock to myself and couldn't show it.

But how did Wenwen manage that? She could even put her foot on my thigh while standing up to pick up food,
and her acting was superb! I stared for a long time but couldn't figure it out. I was completely baffled. But actually
, I was just being silly. It's very simple: with my mother-in-law sitting next to me, her foot couldn't possibly reach
between because the angle was wrong. Only when Wenwen sat opposite me could her foot go in between my legs!

I calmed down after figuring this out. I deliberately glared at Wenwen, feigning displeasure, but secretly I was nervously
afraid she'd notice something was off. The silly Wenwen, however, gave me a smug smile and winked, looking incredibly
excited, as if she'd done something amazing. Then, her mischievous foot slipped off my crotch.
I got angry and, not to be outdone, poked Wenwen's thigh with my foot. Then, pretending to be fuming, I stood up.
My previously erect penis, suddenly losing its stimulation and the tension in my heart, quickly went
limp.

I ignored Wenwen and went straight to the cradle, picking up Ling'er and starting to play with my daughter. Wenwen came over
wanting a hug, but I angrily refused. My mother-in-law said kindly, "Stop it, they're both your daughters,
why are you fighting over them? Be careful not to hurt the child!"

Wenwen also stopped her teasing look and looked at me pleadingly. I was actually just pretending to be angry.
After muttering a few words, I handed Ling'er to Wenwen. Knowing that it wouldn't be possible to go back to the house to make love too soon, I relaxed and
started playing with my daughter, enjoying this rare moment of family time. Laughter filled the house, and the whole family was happy and harmonious.

Finally, my mother-in-law said goodbye and left. Because my mother was unwell and didn't have the energy to take care of Wenwen and Ling'er
, she had gone home a few days ago. Now, my mother-in-law comes to our house early in the morning to take care of them and goes back home after
finishing . Ling'er was already asleep. After finishing the housework, it was time for us.

I didn't know how long the effects of Viagra would last, but just to be on the safe side, I swallowed another pill, then
smiled and hugged the long-awaited Wenwen as we went to the bathroom. After undressing each other, we stood in the bathtub
, caressing each other's bodies. I looked at my penis; it was still unresponsive, head drooping. But I wasn't
worried. The earlier erection proved I was recovering well; it was just not stimulating enough yet, and
the medication hadn't taken effect, so there was no need to worry.

Because she was still breastfeeding, and we were afraid the water would cause an infection in Wenwen's genital area, we didn't fill the bathtub with water,
but simply turned on the shower and rinsed our bodies. I lathered Wenwen's body with shower gel, my large hands
freely gliding over her soft skin. Her skin, made even smoother by the lotion, was incredibly slippery,
and the elasticity of her fuller flesh transmitted the sensations to my palms—the feeling was indescribable.

Wenwen also took the initiative to touch my body, her small hands tracing my smooth skin, occasionally pressing close to my
body to let me feel its softness and smoothness more clearly. I vigorously kneaded her two large, white, swollen
breasts in my hands; their amazing elasticity made me unable to help but squeeze even harder. Then, I pinched her two erect
nipples with my fingers. Unexpectedly, the milk that was full of milk spurted out when I squeezed it so hard, forming
a thin line that arced through the air and hit my body. I smiled and lowered my head to suckle Wenwen's nipple, my semi-erect
penis rubbing against Wenwen's smooth thigh.

Although Wenwen was already my wife, she was still embarrassed by my suckling, shyly
pushing my head away. But I refused to let go of the delicious treat in my mouth, holding Wenwen's waist and sucking hard on her nipple.
Wenwen helplessly pounded my shoulders, but she was no match for my strength, so she had no choice but to give up the struggle and then
began to moan softly.

After sucking on this and that, I was busy and having a great time. Once Wenwen felt something, she grasped my semi-erect
penis , pulled back the foreskin, revealing the reddish-purple glans, and began to stroke it. After finishing with her breasts,
my attention shifted to her lower body. My hand touched that hairy area, my index finger slipping into the cleft,
digging and probing the soft, slippery flesh. Wenwen became even more aroused, her whole body seemingly about to collapse,
clinging my body. Her delicate, powerless appearance only fueled my desire, and her face gradually flushed red.
Her breathing became heavy in my ear, and soft moans filled the air.

The heat from my lower body slowly gathered on my penis. Although it wasn't as firm as before, it was
still barely hard, but the glans
was in a less than ideal state, still wrinkled and not smooth after swelling, and generally pointing downwards.

This made me somewhat frustrated. Wenwen sensed that I wasn't feeling well, so she gently knelt down and took
my penis into her mouth, beginning to suck and lick it. The sensitive glans transmitted the sucking sensation back to
my brain , and my lower body seemed to improve a little. However, the throbbing pain I had felt before didn't occur.
My penis slightly rose, then returned to a semi-erect state.

What's going on? Why isn't it working again? I thought dejectedly, and the more I thought about it, the softer my penis became,
even feeling it shrink considerably. I looked at Wenwen with disappointment, my face filled with despair. But Wenwen didn't
give up her last effort. Her small hands joined in, stroking me incessantly. She raised her head,
her pure, large eyes gazing at me affectionately, while her mouth made "slap slap" sucking sounds. Looking at Wenwen's
focused gaze, her pouting lips, and her slightly distorted figure, I felt a surge of emotion: With such a gentle,
lovely , and understanding wife, what more could a husband ask for!

Perhaps it was this emotional response that worked; my previously limp penis regained its vitality and slowly
stood up again. Although it wasn't fully erect, it was much better than before. I
was both surprised and delighted . Wenwen's eyes gradually filled with laughter. She quickened her movements, stroking it a couple more times, then released my
penis and stood up.

Wenwen turned around, leaning forward, her hands supporting her weight on the low edge of the bathtub. She positioned her firm, round
buttocks against my body, her vulva touching my penis. Her buttocks swayed back and forth, rubbing
against my penis.

I couldn't help but grasp my penis, parting the deep slit and squeezing the glans into her hot flesh.
Inside the cave, Wenwen couldn't help but cry out. I felt incredibly satisfied. Although it wasn't very hard, it was still quite
large. The layers of flesh inside Wenwen's cave gripped my penis tightly, and I began to work. Wenwen cooperated by
moving her hips back, our movements perfectly synchronized.

I don't know if it was because of the medication or because I couldn't reach full hardness, but I worked
for a long time without feeling the urge to ejaculate. Wenwen, on the other hand, had several orgasms. After all, Wenwen hadn't had proper sex with me for
half a year , and her body was extremely sensitive.

After what seemed like an eternity, Wenwen began to beg for mercy: "Honey, I can't take it anymore! Please spare
me!"

I was also sweating profusely, panting heavily, and said, "It's not that I don't want to let you go, it's just that I don't
feel like ejaculating yet!"

Without another word, Wenwen pulled my penis out, turned around, squatted down, and once again grasped my
penis , saying affectionately, "How about I help you again?" Before I could even speak, she
swallowed my wet, slippery penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, into her mouth again. Not only that, but she also took the initiative to give me a deep throat for the first time.
The feeling of my glans hitting that soft cartilage was incredibly stimulating, and I quickened my pace. However, Wenwen was clearly
not used to this kind of thrusting, and soon she choked on her own saliva. I quickly pulled out my penis, and Wenwen spat out a
mouthful of saliva, coughing violently.

I looked at Wenwen with heartache, gently stroking her face with both hands, and said emotionally, "If it doesn't work, that's okay, Wenwen
. We can always think of another way!"

But Wenwen insisted, "It's alright! I'll try again!"

I couldn't help but help Wenwen up, hugging her and saying, "Don't rush, this isn't something that can be done overnight.
We'll try harder later. Look, you're doing much better now, you can even stand up!"

I comforted Wenwen, and jokingly shook my half-erect penis. Wenwen chuckled, hugged me
tightly and said, "Honey, I want to help you recover as soon as possible. What type of woman do you like? Why don't you
go find them? Maybe it'll work!"

I was shocked. My type is your mother! But such thoughts could only be buried deep in my heart,
while I said aloud, "How can this be? I've already wronged you once, there can't be a next time! I want to
cherish you for the rest of my life! I can't do anything to wrong you again!"

"Hey? Then how about anal sex with me? Haven't you always wanted to have anal sex with someone? Maybe it will work!
I was afraid of the pain before and wouldn't give it to you, but I heard it's not that uncomfortable, otherwise why would so many women
like anal sex and why do gay men all insert it from behind?" Wenwen suddenly had a wild idea to have
anal sex .

My heart skipped a beat: That's right, I've always been fond of anal sex, maybe it will have a miraculous effect! But I
said aloud, "Let's not, Wenwen, aren't you afraid of the pain now? This is the first time I've heard of it
being more painful ! Besides, it's so tight, it'll be hard to get in if it's not hard enough!"

Wenwen said firmly, "I'm not afraid, I'll do anything for you!" As she spoke, she stuck her butt
out towards me again.

I laughed and said, "How can that be? You need to do an enema first, and there needs to be lubricant, otherwise
how can you go in like this?"

Wenwen turned around and said, "Never mind that! I need to make my husband cum comfortably first!"

I had long wanted to explore Wenwen's anus, but Wenwen had always refused to give in. Now that I had such
an opportunity of course I wouldn't let it go. Without hesitation, I first took some of her vaginal fluid and smeared it
around Wenwen's anus and on my penis. Then I squeezed the base of my penis tightly, concentrating the engorged area on
the glans . Then I aimed at the center of her anus and pushed it in.

The opening of her anus was very tight. It took a lot of effort to finally open a small gap. Fortunately, with
the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, the glans finally slid in and was buried inside the anus bud. Instantly, a tight, enveloping
feeling gripped my glans. Because it wasn't very hard, the entire shaft couldn't easily penetrate after the glans entered
. I gripped the base of my penis, trying to make it hard, before slowly pushing it in all the way.

Unlike a vagina, the anus lacked the folds of vaginal walls. Although it was tight, there
was no layered friction, and it wasn't very moist. Both entry and exit were quite difficult, but the psychological sensation
clearly outweighed the physical. I let out a long, satisfied sigh, and my penis seemed to harden further, making entry and exit
much easier. I began to thrust vigorously.

Wenwen, however, clearly seemed to be in pain. When I first entered, I heard her let out a muffled groan,
then her anal sphincter tightened, and her body stiffened, remaining motionless. Seeing this, I couldn't
bear to exert myself any longer, and I slowed down. Wenwen keenly noticed my movements and turned back
to me affectionately, saying, "It's okay, husband, fuck me hard, fuck Wenwen's asshole, fuck my
asshole raw!"

Actually, Wenwen rarely said such lewd things when we made love. I knew she was only
saying it to help me regain my virility faster. Seeing her face covered in sweat and her expression of enduring pain, I was
even more moved.

At that moment, a strong sensation came over me. Although my penis wasn't very hard yet, the throbbing was
the same . Wenwen also sensed my condition and thrust her hips back even more violently. I cried out, and
the semen I had held back for half a year finally gushed out, continuously hitting the depths of Wenwen's rectum, throbbing
more than ten times! Wenwen's full body trembled in waves, and she actually had an orgasm too!

I pulled out my now limp penis and saw that Wenwen's anus was swollen and red from my penetration.
The once beautiful wrinkles on the outside had lost their luster and become smooth. Because her anus had lost
its elasticity , it didn't close quickly, and some whitish-yellowish viscous fluid flowed from the swollen opening,
trickling down her vagina. It didn't drip immediately but instead formed a long white line,
eventually dripping into the bathtub.

Since I hadn't washed beforehand, I saw some yellowish
stuff , along with a foul odor. I knew it was Wenwen's feces, but strangely, I didn't
feel disgusted; only gratitude and heartache. I took the showerhead and gently
rinsed whose anus was already torn, felt intense pain and couldn't help but grimace.
I said with heartache, "See? You insisted on being strong, and now you're suffering! Maybe you shouldn't do it again!"

Wenwen endured the pain and forced a smile, "It's okay, I'm yours anyway, I ca
n't hold onto this forever! Besides, what wouldn't I do for you, my husband?"

I hugged Wenwen, moved, and said, "Wife, you're so good! I don't know what good deeds I did in my past life
to be able to marry such a wonderful wife!"

Wenwen smiled but didn't say anything. I helped Wenwen sit up and began to carefully bathe her.

Lying in bed, looking at Wenwen's beautiful face as she slept beside me, I couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of
everything Wenwen had done for me, I couldn't help but feel moved, and then I felt ashamed for having
reacted I couldn't do anything to betray Wenwen again, I thought.

At that moment, Wenwen smiled sweetly in her sleep. I couldn't resist kissing her forehead, but my mind
was filled with images of my mother-in-law's mature and voluptuous body. I cursed myself for my shamelessness, my mind a jumbled mess
of thoughts. I don't know how long it was before I finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, I tried the same method, only changing the location to the bedroom. However, it still didn't work out much. My
penis remained only semi-erect, and Wenwen's anus was severely swollen and red. I didn't touch her
anus again, and it still took me a long time to ejaculate. But this was just the beginning, and I wasn't in a hurry. Wenwen
was understanding encouraged me, which boosted my confidence.

Wenwen wanted to know what kind of sex I preferred, so she started urging me to download many
pornographic movies, novels, and pictures to my computer. I couldn't resist her, so I downloaded a lot of movies according to my preferred genres. Wenwen
helped me analyze them. The movies I liked, represented by Japanese AV, featured mild sadomasochistic and exhibitionist
scenes, with images mostly of voluptuous, hot women with long legs, wearing stockings, lingerie
, or mature and beautiful women. The novels and comics I liked mainly focused on taboo themes
like incest between mother and son, mature mothers committing adultery, son-in-law and mother-in-law incest, and wife-training.

Wenwen knew I hadn't forgotten my mother-in-law, but it was deeply suppressed. However, she didn't
show her anger; she still tried her best to help me. So she bought many sexy lingerie and
SM toys, and every day she happily wore incredibly sexy lingerie to arouse my desire.

This seemed to have some effect. I loved
seeing . Since giving birth to our daughter, Wenwen's figure had become much fuller,
and she looked very alluring in such clothes. Besides, she was twenty years younger than my mother-in-law, and her skin was smoother and more elastic.

Every evening, when it was just the two of us, Wenwen would change into these clothes
and strut around in front of me, leaving me mesmerized. Sometimes, her bra had a small openwork hole in the middle, and her firm nipples
would protrude from the center, trembling brightly before my eyes. Other times, the bra would shrink to
the size of a coin, just enough to cover her nipples, leaving the rest of her breasts completely exposed.
Her areolas would appear and disappear with the movement of her breasts, sometimes completely covered, but the fabric was completely transparent,
which was a different kind of allure!

Her panties were even more varied. Thongs, needless to say, were just two thin strings that
couldn't cover the beautiful view of her vulva at all. Plus, Wenwen had very little pubic hair, so her vulva was completely exposed.
Besides the various colored thongs, there were also many lace open-crotch panties. These panties offered another
kind of allure, always revealing glimpses of her vulva as she moved, making me want to see more but unable to, which
only intensified my desire.

In addition, there were transparent and semi-transparent ones, as well as cute ones, each with a different style. In short
, she never wore the same thing twice. I think she could open a lingerie shop; I wonder how much money she spent.

She also had dozens of stockings—thigh-highs, pantyhose, knee-high socks,
black stockings, flesh-colored stockings, and fishnet stockings. The mesh size of the fishnet stockings varied, and the colors were incredibly diverse: black, white,
pink, red, yellow, green, and more. They looked even more alluring on Wenwen's long, snow-white thighs.

What moved me most was that Wenwen knew I had a mild SM fetish, and she actually obediently followed
the instructions in the AV, diligently learning how to be a slave. I really wasn't used to my wife asking me to do this kind of training
. Only after Wenwen's persistent insistence did I finally agree.

During our first session, Wenwen wore a sexy pink bra that exposed her nipples and a bright red thong with only
two thin strings, along with black fishnet stockings. She also brought out a lot of training tools she had bought.

I skillfully tied Wenwen up. She was quite surprised, but didn't ask anything. However, I could
tell from her expression that she already knew this wasn't my first time playing bondage games. I felt a little guilty, seeing
the pain on Wenwen's face as she was tied up, and didn't dare to use too much force. But Wenwen didn't care and told me to tie her up
tighter . After she was securely tied up, we watched an AV on the computer and started following along. I
didn't seem to mind, but Wenwen stared at the screen with a fanatical expression in her eyes. I hadn't realized that both mother and daughter had
the potential to be slaves.

I used clothespins to clamp Wenwen's nipples, causing her to cry out in pain, but
a hint of pleasure shone deep in her eyes. I was also greatly excited. I spread Wenwen's thighs wide and tied them to the headboard,
then carefully stimulated her sensitive vulva with a vibrator. Actually, this kind of mild SM game was more
pleasurable. Wenwen moaned happily, the pleasure from her private parts making her involuntarily twist her body, but
because her body was tied to the bed, she couldn't move and couldn't close her thighs.

I stimulated Wenwen's sensitive spots even more wantonly, and Wenwen reached orgasm instantly. I had never seen
Wenwen react so strongly. Not only did a large amount of vaginal fluid flow out of her vagina, but she also urinated because of my stimulation
.

The involuntary incontinence made Wenwen very shy, but I didn't let her go and continued to move her
until she had three strong orgasms. Only then did I hold my semi-erect penis and insert it into her.

My state remained the same; the time lasted extremely long. By the end, Wenwen didn't even have the strength to cry out
anymore; she just swayed listlessly with my thrusts, her body moving as if she were about to faint.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I felt the urge to ejaculate. This time, however, I didn't ejaculate inside Wenwen's vagina.
Instead, I pulled out my dripping wet penis, took two steps forward, and ejaculated onto Wenwen's pretty face, spraying it all over her face and
hair. Wenwen stared blankly at the semen I ejaculated, then, mimicking scenes from AVs, dipped her finger in it and
put a drop in her mouth.

Seeing this, I reluctantly put my now-soft penis into her mouth, and Wenwen licked it clean without any
disgust .

After this incident, Wenwen seemed to enjoy being trained by me, and would occasionally ask me
to train her. We played wildly every day.

However, the shadow didn't seem to dissipate so easily; my penis remained only semi-erect
, never returning to its former rock-hard state.

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