Mother-in-law, I'm going to fuck you!

I arrived at the poolside wearing beach shorts and shirtless. There were no outsiders at home; my mother-in-law was sunbathing on a lounge chair, wearing a two-piece swimsuit.
From my angle, her snow-white back, her bulging buttocks tightly encased in black swim trunks, and her long, slender legs were perfectly displayed before me. I was amazed; judging this woman solely from her back, I would never guess she was a mother-in-law.
I quietly approached her, my gaze involuntarily sliding from her bare, white back to her pert buttocks. My mother-in-law's legs were naturally parted, her full, plump buttocks bulging from the sides of her black swim trunks, the stark contrast of black and white striking my vision.
The slit in the middle of her swim trunks continued down to the top of her thighs, where a mysterious black triangle could be vaguely seen, revealing two slightly bulging mounds—my mother-in-law's private parts!
But I couldn't admire it any longer. My mother-in-law had already noticed my arrival and looked up at me, saying, "Boqi, why are you only coming down now? Where's Wenwen?"
My gaze drifted over the two high, firm mounds of flesh on my mother-in-law's chest. The two breasts, mostly exposed, created a deep cleavage, white and dazzling. As I sat down next to her, I explained, "Oh, Wenwen's company suddenly called, saying there was an urgent case that needed her to come over immediately. Mother-in-law, you know, whenever there's work, Wenwen is always so impulsive, so as soon as she got the call, she packed her bags and rushed over. And this time she might be gone for four or five days."
I should have called her "Mom" like Wenwen, but somehow I ended up calling her "Mother-in-law," which felt a bit awkward, and I couldn't seem to change it. However, my mother-in-law didn't seem to care how I called her, so I didn't bother to correct her. Wenwen, on the other hand, had mentioned it to me several times. However, it was just a form of address, and my mother-in-law didn't mind, so Wenwen eventually let me call her that.
The important thing is that I'm very respectful to my mother-in-law—from the first time I met her, I've tried everything to please her, which is probably why she doesn't care how I address her.
Wenwen, of course, wouldn't know the real reason, but my attitude towards her mother has made her quite satisfied. Now, with my long-term deliberate flattery, my mother-in-law favors me in almost everything, which has made Wenwen a little jealous and dissatisfied. "
Sigh, we finally have a chance for the whole family to get together, and Wenwen has run off again," my mother-in-law said regretfully.
I don't have a father-in-law; I only heard from Wenwen that her parents separated a long time ago, but I don't know the specific reasons. My mother-in-law has been living alone all these years, and thinking of this, my heart warmed. "
Next time, I'll definitely have Wenwen come and keep you company," I casually promised my mother-in-law. "Now, aren't I here to keep you company, Mother-in-law? Let me help you apply sunscreen."
Firstly, I wanted to distract my mother-in-law; secondly, her smooth, white back was incredibly exciting, and it would be a shame to waste such a good opportunity. At this point, the preparation I had done for her came in handy. Based on her close and positive impression of me, she only hesitated slightly before agreeing.
I picked up some sunscreen from the small table and sat down next to her. The close proximity made her bare back even more alluring. Thinking about what was about to happen, or what might happen, my hands trembled slightly—not out of fear, but out of excitement!
I deftly poured the sunscreen onto her smooth shoulders and began to apply it. Because I often did this for Wenwen, my technique was quite skilled. I knew which areas to apply it to, how much pressure to use to make her feel comfortable—all of this had been proven on Wenwen. I slowly massaged her smooth shoulders with both hands; the white, smooth skin, combined with the lubrication of the sunscreen, felt amazing.
"Hmm, Boqi, your technique is very good," my mother-in-law praised my skill, letting out a comfortable sound. Sure enough, Wenwen inherited all her sensitive spots from her mother.
I was secretly pleased, but my words were quick: "Mother-in-law, your skin is amazing, you take even better care of it than Wenwen's. Last time at the Guoshang department store, when Wenwen was helping you pick out clothes, I ran into a friend who asked me how I suddenly had a sister-in-law. I explained, but he didn't believe me, insisting you were Wenwen's sister.
You're such a smooth talker. You're so shameless, always saying things to flatter people. I'm so old, I don't look like Wenwen's sister anymore." My mother-in-law laughed and scolded me, though her words were meant to be reproachful, her tone was full of joy.
No woman dislikes sweet words. I pretended to be anxious and quickly retorted: "I'm not lying at all. If you don't believe me, when we go out now, people won't say you're my sister, they'll say you're my wife." "
You're getting more and more outrageous," my mother-in-law said, feigning anger. "
It's my fault, but everything I said is true." I feigned a slightly aggrieved tone, but secretly I was delighted. I'd deliberately added the word "wife" to her name just to test and tease her. Judging from her reaction, she hadn't really taken my words to heart; instead, she'd accepted my flattery.
But I wasn't exaggerating. My hands continued to stroke and massage her smooth back. She was incredibly well-maintained—delicate features, smooth skin, and a voluptuous figure—she looked every bit the mature woman of twenty-eight or twenty-nine, not at all like a forty-year-old mother-in-law. "
Okay, I believe you," I said. She paused, then asked hesitantly, "Don't you really think I'm old?"
I replied with feigned surprise, "My God, you know what? Your skin is just like Wenwen's! No, even smoother!" "
You're such a sweet talker," she said with a laugh. Lost in my compliments, she didn't notice the last word, a word usually reserved for flirtatious banter.
"Mother-in-law, you've been alone for so many years, and now Wenwen is married. Have you ever thought about..." I asked tentatively.
My mother-in-law turned to look at me, then suddenly sighed. "You child... I've been alone for so many years, I'm used to it. Besides...
what else is there
to say? Who would want an old woman like me?"
There was a hint of resentment in her tone. I didn't reply, but responded with my actions. My hands slid directly from her shoulders to her back. Since she was only wearing a black, halter-like garment without a bra, and her back was secured only by a black knot, I untied it almost as soon as my hands touched it.
As the two straps slid down, her entire back was now completely exposed before me, and my hands were still caressing it, the delicate, smooth touch washing over me. My long-held desire had been partially fulfilled, and my throat suddenly felt dry.
"Hey, Boqi, what are you doing..." My mother-in-law only let out a surprised sound, her voice quickly fading. My hands had already begun to roam freely up and down her entire back. "
It'll be easier to apply it once it's untied." "Hmm, with a figure as youthful as yours, any man would be like an Alaskan brown bear in heat," I sincerely complimented.
My mother-in-law couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You're just being cheeky! What do you take me for, an Alaskan brown bear?" My mother-in-law didn't stop my hands from continuing their rampage on her back, seemingly acquiescing.
My mother-in-law had an excellent figure, with a pair of 36D breasts (easily noticeable to those with a keen eye), and due to long-term exercise and yoga, they hadn't sagged; instead, they were even firmer, like a young girl's.
Now, because the knot on her back had been untied, her black bra had fallen onto the recliner, no longer able to conceal her ample breasts. Thus, the large mounds of snow-white flesh, compressed on either side of her chest due to her prone position, were exposed before my eyes.
All the blood in my body rushed to two places—the top of my head and my penis. I stared intently at that mound of snow-white flesh, trying to calm myself down and repeatedly telling myself not to be impatient.
I took a few deep breaths and focused my attention on my hands, massaging them with slight pressure from time to time, using all my skills to try and satisfy my mother-in-law so that things could continue as I hoped. This was also a perfect opportunity for me to fully caress my mother-in-law's smooth skin, which could also subtly increase our intimacy.
Suddenly, my mother-in-law turned around and asked me, covering her chest: "Will you rush up and..." She seemed to realize something after saying that, her cheeks flushing red, and she hurriedly turned her head away.
I chuckled, not expecting my mother-in-law to use words to tease me. Replaying her mature charm in my mind, I ran my hands over her skin from top to bottom, answering her question.
"Mmm~" My mother-in-law murmured softly, her ears turning red.
I worked even harder on my mother-in-law, and the skills I'd honed with Wenwen finally paid off. She began to let out suppressed moans, extremely faint, but clear enough to be heard clearly when I listened closely.
Time to move on! I slowly expanded the range of motion of my hands towards her back and chest, trying to make the whole process appear natural. My thumbs pressed against her waist, my hands cupping her abdomen, my fingers reaching forward, then gently pulling my hands together, slowly moving upwards.
Her breathing became noticeably heavier, because she could clearly feel that if this position continued, my fingers would definitely touch her breasts. The sensation from my fingers told me that she was hesitating, wondering whether to stop me. She knew this wasn't good, but her body couldn't resist the feeling—something she hadn't experienced in years.
While she hesitated, my fingers had already slid onto the two mounds of her snow-white, pinkish flesh! Human fingers are truly wondrous. Through the delicate touch of my fingers, I perfectly recreated in my mind those two mounds of white, smooth flesh. The tender, elastic flesh seemed as if it would melt at my fingertips and seep into my skin.
"Boqi..." my mother-in-law let out a soft, trembling gasp.
Before she could react, my hands, with a surprising rebound, left those two pink mounds and returned to my mother-in-law's back. Although it was only the outermost part of her breasts, and although my fingers only brushed across them briefly, the sensation it brought to both of us was incredibly stimulating and exciting. Judging
from my mother-in-law's slow reaction, she hadn't been touched by a man in a long time. Her trembling voice told me the kind of stimulation my fingers were giving her.
Like this, it wasn't completely overstepping boundaries, but it slightly satisfied her inner emptiness. And I, as her son-in-law, was quite satisfactory, able to maintain a proper distance. My mother-in-law fell silent, tacitly agreeing to my son-in-law freely applying sunscreen to her bare back.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief; once this hurdle was overcome, she wouldn't have a chance to refuse anymore. My mother-in-law was completely unaware that if a person's desires aren't curbed at the beginning, they can't be controlled later.
Especially long-suppressed desires; once they're exposed, they'll grow wildly in the heart like weeds in spring. In this process, you'll constantly find reasons and excuses to indulge your wild desires until you're ultimately consumed by them.
My hands slid from my mother-in-law's back to her waist, my palms moving upwards along her sides as before, then brushing against her two bulging breasts again. The slippery sensation once again clearly entered my brain through my fingers.
Gradually, my hands moved further forward, becoming hands that were pressing against my mother-in-law's abdomen as they stroked upwards. With each stroke, I would gently massage my mother-in-law's navel with the pad of my middle finger, and her body would tremble slightly with my touch.
This was clearly a lover's caress, not a son-in-law applying sunscreen to his mother-in-law. But now my mother-in-law could no longer control her desires, and could only lie there, enjoying my caresses while panting softly.
Before me, she was practically naked from the waist up, only her breasts weren't fully exposed because she was lying down. My hands roamed freely over her chest and abdomen; although I hadn't yet touched her full breasts, I was one step closer to my goal.
Although she was panting heavily as I freely caressed her chest and abdomen, it didn't mean she had completely let go of her inhibitions and was ready to open her legs for me to enter. After all, more than ten years of constraints and traditional moral values weren't something that could be easily discarded. I had to remove
her clothes one by one; what I needed to do now was to arouse her desire as much as possible, to ignite the passion that had been suppressed for over a decade. My mother-in-law was now in the prime of her life.
I clenched my hands, feeling the amazing elasticity of her soft, pink flesh in my palms, even though it was only the lower part of her breasts. My mother-in-law let out a short groan from her nose: "Mmm, Boqi, don't..."
Hearing her groan, though extremely reluctant to part with the beautiful flesh in my hands, I immediately released her. Now was not the time to enjoy myself. I knew that letting go so readily would only displease her. Women often say "no" during intimacy, but if you really say no, they will definitely be angry, even if they don't say it.
Sure enough, my mother-in-law immediately responded to my quick action—she lowered her hips and pressed my hands under her chest and abdomen. Ever since my hands began caressing her chest and abdomen, she had slightly raised her hips, merely pressing down on her breasts, leaving her chest and abdomen suspended to facilitate the movement of my hands. Now that she had lowered her hips and pressed my hands under her, it was clearly a sign of her dissatisfaction.
I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. If my mother-in-law didn't react at all, then it would be truly over. All I had to do now was appease her dissatisfaction. Smiling, I slowly moved my hands to the center of my mother-in-law's abdomen. The pad of my left middle finger touched her navel, gently pressing and kneading, while my right hand moved below her navel, gently circling with my fingertip.
My mother-in-law's breathing immediately quickened, and her whole body trembled slightly. I could even see a layer of tiny goosebumps on her smooth, white back. Naturally, her buttocks lifted again, and the range of motion for my hands returned.
While gently feeling her soft abdomen with my fingers, I began to intensify my caresses and teasing. My left fingertips lightly traced the skin of her abdomen upwards, stopping at the lower edge of her breasts. At this moment, I clearly heard my mother-in-law let out a sigh of relief, but my next action made her inhale again.
My fingertips began to gently trace along the lower edge of her breasts, like a painter sketching. From her right breast to her left, and then from her left breast to her right, while my right hand slowly and clearly drew circles along the upper edge of her swim trunks on her abdomen.
My right hand was already quite low; if I made the circle any bigger, I might touch my mother-in-law's pubic hair! Thinking of this, my penis throbbed involuntarily in my shorts.
Under the assault of my hands, my mother-in-law's desires, suppressed for over a decade, slowly awakened. The overwhelming, uncontrollable lust caused her to give up resistance after a brief struggle, her previously tense abdomen relaxing as she peacefully enjoyed my caresses.
Soon, I noticed that her breasts, which she had been protecting, were gradually lifting. My left hand tentatively reached up, and sure enough, my mother-in-law had opened her firm, 36D breasts to me!
However, I didn't follow her lead and climb onto those breasts I had long coveted; I simply ran my fingertips lightly across their incredibly elastic shape.
A seductive moan escaped my mother-in-law's throat. My blood seemed to ignite instantly at that alluring moan, and I almost couldn't resist pressing myself against her. I took a deep breath, calming the agitation within me.
I don't like straightforward sex. I prefer a more controlled approach, where I tease the woman. This teasing process fascinates me, especially since the person I'm teasing is my mother-in-law. I don't want it to end too quickly, and I also want to ensure she doesn't take the initiative. The whole process must be under my control, which is also for future considerations.
Before my mother-in-law could say anything further, I leaned down to her ear, took her earlobe into my mouth, and gently bit it with my teeth, sucking and licking it tenderly with my tongue.
Mmm...mmm...my mother-in-law let out a series of pleasurable moans, her hands involuntarily reaching behind her to stroke my cheeks and hair. My teeth and wet tongue thoroughly licked and violated her long, white neck, leaving a row of wet teeth marks before returning to her ear.
Breathing hot air slowly into her ear, I nibbled at her earlobe and whispered in an extremely suggestive tone: "Mother-in-law, let me put sunscreen on your thighs too, okay?"
My mother-in-law gave a muffled "Mmm" in agreement, but I think she probably didn't even hear what I said clearly. I wasn't even sure if that sound was her answer or her own moan, but none of that mattered.
I stood up and withdrew my hands from under my mother-in-law's abdomen, poured some sunscreen into my palms, and caressed her still smooth and supple calves. My ten fingers, like tongues, carefully stroked down her legs, while I exclaimed, "Mother-in-law, your legs are so beautiful, I can't bear to let them go!"
My mother-in-law only hummed a few times in response. I rolled my eyes and said nothing more, focusing on using my fingers to caress her legs. My hands finally rested on her smooth, fleshy feet. Her
delicate, pink soles, round and lovely toes, and crystal-clear, spotless toenails excited even me, someone without a foot fetish.
I carefully played with her jade-like feet, repeatedly rubbing between each toe to make sure I didn't miss a single spot. My mother-in-law's plump, adorable toes were the main focus. Using the sunscreen as lubrication, I inserted my fingers between her fleshy toes, thrusting them in and out as if making love. Her pink toes curled up, gripping my fingers tightly.
My mother-in-law turned to look at me, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-closed. Seeing her soft, panting, seductive state, I couldn't help but thrust a few more times into those tight, fleshy toes.
"Oh~ oh~" My mother-in-law closed her eyes, biting her lower lip, letting out another soul-stirring moan. After I stopped, she breathed heavily for a while before glaring at me with her watery eyes and scolding, "You naughty boy!"
Oh, I couldn't help but groan inwardly, feeling the burning desire spreading throughout my body. It seemed I needed to speed things up. I placed my hands on my mother-in-law's full, white thighs, my palms sliding along the smooth curves towards the inside of her thighs. My palm was filled with a warm, plump hand, smooth and trembling with pleasure—the feeling was exquisite.
My hand continued its slow, determined upward movement, occasionally gently pinching the soft, sensitive skin of my mother-in-law's inner thigh with my fingers. The stimulation from this unrestrained caressing of her inner thigh far exceeded the pleasure derived from simply touching a woman's inner thigh.
If her moans had been deliberately suppressed before, now she was releasing waves of pleasure with uninhibited moans.
Watching my usually elegant mother-in-law emit alluring moans as my fingers moved across her inner thigh, the lewd, taboo-ridden pleasure made my blood boil instantly, threatening to burst from every pore.
My fingers traced circles on my mother-in-law's warm inner thigh, slowly approaching the mound at the center of her groin, my fingertips gently tracing the seam of her swim trunks, occasionally pinching the tender skin there.
Oh… my mother-in-law’s soft moans had become a continuous chorus.
I leaned close to her ear again, “Mother-in-law, close your eyes, don’t open them.”
My mother-in-law glanced back at me, and said in a sweet voice, “What are you trying to do, you naughty boy? I’m your mother-in-law, don’t do anything too outrageous to me!” After saying this more provocative than threatening remark, she obediently closed her eyes.
The reason I made my mother-in-law close her eyes was twofold. First, everything I had done to her earlier was under the guise of applying sunscreen. This was just a reason for her to break down her psychological defenses. Once a person finds an excuse, they can indulge in depravity with a clear conscience.
Now, if I wanted to take it a step further, I needed to find a new reason. Second, it would allow my mother-in-law to concentrate all her senses on the pleasure her body was giving her with her eyes closed.
After my mother-in-law turned her head back, I immediately got up and took off my only shorts. My already rock-hard penis sprang out, the huge, scarlet glans throbbing in the air, revealing an incomparably ferocious appearance.
Hmm... My mother-in-law seemed to sense something, a faint groan urging me to hurry.
I bent down and spread her knees as wide as possible, then folded her lower legs, making it look a bit like a breaststroke. Because my mother-in-law does yoga regularly, she's very flexible, so I wasn't worried about hurting her; this simple position was no problem for her.
I knelt behind her, grasped her two plump, pink feet, and clamped them around my erect penis. Her feet instinctively pulled back, struggling slightly under my hold before ceasing to resist.
Her breathing became noticeably more rapid. Although she may have anticipated this, the thought of touching her son-in-law's hot, burning genitals still made it hard to breathe.
I guided her plump feet to slowly move across my hard, hot penis, the sunscreen lubricating it allowing my penis to easily move between her feet.
I would occasionally gently nudge my mother-in-law's pink soles with my large glans, a soft yet firm mound of flesh appearing in my mind. Each nudge and rub would elicit a soft moan that made my whole body go weak.
Watching my mother-in-law's round toes wriggle against my penis, waves of pleasure would rush to my head. Before this, I had never imagined that playing with my mother-in-law's feet with my penis could be so pleasurable.
With my glans pressing against the soft flesh of my mother-in-law's sole, I moved her other jade-like foot under my scrotum. Before I could even signal, my mother-in-law automatically began to wiggle her five adorable toes, gently teasing my scrotum, while the sole of her other foot rubbed against my glans with its pink flesh.
Oh, I never expected my mother-in-law to be such a wonderful woman. I praised her in my heart, then turned my gaze to my mother-in-law's beautiful buttocks, which appeared even more rounded and firm as her legs were spread wide.
Her ample buttocks stretched the black swim trunks to their limit, revealing her genitals at the base of her thighs. Her large, rounded labia, like steamed buns, were barely visible through the tight fabric, with a small portion of the trunks digging into the cleft. The contrast
between her snow-white buttocks and the black trunks created a deadly allure. I almost immediately grabbed her two plump buttocks with both hands. "Oh!" My mother-in-law let out a high-pitched groan from my sudden attack.
I squeezed the soft flesh in my palms, then quickly pulled the swim trunks together, binding them tightly into her deep buttock cleft, revealing two high, white mounds of flesh perfectly before my eyes.
*Smack!* A crisp sound mingled with my mother-in-law's cry of pain. Almost instinctively, I slapped her white mounds.
The tender flesh rippled violently, creating a dazzling wave of flesh. A clear red handprint appeared on her snow-white buttocks. Looking at the clear red handprints on my mother-in-law's buttocks, I felt a sudden, inexplicable thirst.
Ignoring her pitiful gaze, *smack*—another red handprint appeared on her other buttock. With each slap, the frequent, crisp sounds of my hands, accompanied by my mother-in-law's seemingly real yet feigned moans and the undulating waves of her snow-white buttocks, echoed through the afternoon swimming pool.
Soon, my red handprints covered both of my mother-in-law's snow-white buttocks. I stopped, gently stroking her buttocks. Her two originally delicate and warm buttocks were now slightly warm, and under my caresses, she began to moan with satisfaction again.
Actually, apart from the first slap, the subsequent slaps weren't heavy. But the feeling of slapping my mother-in-law's bare buttocks was just too wonderful, and judging from her expression, she seemed quite aroused. I found a glistening wet patch on the inside of her thigh!
Lying prone with her buttocks raised, letting her naked son-in-law slap her equally naked, plump buttocks, she even managed to get some vaginal fluid! What a lewd scene!
I reached between my mother-in-law's legs and scraped upwards along her inner thigh, and that small patch of vaginal fluid flowed into my palm. I pulled my moaning mother-in-law up and let her lean against my chest.
Her bra had already come off, but she still remembered to cover her breasts with her hands. Of course, this was just a woman's subconscious self-protection, and in this situation, it could only be considered a flirtatious gesture.
I held out my hand, dripping with her fluids, to my mother-in-law's face, licking her earlobe as I whispered, "Open your eyes, Mother-in-law, look at this." My mother-in-law
seemed to know what I was about to show her; she kept her eyes tightly shut, her face flushed with embarrassment. She pinched my waist hard, saying, "You naughty boy, always bullying me. "
I thrust my hips forward, my hot glans slamming into my mother-in-law's plump buttocks, sinking in as the elastic flesh enveloped it. My mother-in-law
gasped, opening her eyes to see a hand covered in her own fluids. She let out a soft moan and quickly closed her eyes again.
My left hand, encircling her abdomen, gently traced circles on her belly, supporting her swaying hips. I licked her long neck, speaking in a muffled voice, "Mom! I've decided to call you Mom from now on; it sounds more intimate." "Mom~
" My mother-in-law didn't answer me, but just pinched my waist again, her breathing becoming more rapid. She knew very well that in this situation, my calling her "Mom" wasn't to show any intimacy, but to add fuel to the fire of incestuous desire between mother-in-law and son-in-law.
I wanted to completely break down the defenses she'd built up over a decade before the thrill of breaking through societal taboos. I placed my right hand, covered in her vaginal fluids, under my nose, inhaled deeply, and then gently blew into her ear, "Mom~ you smell so good~"
My mother-in-law trembled slightly, didn't answer, but suddenly turned her head, opened her slit-like eyes to look at me, blushed, and took my finger, covered in her own fluids, into her mouth.
I was slightly stunned, watching my right hand disappear between my mother-in-law's red lips, into a warm cavity, and then a soft, wet object coiled around me like a snake, the fluids on my finger disappearing completely after a few sucks.
My mother-in-law spat out my finger and immediately kissed my lips. A slightly fishy, sour, and salty liquid flowed from her mouth. Our lips parted, and she looked at me, panting with an indescribable allure, saying, "Mom's taste, is it good?"
I never expected my mother-in-law to be so proactive; she was always so reserved.
Swallowing the saliva in my mouth, I smiled and said, "It's delicious, Mom's taste is both alluring and delicious." Looking at my mother-in-law's flushed cheeks and misty eyes, I whispered, "Mom, let your son put some sunscreen on your breasts too!"
Oh~ you naughty son who wants to touch Mom's grandma! My mother-in-law closed her eyes again.
My hands reached out from under her armpits and without hesitation grasped her two round, jade-like breasts. Oh, these are my mother-in-law's two 36D breasts! They felt warm and smooth to the touch; with a little pressure, my fingers sank deep into them, and the soft, tender flesh even overflowed from between my fingers.
I relentlessly and forcefully squeezed my mother-in-law's two soft, supple breasts, their warm, smooth flesh changing shape freely in my palms. When my fingers pinched the pink nipples, my mother-in-law felt as if her bones had been removed, collapsing limply into my arms, panting softly.
As I kneaded them, her nipples quickly hardened, their size reminding me of the eraser on the back of a pencil. Sometimes I gently pinched and lifted the nipples, sometimes I pressed them into the breasts with my palms, kneading them frantically, almost wanting to melt my hands into them.
Previously, I could only peek at and imagine these proud breasts beneath my mother-in-law's clothes; now, I finally held them in my hands. I wanted to completely satisfy the desires that had accumulated over time.
"Mom, is this the breasts Wenwen ate when she was little? Oh~ Does it feel good when your son squeezes them? Does it feel good when he rubs your breasts?
" Looking down at his mother-in-law's naked breasts exposed to the air, two white and firm mounds were covered by two men's palms, ten thick and hard fingers deeply embedded, the two small pink nipples squeezed forward desperately, appearing bright and eye-catching. "
Oh, Mom feels so good~ Good son, mmm~ You're rubbing Mom's breasts so well~" His mother-in-law covered the back of his hand with one hand, rubbing her breasts along with his palm, while the other hand wrapped around his neck, looking at him with seductive eyes, "Mmm~ Good son, kiss Mom~"
Looking at his mother-in-law's slightly parted red lips, how could he refuse, and he kissed her fiercely. His tongue slid over his mother-in-law's soft lips, then intertwined with her wet and flexible fragrant tongue, repeatedly entwining and chasing in their mouths.

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