My brother-in-law

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my family, there are only two of us, my sister and me. My sister is a simple-minded, somewhat naive older sister. She's fairly good-looking, an ordinary office worker, and eight years older than me. Before she got married, she helped with everything at home, including cooking, cleaning, and laundry. She was the ideal daughter-in-law in the eyes of our relatives and friends. And as far as I know, she had no shortage of suitors among her college classmates and colleagues, which meant I was always her protector and a freeloader.

Speaking of my brother-in-law, he wasn't much better. He was a salesman with a very active private life, and of course, he was quite skilled at pursuing women. But every coin has two sides, and I never expected...) He, a man who had slew hundreds of women, actually fell for my sister's charms. He must have owed her something in his past life! Actually, it's not really about who owed whom, or who fell for whom; it was more like destiny. Of course, I was one of the key figures in bringing it together.

My brother-in-law and I used to be colleagues; I met him while working at his company during the summer. One day, he came to my house, saw my sister, and was instantly smitten. From then on, he found excuses to come to my house every day, not for me, but to get closer to my sister. Of course, a salesman isn't just pretending; besides sweet talk, he was extremely attentive to my sister, and he spared no expense in trying to win me over. Naturally, he eventually became my brother-in-law.

Now... To be honest, he was incredibly kind to me. Aside from emergency aid, he always took me along for social occasions. I may not be able to hold my liquor, but I certainly had the guts to drink ten thousand cups. Over time, I became his guarantee of a clean getaway. My sister was happy to let me go with him to his lavish parties, using the guise of bodyguarding to actually supervise him. Little did she know I'd already been bribed by her husband.

Don't accuse me of being a traitor or a lackey who betrayed my sister. Aside from his womanizing ways, my brother-in-law was completely sincere towards her. He often said that women work hard to support the family and care for the elderly, and he couldn't let her down. He claimed he was just playing around outside, never truly supporting her. Besides his fixed salary and substantial bonuses, most of his earnings went into the coffers, leaving only a small portion for socializing and the tips he received from me.

Actually, I didn't go out with my brother-in-law every time. Sometimes he and my sister would suddenly disappear, only to find out they were attending friend gatherings or traveling. When they returned, their relationship seemed even better, making me feel like my sister's informant was unnecessary.

One day, my brother-in-law asked me if I had a steady girlfriend or casual sex partner. At the time, I was young and impetuous and didn't want to be tied down. Of course, I wouldn't consider a life partner as my criteria for choosing a friend; I was just looking to release my excess energy, so it was impossible for me to have one.

"Want me to introduce you to a casual sex partner?" my brother-in-law said earnestly.

"No need, what if we fall in love? You can't mess with a friend's wife, and besides, I'm not that kind of person. I don't have sex with women casually without a certain level of maturity." I said it casually, but I was actually quite curious. I didn't expect my brother-in-law to have a regular casual sex partner behind my sister's back. This surprised me.

"You misunderstood! It's because of a friend of mine. He was a playboy when he was young and ruined his manhood. Now he's a bit weak and can't satisfy his wife. His wife is only in her early thirties and quite beautiful. Because she trusts me, she asked me for help. You know how I feel. How could I let your sister down? This is such a good job, and you're the first person I thought of. Of course, I'll give it to you!"

"Here's a picture of that woman." My brother-in-law pulled up a few pictures on the computer. The woman was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but a thin veil. You could vaguely see that she had delicate skin and a well-proportioned figure, but you couldn't see her face. However, you could tell that she was around thirty years old.

"Is this a honey trap? Why doesn't she show her face?" Seeing such a good catch, I was a little tempted.

"Don't worry about that. She's just a decent woman. The photos were taken when she was drunk and asleep. Otherwise, she wouldn't allow it. Her husband is also worried about the photos getting leaked, so he wants to protect her. Like you said, you shouldn't mess with your friend's wife. I know both of them very well. I'm sorry, but why don't you not tell your sister? I'll sacrifice

myself and do it for her." "Then I'll gladly accept." An opportunity like this, beneficial to both parties, why not?

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My brother-in-law and sister went on vacation again, and I was bored to death at home alone. I was just about to go out hunting with my buddies when my phone rang. Could it be one of my best friends, so in sync, enthusiastically inviting me out?

"Hello... Brother-in-law!" It was my brother-in-law's phone number. "Where's my sister?" Usually, it was my sister who called to check in, asking if I needed to buy any souvenirs or anything. I didn't hear my sister's voice, only my brother-in-law saying, "I'm not with her. She went somewhere else with her friends. Are you free now?"

"What's up?" I asked curiously.

"The good job I told you about last time. Do you want to come over?" My brother-in-law seemed a little excited. Could this guy have sent my sister away to meet his lover?

"Tell me the location." I copied down the address; it was a private villa in Yilan.

I arrived at the address and saw my brother-in-law waiting outside. He led me inside, through a luxurious living room, and into a bedroom. I saw a woman who looked exactly like in the photos, wearing a sexy nightgown, her lower body covered by a sheet, asleep. Because the room was dimly lit, I wasn't quite used to it yet, and it seemed like she was wearing a mask, but her figure was beautiful, and I immediately got aroused.

"Come on... don't be in such a hurry, let's go outside for a drink." My brother-in-law practically dragged me outside.

"Where's her husband?" I found it a bit strange.

"Have a drink with me, and I'll tell you." Outside, on the table, there was an empty bottle and three teacups. Two of them showed signs of being drunk, and one was full but untouched.

"After my brother-in-law and I downed a drink, he said, 'Actually, to be honest, her husband wanted me to be with her. I'm just too familiar with her, and if she finds out it was me, I don't know how I'll face her. Besides, I really can't bring myself to do it to her. I asked her husband to get her drunk before I left.'

I was probably too excited and downed several drinks. My brother-in-law advised me not to drink too much, lest I become impotent. Then he took out a mask and told me, 'Her husband instructed me that because he himself is impotent, he often uses role-playing to add spice.' So he wanted me to wear a mask too, and try not to make a sound, partly to avoid being recognized."

"I'll be back in an hour. Oh, I forgot to tell you, her husband calls her 'baby.'" With that, my brother-in-law wisely left.

I staggered towards her room, and when I pushed open the door, "baby" was clearly fast asleep. The show I'd been waiting for was finally about to begin. The thought of raping a married woman today filled me with excitement, and I also felt an unbearable hardness down there, eager to get to bed and have some fun right away.

However, safety couldn't be ignored. I looked out the window to make sure my brother-in-law had already driven away, and after checking the entire room to make sure there were no security cameras or anything like that, I took off my clothes and went into the room.

"Strange... what kind of wine is this? It's so potent." I felt overwhelmed by the alcohol as soon as I got into bed. Besides my unusually hard erection, the whole room felt filled with a lewd atmosphere, and my body was burning hot

. The half-naked woman on the bed looked incredibly alluring. I shook my head, trying to stay sober, ready to enjoy this married woman's feast. I staggered towards her bedside, and as I stepped onto the bed, I almost fell off with a "thud." My darling was clearly fast asleep and hadn't been woken up. By the light, I could see her face. Her transparent nightgown was half-open, revealing two full breasts partially exposed through the thin fabric, one areola visible, though I couldn't see it. The nipples, but… that was even more alluring than full exposure.

A sheet covered her waist, reaching her thighs. With trembling hands, I pulled the sheet down, below her waist, slowly revealing her dark flower garden. Then I pulled it down a little more, gradually revealing her private parts. To say I was enjoying the pleasure of voyeurism would be an understatement; I enjoyed the thrill and surprise of slowly unveiling a mystery.

I stood by the bed, facing my darling's alluring body, patting my aching penis, telling it to hold on. It was already throbbing, aching and itchy, ready to be thrust into and satisfy me, but I really didn't want to finish so quickly, to end this once-in-a-lifetime moment so hastily!

I moved closer to her thighs, revealing a large patch of dark pubic hair. I looked up at her reaction, parting the grass to find her labia in the mud: "Wow...it's already so wet!" This aroused me, I was extremely excited, and ignoring her reaction, I brought my mouth to it, kissing and licking, my nose and mouth covered in her juices.

"Mmm...husband...don't lick anymore, it hurts..." I was startled by her muffled, dreamlike moans, thankfully it was just a hum, nothing more. After a few seconds, I slowly bent her legs, opening them wider, and inserted my tongue. This time gently, I felt the juices constantly overflowing from her vaginal opening, sour and salty. Her inner thighs trembled in rhythm with my movements, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and she let out soft moans.

Smelling the musky scent, seeing her beautiful, red, moist labia, and hearing her sweet voice, faced with such a beautiful sight, my urge to insert my penis into her honeypot grew stronger and stronger. I could no longer control myself. I climbed onto the bed and gently pulled her nightgown aside, revealing her full, snow-white breasts.

This time, I was going to enjoy myself to the fullest. My large penis, pressed against the entrance of her vagina, didn't rush to penetrate. I first caressed her breasts and kissed her. Even though there were masks between us, we still tried our best to put our tongues into each other's mouths and suckle with abandon.

She also began to cooperate with me, involuntarily twisting her slender waist. Unexpectedly, my darling reached down to my crotch and touched my penis, saying, "How come it's so big? So hard!" Being touched and pinched by her, I really couldn't hold back anymore. I was about to ejaculate, so I had no choice but to take advantage of the situation and thrust my penis hard into her vagina. "Ah..." She gasped, and then my penis began to slowly move in and out like a piston.

"Baby... I want you to feel good, I want to make you feel like you're in heaven, with endless orgasms." I didn't care whether she recognized me or not. I was burning with lust and didn't care about that anymore.

"Honey...your penis is so hot and hard! It's been so long since I've felt this way, I love it." I paused for a moment, and in my hazy state, the voice seemed somewhat familiar. But by then, my mind was completely clouded, I couldn't think straight, and a contraction ran through me. I knew she had completely entered a state of ecstatic climax, so I increased the speed of my thrusting.

"Ah...I want more...it's been so long since I've felt this way, I want more...oh..." The hoarse, ecstatic cries of a woman under my lewd control, the conquering pleasure made my whole body tense, my whole body tingling and numb, I felt like I was about to explode.

Perhaps my darling's cries below inspired me, I thought: It's rare to feel this good, I'll go for it! I held back for a few seconds, but my darling held me tightly, her arms wrapped around my upper body, her fingertips digging into the muscles of my back, making it hard for me to breathe. The pain brought me back to my senses. Even her breathing sounded familiar, so familiar…

“Husband…please…I want more…don’t stop…ooh…” My darling clung to me, her moans like sobs, that need to be loved. Ten men, eleven men, would fight tooth and nail for her, who cares who she is, let’s go to heaven together!

I grabbed her breasts and kneaded them, thrusting harder. Soon, she clung to me tightly, panting heavily, her hips arching repeatedly, her voice hoarse, mumbling something unintelligible.

I knew she had reached her second orgasm, because the penis inside her felt like it was being sucked in waves, spasming and contracting. I thrust forcefully dozens of times, then a wave of release washed over me, and I collapsed, completely exhausted, beside her. So good, I just want to rest.

I discovered my darling was also paralyzed. She lay limply in my arms, her eyes glazed over, her breathing even as she savored the afterglow. I continued to fondle her breasts and kiss her lips. To be honest, I wanted to unveil her and see this lovely woman, but I was too comfortable to remove my hands. We both fell asleep contentedly…

The next morning, I woke up with a headache. I touched the side of my head, but my darling was gone. I tried to recall if I was dreaming, but the sheets were stained with lewd marks, so it couldn't be. I went to the living room and saw the table had been cleaned up. There was a note that read, “Thank you for your efforts. My wife is very satisfied, although she thought it was me last night. I hope you'll have the chance to serve her again next time.” It was signed “My Darling’s Husband.”

I immediately called my brother-in-law: “Brother-in-law, what exactly happened last night? And I think I recognize that darling.” I mean, she was so drunk and confused. Was something added to her drink? And who was that woman?

"Brother-in-law, never mind who that woman is. I didn't realize you were so capable. Her husband originally wanted my help, but seeing his wife all smiles, he insisted on having you. It's making me a little jealous. You're really enjoying yourself."

"That woman is nice! But I really want to know who she is. It's weird to wonder who she's sleeping with."

"Don't think about it too much. The villa was rented until noon today, and the rent has been paid. They provide meals, so go wash up and have breakfast! As for who that woman is, she'll let you know next time when the time is right."

I met my brother-in-law the next day. My sister and brother-in-law were walking together, looking so sweet. They always came back from trips like that, so I was used to it and didn't find it strange anymore. In fact, I'd say it was enviable!

'Who is that woman?' This question kept churning in my mind. Another month passed, and just when I was about to forget about it, my brother-in-law called from home. He spoke very softly, as if afraid my sister would hear.

"My brother-in-law, my friend called and asked for your help. Are you free?" Then, "Honey, I'll be right there." My brother-in-law covered the phone and said to the person next to him. I thought I recognized the voice.

"Okay! When?" I agreed, thinking to myself, "This time I must find out who she is, and I must bring my own alcohol. I absolutely cannot touch my brother-in-law's alcohol."

(II)

A month ago, because of my brother-in-law, I slept with a woman in her thirties. We met again this time. Although the result was happy, I always felt that there was something wrong with my brother-in-law's alcohol. Although I wouldn't say I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, I can at least drink a bottle of strong liquor without getting drunk. That time I got completely drunk, feeling dizzy, but very excited. He must have drugged me, but there shouldn't be any need for that, right?

Strangely, although the young woman was wearing a mask, I felt like I'd seen her somewhere before. Her voice, her figure—I've recently listed several possibilities: classmates from elementary school to university, friends to colleagues, even relatives; including family (too much of a mess, of course impossible). After racking my brains, there's only one possibility: a "one-night stand, friends with benefits." That's obvious; that situation that day was perfectly legitimate "friends with benefits."

There's another impossible possibility, everyone says so, and since everyone says so, it's possible: "my sister." From any angle, it can't be "my sister." Why?

Because for over twenty years, how could I not recognize her? Besides, she couldn't possibly be that promiscuous; I know that very well. She's beautiful, but introverted by nature. If it weren't for my brother-in-law using me to pursue her relentlessly, she'd still be a virgin. My sister should give me a sales bonus for getting married. And why would my brother-in-law risk immorality or being a pimp by offering his wife and brother-in-law's child together? What if incest produces a freak...?

The more I thought about it, the more puzzled I became. I had to get to the bottom of this. The appointed time arrived, and my brother-in-law called, asking me to come in an hour, to the usual place. I'd been there once before and knew the way well, so I arrived early, but my brother-in-law wasn't there. I waited outside for over ten minutes before he finally came out.

When he saw I was carrying two bottles of top-grade whisky, he immediately asked, "Hey Xiaofei, really, I don't have any alcohol. I just need to say so, and even if I don't have any, my friend will prepare it for me. Why did you bring your own? That's too formal!"

"Brother-in-law, you misunderstand. You know I only drink this brand of single malt whisky. It's strong enough, tastes good, and doesn't give me a headache. I didn't want to trouble you! How about this, I'll pay this time, and you can treat me next time."

"Alright, I'll go with your word then, so you won't say I have a problem with my drinking," my brother-in-law said disappointedly. Hearing this, I felt embarrassed; how could I be so suspicious? After settling down in the living room, I inevitably had a few drinks with my brother-in-law.

"I'll rest in another room this time, no need to avoid it, right?" my brother-in-law suggested. Of course, I couldn't say anything, especially since he had arranged everything; how could I kick him out? We just chatted casually while drinking, my mind preoccupied with the woman in the room, waiting to vent.

"Look at you, why are you drinking so fast? Want to get things done quickly, right?" He noticed, and I felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't rush... I just got her drunk before she went to rest; the alcohol hasn't fully taken effect yet. Wait a bit, or go take a shower first. She's all smelling nice; look at you, you're covered in sweat."

"Yes, brother-in-law!" I quickly rushed into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and came out in less than ten minutes.

I didn't see my brother-in-law when I came out, so I went closer to the room to check. I found him softly calling to the woman on the bed. The bedside lamp was on, casting a dim yellow light. The familiar figure was lying on her side, wearing a very thin silk nightgown, the front half-open, revealing her cleavage. The curves of her body, illuminated by the light and shadow, were incredibly alluring, and I immediately became aroused.

My brother-in-law saw me about to go in, gestured for me to be quiet, and then came back out, closing the door behind him. He said, "She's not fast asleep yet, wait a bit!" Then he went back to the living room and had a few more drinks.

"Brother-in-law, where's her husband?" I wondered. Wasn't he worried about his wife? I had arrived early this time, and he was nowhere to be seen either.

"I asked him to leave first because I was afraid he'd get jealous if he saw his wife being with someone else. Otherwise, I'll call him back now to watch the show. What do you think?" My brother-in-law's quick wit was top-notch

. Hearing him say that, I felt guilty and quickly said, "No need! No need! It'll be awkward if we meet." "What do you think of her? Isn't she amazing?" My brother-in-law asked seriously.

"Not bad, looks... I don't know how she is, but her figure and skin are amazing, especially during sex. Not only is her moaning captivating, but her body movements are also incredibly seductive. She's so wet and tight, a real slutty housewife. It feels so good to fuck her. It's just a shame her husband isn't lucky enough to have her; what a waste."

"Oh... yeah! I think so too." My brother-in-law said, a strange expression flashing across his face.

"Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that about your friend." He had talked too much.

"It's okay! Actually, it's related to the training I've given her these past two years. It wasn't easy for her to get to this point, but I'm impotent and can't enjoy it. But hearing you describe his wife so well, you must be very happy!" "

Then my sister must be just like her, well trained by you, right?" After saying that, he realized he had made a mistake. How could he joke about his sister? It was disrespectful. And his brother-in-law seemed a little unhappy, pausing for a moment.

"You even dare to talk about your own sister? Aren't you afraid she'll kill you!" He knew I was raised by my sister since I was little, and whenever I was naughty or didn't study hard, she would discipline me like a strict mother, so I still had a sense of awe towards her.

"Strange! I keep saying things I shouldn't today. I'll drink a penalty shot." Why am I becoming more and more out of line today?

"Hehe! Actually, I don't object to what you say. How about this, Xiao Fei, from now on, I'll train your girlfriend first. After I've trained her to my satisfaction, she'll marry you, how about that?" He finished with a wicked smile.

"Sure! As long as your wife agrees, I...no problem." I figured my sister would never allow him to touch another woman, especially not her own sister-in-law, so I naturally agreed with feigned generosity. Who knew...

my brother-in-law glanced at his watch and said, "That should be about right. Like I always say, wear masks the whole time, and promise me you won't reveal each other's masks. You know all my business associates; if we recognize each other, it won't be good to see each other again." "

Yes, brother-in-law." Sometimes it's like that. I'm always hanging out with my brother-in-law, so he can't hide anything I'm thinking. But I only see my sister once in a while, like strangers. I was hoping to sneak a peek at who she was, but now...

I stood up to step out, but suddenly the world spun around me, and I stumbled and almost fell. How could this happen? My alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that bad, right? Besides, it's the alcohol I brought for my usual drinking sessions. Impossible! Could it be that while I was showering just now…?

My brother-in-law rushed over to help me up: “How come your alcohol tolerance has gotten so bad after just over a month without going out drinking with me?” “I thought so too, sorry! Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve had a drink.” I shook my head, hoping to sober up a bit. Holding onto the back of the furniture chair, I swayed and slowly walked towards the room, muttering to myself, “How did I get so dizzy? And my lower abdomen feels unusually hot, and my lower body feels painfully swollen, I must have been drugged again…” I felt a strange smile on my brother-in-law’s face. I went into the room and locked the door to prevent my brother-in-law from peeking. Lying on the bed was the young woman, her soft silk nightgown clinging to her skin, showing off her sexy and charming figure. Although she was wearing a mask, her beautiful features were still visible. Suddenly, I remembered to see who she was. Thank goodness! I was drunk, but I hadn’t forgotten the important thing, and I had long forgotten my brother-in-law’s advice. I walked to the other side of the bed and carefully examined her masked face. She seemed familiar, a very feminine young woman. Maybe she was wearing perfume; her scent was similar to one of my ex-girlfriends! But why was it getting blurrier and blurrier? I shook my head a few times, but it still wasn't clear. Perhaps it was the perfume; my penis started acting up, urging its owner to hurry up. I took off my clothes, reached out and rubbed my throbbing penis, trying to soothe it: "Calm down, today I'm going to find out everything about her before I let you enjoy her properly." I reached out and pulled off her mask. "Ouch...it hurts...what are you doing? You're hurting me." Even though her eyes weren't open, I was startled and quickly squatted down. What a close call! My chest was pounding. I hadn't been paying attention, and the rubber band had snapped against her face, leaving a red, swollen mark. I almost woke her up. 'What am I doing?' I thought. If I woke her up, not only would I not get to play, but she might also sue me. It wouldn't be worth it. I decided to abandon the idea. With that decision, I felt much more relaxed. That's right! Enjoy this moment, who cares who she is or what she looks like? My brother-in-law wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Baby, wake up! Wake up!" I shook her a few times, but there was no response. Looking at her sleeping face, her long, black hair covered most of it, leaving only a small patch of forehead above her eyes. It was neat and smooth, without a single wrinkle or blemish. Her eyebrows were very similar to mine, thick and black but not coarse, slightly curved and neat, indicating that she usually trimmed them. And her lips under the mask were somewhat charming and quite sexy. Perhaps she was a little thirsty, because she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. "Damn!" That look was extremely provocative, and I couldn't help but gently kiss her lips: "Sorry, I hurt you just now, let me moisten them for you!" I used my tongue to pry open her teeth, searching for her fragrant tongue, moistening it, and licking her dry lips with the saliva in her mouth. Naturally, she rolled over and wrapped her arms around me tightly, not letting me leave, sucking on my lips, making me almost unable to breathe. Taking the opportunity, I slipped my hand inside her silk pajamas, caressing her flawless, smooth skin, feeling her soft, boneless, slender figure, her delicate waist, and her flat, smooth abdomen—clearly, she hadn't given birth yet. Following the plain downwards, I entered the black grassland, where soft, fragrant grass covered her full mons pubis, just the size of a palm, smooth as feathers. I parted it in the middle, following the cleft to find the protrusion above the valley, teasing her sensitive clitoris—warm and slippery, it felt quite comfortable to touch. "Mmm…ah…ah…" Unable to withstand the passionate kisses and the stimulation below, she finally loosened her grip, stopping the suffocating kiss. One hand grabbed me, wanting me to caress her breasts, while the other hand groped my lower body, searching for the penis that brought her pleasure. Her honeyed entrance was already overflowing with spring tide, my fingers, as I rubbed, were covered in her love juice. "Mmm...so good...I want more..." The baby's face was slightly flushed, her eyes were alluring, and her voice was so charming and wanton that it was captivating and seductive.

Inspired by her blissful state, I decided to tease her and drive her wild. "Baby...you're so beautiful, your moans are so alluring...I love you so much." To avoid being recognized, I licked the inside of her sensitive ear, whispering softly. She couldn't take the stimulation and moaned loudly.

"Husband...love you...mmm...it's so itchy...so comfortable..." she murmured incoherently in her sleep. I lowered my head, kissed her delicate neck, and gently removed her unsightly nightgown, revealing her erect nipples on her pink breasts.

"Oh...eat...eat it..." She thrust out her breasts, and I knew what she wanted. My tongue lingered on her pale pink areolas, inhaling the scent of her skin, occasionally teasing her nipples, which were growing increasingly erect. I couldn't resist giving them a light bite, and she cried out, "Mmm...gently..."

My fingers below quickened their pace, amplifying her pleasure. "Ah..." Her body involuntarily writhed, her hands weakly gripping me, shaking me, hoping for more. Her breathing became rapid.

"Husband...I want you...my penis...inside...quickly..." She opened her legs, her hands suddenly gripping my penis tightly, trying to insert it. My penis ached and felt uncomfortable from her grip. Before I could even use my tongue, she was already close to climaxing. Since that was the case, there was no need to be polite!

I hooked my arm around her jade-like legs and lifted them up, her raised legs revealing her private garden. The previous caresses of my fingers had already soaked her pubic hair with honey-like fluid, and the pink clitoris of her vagina opened and closed with the twisting of her body, exuding a salty, lewd scent. I gathered up my already hot and hard penis, aimed it at the entrance, and inserted it all the way in, then slowly pumped in and out.

"Mmm... ah... ah... faster..." Her hips twisted even more violently, her legs crossed and tightly wrapped around my lower body, shaking her head, her cries growing louder and louder. Afraid that my brother-in-law outside couldn't bear it, I leaned in to kiss her, but for some reason, my lips suddenly stung. It turned out that she would bite when passionate, and the pain almost made me cry out.

Since I couldn't touch her lips during passion, I changed tactics. I grabbed her breasts and licked, sucked, and bit them. Her head tilted back, her face flushed, and her body trembled with my gentle bites.

"Husband...faster...faster...oh..." Suddenly her body stiffened and straightened. I knew she was reaching her climax. Last time, my beautiful back was scratched, but this time she gripped my arms tightly, her long fingernails digging into my flesh.

Calling her a beautiful and sexy stunner wouldn't be an exaggeration, especially during sex. From foreplay to climax, even at the peak, her expressions and body language would captivate any man. I tried my best to please her, but she was also like a dangerous lover, biting and scratching during passionate moments. If possible, I'd probably devour you. However, to be exhausted and die in bed for her, even as a ghost, would be a glorious death.

"Husband...so hot...so hard...I want more...more..." Her cries and writhing continued, and the contractions of her vagina made me reflexively accelerate, going at full speed. She was also in a frenzied state before her second orgasm. I didn't know if it was sweat or tears, but her hair on her forehead was soaked and stuck to her face. Perhaps it was itchy and uncomfortable, she grabbed her mask and pulled it down...

I was on the verge of ejaculating, thrusting wildly all the way to the bottom. My whole body and face were covered in sweat, and my eyes were blurred with sweat, so I couldn't open them. I thought I was dreaming. When I saw clearly, I freed one hand to rub my eyes. It was true! The one I had always wanted to see, once she took off her mask and appeared in front of me, I would rather not know who she was.

You guessed it, it was my sister, who was eight years older than me and had helped my parents take care of me since I was little! Although the truth was enough to shock me so much I rolled off the bed, my animalistic instincts, reaching climax, were unstoppable. At that moment, my sister beneath me, her genitals intimately connected to mine, could only be considered my girlfriend, lover, or sex partner. Though such terms were somewhat disrespectful to her, they were the truth.

"Husband...hold on...don't stop..." My sister seemed to know I was about to climax, her ten fingers digging into my buttocks, her nails digging into my flesh, stinging me and trying to bring me back to my senses. Perhaps I should retreat and end this chaotic scene, but the tingling sensation below urged me to persevere, pushing my millions of sperm forward. I finally understood what "unleashed animalistic instincts" truly meant.

'Sister, baby, let me enjoy myself first, I'll apologize to you another day,' I cried out in my heart, adjusting my position. To prevent her from scratching me again, I pressed against her palms, our fingers intertwined, my legs half-kneeling, clamping her pink buttocks, thrusting forward harder and deeper with each stroke, penetrating deep into my sister's core.

"Slap...slap...slap...squeak...squeak..." The room was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding and my sister's juices splattering. My sister shook her head violently and screamed as I thrust into her, her legs swinging on my shoulders. Suddenly, with a surge of strength, she broke free from my grasp, tightly embracing me, her slender waist arching upwards to receive the climax, her lower body convulsing. I was just one step away from climax, and continued thrusting. A

surge of pleasure shot through me, my ejaculation gates opened wide, and my "little brother" gushed out... "Oh no! I can't ejaculate inside." Although it's difficult to pull out at the height of pleasure, I still had reservations. Incest had already committed a grave mistake; I couldn't afford to cause a death. Just as I was about to withdraw, my sister used her legs to hold me tightly, pressing me against her, making it impossible to pull out. This time, every last drop of my semen shot deep into my sister's womb.

Stimulated by my hot semen, my sister trembled, passionately embracing me, her face filled with blissful enjoyment of the sexual pleasure. Unbeknownst to her, at that moment, the penis inserted into her vagina was her own brother's, and his semen was nourishing her uterus, propelling her towards her egg.

I turned my face away, unable to look at her. I knew I had made a huge mistake; my sister would definitely kill me if she found out the truth. Finally, when she was satisfied and let go, I grabbed my clothes and rushed out of the room. My sister opened her eyes, looking confused.

As soon as I reached the living room, I met my brother-in-law: "What's wrong?" I straightened my clothes, not bothering to explain or linger, and rushed out of the villa.

"Xiao Fei, what exactly happened?" My brother-in-law called halfway there.

"Brother-in-law, you…" I didn't know how to begin.

After a long pause, my brother-in-law said calmly, "You know everything?"

"Does my sister know too?" I was worried.

"Don't worry! She doesn't know; she thinks it was me."

"Brother-in-law! How could you do this?" I was filled with both sadness and anger.

"Xiao Fei, although it was my fault, some things aren't what you think. I'll explain it to you another time." His tone was tinged with helplessness.

My brother-in-law's confident and successful demeanor in business was completely different from how he was now. Perhaps men find it difficult to talk about problems in that area, but he deeply loved my sister, that much was certain. I really wanted to forgive him and hear what he had to say.

That night, I couldn't sleep. My sister and I grew up in a very traditional family, and my sexual awakening was quite late. It was only when my brother-in-law took me out for business dinners while I was working that I slowly became aware of these things. Although I discovered I was quite enthusiastic about sex, it was only to release excess energy. I only had respect for my sister, who was eight years older than me, and no sexual fantasies.

When my sister bathed me as a child, I would peek at her breasts, curious about why a few black hairs could be seen through her underwear. I even peeked at her bathing because of this, but it was only out of curiosity. "Incest" was impossible for me. I never expected... it would turn out like this.

I finally fell asleep, but the next morning, I vaguely felt someone beside me. I touched her and found it was a woman, naked. "Was that you yesterday?" Why was it my sister's voice? I thought, "Did she find out?" Just as I was about to explain, I stared at my sister's naked body, my eyes wide with fascination. She was so sexy and alluring. My sister angrily said, "Have you looked enough?" That's when I woke up. It was just a dream. The worst part was, I had an erection.

(III)

Why did my sister appear naked in my dream? Am I infatuated with her body? How should I get along with my sister in the future? What will she do if she finds out? Will she get pregnant with my child...? I actually had a relationship with my beloved sister since childhood... How annoying~~ It's all my brother-in-law's fault. Let's see how he explains himself.

Why did my sister appear naked in my dream? Am I infatuated with her body? How should I get along with her in the future? Does she know what will happen? Will she get pregnant with my child...? I actually had a relationship with my beloved older sister since childhood, so annoying~~ It's all my brother-in-law's fault, let's see how he explains himself.

I didn't see my brother-in-law and sister again for three weeks. I brought a box of fruit to visit my sister's house. Because of what happened before, I felt guilty and a little timid. When my sister opened the door and saw me, she greeted me happily: "Xiao Fei, it's rare for such a busy person like you to visit my humble abode. Are you very busy? You never come to my house to sit down. Come in, don't look so silly."

"No, not at all! It's been months since I last saw you, and you're still as beautiful and charming as ever." My sister was wearing a camisole, without a bra underneath. Her nipples and full breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric. I didn't think much of it before, but now, seeing it almost made my nose bleed. I was almost dumbfounded.

"You're so shameless, even taking advantage of your older sister. Be careful your brother-in-law gets jealous." My sister seems more cheerful now?

"I'll go prepare some side dishes. Stay for dinner later, and have a couple of drinks with your brother-in-law. Otherwise, he can't find anyone to drink with, so he always makes me drink, getting me completely drunk. I'm almost turning into an alcoholic."

'Sister, you didn't turn into an alcoholic, but you did lose your virginity while drunk.' I thought to myself, almost saying it out loud.

"What have you been busy with lately? Why haven't you come to see me? Have you gotten a girlfriend and forgotten about your older sister?"

"Sister, no! There's been some trouble with a client lately, and it's been a bit complicated, so I haven't been able to come. It's just the two of us siblings in our family, and we're so close. How could I forget my sister for someone else? Brother-in-law, don't you agree?" After saying that, I deliberately looked at my brother-in-law to see what he would say.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Fei asked me to say hello to you, I forgot to tell you. Besides, there's nothing I can't handle, Xiao Fei. If you have any troubles, just tell me, and I, as your brother-in-law, will definitely help you to the end." My brother-in-law stood up from his chair to explain, looking even more guilty than I was.

"Alright! You two stop with your back-and-forth, acting like a double act? I can't help with your men's affairs. I only have one brother, so if there's anything he doesn't understand, you, as his brother-in-law, should be more understanding." My sister continued, "Xiao Fei, you too, don't be polite with your brother-in-law, he's very good at handling these things. You two chat, I'm going to get busy." After saying that, she walked towards the kitchen.

"Sister, don't prepare so much, a dozen or so dishes will be enough." It had been a long time since I had tasted my sister's cooking. After getting married, she and her husband rarely cooked at home, and it was rare for my sister to cook for me. Since I came in, I felt that my sister was probably unaware of this matter, so I felt much more relaxed and chatted casually for a few minutes.

Looking at my sister's back in her cute hot pants, she was really sexy, and I stared, completely mesmerized. "Xiao Fei! What are you looking at? Your older sister has a great figure, right?" My brother-in-law caught me peeking.

My sister took two side dishes out of the refrigerator: "Here are two side dishes. You two chat first, but don't say anything bad about me!" I used to complain to my brother-in-law that my sister was too strict, so she was giving me a heads-up.

My brother-in-law and I chatted and drank, neither of us saying a word. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore: "Brother-in-law, my sister said you're really good at this, no wonder you orchestrated this whole thing." Seeing my sister already busy in the kitchen, I dared to question my brother-in-law.

"Xiao Fei~~ Don't make things up and mock me. I am good at it, but that's in my career. I almost sold my family happiness to build my career, and I regret it now. Actually, I own a significant portion of the villa hotel you went to that day. I almost lost my life because of it." Seeing my brother-in-law's regretful face, I didn't know how to tease him further.

It turns out that to finalize that business deal, some wining and dining was inevitable. I remember one time I didn't go with him, and my brother-in-law got completely drunk. That night, he went out with his client to a famous place and hired a well-known, popular hostess. Unfortunately, he didn't use a condom. A few days later, he heard that the hostess had tested positive for HIV. He was completely stunned.

Because of this, my brother-in-law lost a lot of weight, and his beer belly disappeared. He thought he had won the lottery. Later, he went for a blood test, thankfully it was negative. But there's a window of opportunity for HIV, and he didn't dare to be careless, fearing it might infect his family. He always used the excuse of being too busy with work and too stressed to have sex with my sister. He tried to use a condom, but later found it really didn't work.

"Could you see a psychologist or a related clinic for treatment?"

My brother-in-law loves my sister and is afraid of infecting her. When talking about not being able to be with her sister, her expression was full of guilt: "I mustered up the courage to contact her, but it didn't work. The doctor said it was psychological and she's slowly recovering. I want to wait until I'm confirmed to be free of HIV before everything can return to normal."

"What does that have to do with contacting me?" I still felt it was unreasonable; this shouldn't have happened.

"Listen to me, your sister is a very traditional and conservative woman. Once, I tricked her into going to a partner-swapping event, trying to make up for what I couldn't give her. Everyone wore masks. She was so nervous when she went, clinging to me tightly. After she came back, she didn't speak to me for a whole month, and we almost got a divorce." No wonder her marriage was in crisis for a while.

"I thought she was angry with me, but one night, your sister said she wanted to give me a gift, and then she dressed up as Catwoman to come see me. She forced herself to participate in the role-playing game for my sake, which made me feel even more guilty. I decided I had to treat her well."

"And then? Did you and your sister resume your normal sex life?" I asked curiously, lost in thought.

"Of course, there was no other way. In the end, we relied on alcohol and aphrodisiacs to enhance the sexual experience. We would go on a trip about once a month, and then I would ask her to drink with me. Of course, I did something to the drink... I almost used a sex toy to help her."

No wonder! But this aphrodisiac...

My brother-in-law seemed to know my question and immediately said, "Don't worry! I've investigated this aphrodisiac. It only makes people excited and confused, and there are no side effects. I originally wanted to find a masseur or a single man to serve your sister, but for safety reasons, I thought about it for a long time and gave up."

My brother-in-law took a sip of his drink and continued, "Didn't I introduce a girlfriend to you before? Then I had a bright idea, and I thought I should keep the benefits within the family, so I thought of asking you for help. I'm not a bad brother-in-law, am I? But I didn't expect to be exposed so quickly."

So that's how it is. The truth finally came out. But I still feel that even so, it shouldn't have been done like this.

"Stay for dinner later, and if you can, stay overnight and keep your sister company." My brother-in-law said it as if it were very natural, not considering it a serious mistake.

"Brother-in-law, you've gone too far! How can you say that! My sister is your wife, don't you think this is outrageous? It's incest!" Sympathizing with my brother-in-law was one thing, but acting impulsively knowing the consequences was unacceptable.

"Xiao Fei, what are you thinking? I only said I'd keep your sister company, not that I meant doing *that* kind of thing. Fine! Even if we do, it's for your sister's safety. Do you expect me to just find a stranger to help? If you think that's acceptable, then fine." My brother-in-law's face darkened; he'd probably misunderstood him.

"I'm sorry! I misunderstood you. Let's talk about this later!" Honestly, if my brother-in-law really found someone else, I'd worry about my sister's safety, but doing it myself would feel far more guilty than pleasurable. But at that moment, a strange change occurred in my mind. The mention of finding someone else made me feel a pang of jealousy, as if a voice inside me was saying, "No, she's mine!" "

What are you all talking about? It's so lively. What's so important that you need a stranger's help? The food's ready, let's eat and chat."

Thank goodness! She probably didn't hear me, right? My sister's kitchen skills are still there; she cooked a whole table of food in no time.

"It's rare for the three of us to eat together, let's celebrate! Cheers!" My sister said, downing her drink in one gulp.

"Your sister's in a good mood! Let's not spoil her mood, bottoms up." My brother-in-law also picked up his glass and downed it.

"Alright! I'll accept, bottoms up!" I drank mine in one gulp. It's better to be drunk, so I won't feel guilty seeing my sister.

"Xiao Fei, you're busy, but don't forget about dating. You're not getting any younger, so I have to keep an eye on you for Mom and Dad. How was that Miss Xu your brother-in-law introduced you to last time?"

"She was alright! But she's nowhere near as good as my sister." I said casually, but my brother-in-law found it grating. I had told him before that she seemed lively and enthusiastic on the surface, but after sleeping with her, she was very stiff in bed. And I was already her second boyfriend. Comparing me to my sister, my brother-in-law was obviously suspicious and glared at me.

"How can I compare to her! She's young, beautiful, and capable. If I were good, would your brother-in-law be out all the time, chatting and socializing with girls?"

My brother-in-law made a helpless gesture in protest. I thought to myself, but couldn't say, "Sister, you're the best woman in the world. You're virtuous, good at housework, beautiful, and very feminine. Your performance in bed is the best example in men's eyes. She's far inferior to you." I shook my head. What's wrong with me? I keep thinking about my sister's bed life.

"A thousand cups are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend," and with a rare day off tomorrow, plus something on my mind, I got drunk after only a few drinks. I remember being helped into my room by my sister and brother-in-law. I got up to pee that night, went back to bed, and tried to fall back asleep, but for some reason, I could

n't. I got up and walked around, and heard sounds coming from my sister's room. Those who have been through it know what those sounds are like. I thought I shouldn't disturb them, so I tried to go back to sleep… My eyes were closed, but my ears wouldn't shut out. I seemed to hear very lewd sounds, one after another. Gradually, an image surfaced in my mind: my sister naked in bed, her body arched in distress, her hands grasping her breasts, her breasts erect with excitement, her nipples pink and tempting, her sexy lips slightly parted, glistening from being licked by her tongue…

"No…no…I don't want to…" I covered my ears, trying to block out the sounds from the next room. Why did my sister's sexy body keep appearing? Why did it always arouse my body? This guilt was painful yet pleasurable, and I couldn't pull myself away.

"No…let me commit this sin one more time, just once." I couldn't suppress my primal desires, and my guilt overwhelmed me. I tiptoed to my brother-in-law's door. The door was ajar, and I pushed it open a crack. Inside, a couple was having sex. My heart raced, my head was burning, and my lower body ached. So this is what "voyeurism" feels like.

"Oh...husband...are you done yet...um...put it in quickly." My sister lay on the bed, her legs spread in an M shape, one hand rubbing her breasts, the other grabbing her brother-in-law's leg. Her brother-in-law knelt beside her, one hand rubbing her clitoris above her vagina, the other trying to grope her. His condom-covered penis just wouldn't cooperate, drooping and unable to enter.

Staring at my sister's hot, aroused body, her honeyed cave already overflowing with lustful fluids, her vulva slick and dripping with juices, no man could resist such temptation. If I could, I would definitely want to plunge my penis into that warm, moist chamber and enjoy the thrill of penetration. Unconsciously, my hand was already on my penis, kneading it.

I thought my brother-in-law must be very embarrassed and sad right now, unable to let his beloved woman enjoy sex, and he himself had lost his masculine prowess. My brother-in-law suddenly looked in my direction. I was so engrossed in the fantasy of making love with my sister that I couldn't dodge in time. Caught peeping, I felt incredibly ashamed.

My brother-in-law wasn't angry. He gestured for me to wait, and at the same time, he leaned close to my sister's ear: "Baby, you look so sexy and charming! Yes, that's it. I'll go put on a condom. I'll make you beg for mercy later."

"Husband... hurry! Don't put on a condom... I want your penis..." My sister rubbed her breasts with one hand and played with her honeyed cave with the other. Her aroused and wanton appearance was incredibly captivating.

"You're just in time! Please! Look how upset she is. For her sake, she's your sister, help her out." My brother-in-law rushed out naked, closed the door, and instead of being angry, asked me for help.

It sounded like a matter of course; as the younger brother, I should help my sister at my brother-in-law's request. It seemed logical, but this request violated morals and ethics. If it were an animal, it would be one thing, but for a human, it was unethical. However, I am human, but in some ways I am more like an animal, so I nodded and went into the room.

"Honey, how about we play a role-playing game?" My brother-in-law lay down next to my sister, coaxing her to put on a blindfold.

"Honey, I'm the person you like. Your husband wants me to satisfy you." My brother-in-law was really good; he could get into character instantly and even change his voice, which showed he played this game often.

"I hate my husband the most! I was feeling good, and he ran away, making me so itchy down there. Can you see if I'm wet?" she said, spreading her legs and wriggling her body. I hid in the shadows, admiring my sister's alluring body, her flesh flushed and red with desire. It was the first time I'd ever seen such a sexual scene, and hearing her seductive tone, I was practically bursting with desire.

"Let me see, baby, you're really horny. Look at you, the sheets are all wet! So much water. Want me to help you stop the itch?" My brother-in-law said as he parted my sister's labia.

Because my sister was wearing a blindfold, I could get closer and look more openly. This was the first time I'd seen my sister's private parts so clearly. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, so I could clearly see her labia majora and minora. Unlike some Japanese porn actresses, who sometimes have dark pigmentation that makes them less attractive, she was like a Westerner, with clean, white skin.

"Baby, let me see if you're ready." After saying that, my brother-in-law slowly inserted his middle finger into my sister's vagina, gently thrusting it in and out. With each movement of his finger, he drew out her juices, and her pink labia opened and closed with each stroke.

"Sizzle... sizzle... squelch... squelch..." Although the sound was faint, it was exceptionally clear in the quiet night filled with the fragrance of spring. Gradually, the sister felt empty, as if one finger could no longer satisfy her. Grabbing her brother-in-law's hand, she quickened her pace. "Ah... ah... um... itchy... so itchy... faster..." the sister cried out softly, unable to help but moan with pleasure, and began to twist her hips with the movement of his fingers.

"Baby, you're so wet, so slutty! No wonder your husband loves you so much." Her brother-in-law said this deliberately.

"No... don't let my husband know... it's so embarrassing..." The sister felt as if she were cheating on her husband, a little nervous and excited. Hearing her brother-in-law say this, she became even more excited.

"I can't take it... hurry... please... ah..." It turned out that her brother-in-law's thumb was gently stimulating her clitoris, which made the sister tremble and shudder, her whole body shaking, and her vagina contracting. "Don't tease me anymore... hurry... give me that..." She was so upset that she couldn't speak clearly.

"What do you want? I didn't hear you clearly, say it again." My brother-in-law teased my sister's clitoris while licking her lips, neck, and erogenous zones, breathing into her ear as he spoke. My sister couldn't take it anymore: "It's so itchy... I want your penis... quick... give it to me..." My

sister was almost going crazy, her whole body twisting, her hands reaching for my brother-in-law's crotch, but he deliberately dodged and teased her, "But I'm not your husband, is that okay?" My brother-in-law gestured for me to get ready, but there was no need for preparation, the tension was already palpable, and if he didn't call me in, I might not be able to take it and would have to finish on my own.

"I don't care... hurry... hurry... please..." Although it was just role-playing, it brought even greater stimulation, and the deadly attack had clearly driven my sister into a frenzy, but she still refused to betray her husband. Unable to resist, she could only whine.

"Then I'll put my penis in?" My brother-in-law said, pulling me down and taking his place. Having just taken over my brother-in-law's position, my sister swiftly grabbed my penis and pulled it towards her genitals. It was the first time my sister had ever held my penis like that. When I was little, she would make me wash that area myself during baths, and she had never touched it before. I never imagined that as an adult, she would hold it and manipulate it.

A strong urge surged within me, and I couldn't wait to insert my penis into her honeyed passage. I reached for her private parts, which were already covered in a muddy mess, with pubic hair stuck to her labia. The entrance was completely obscured. Watching from the sidelines had already become unbearable. I grabbed my engorged glans, parted the pubic hair, and slowly pushed into her juicy honeyed passage.

My sister trembled beneath me: "So hot...so swollen...oh...move faster..." She involuntarily writhed her body, her honeyed passage stimulating, gushing forth streams of fluid. She clung to me, sobbing, as if afraid I would let go and she would escape.

Because she was blindfolded, I boldly faced her, using my tongue to pry open her lips and sucking her saliva. Although we grew up together, and I would be scolded for my mistakes, I found her incredibly beautiful and alluring now. A tenderness replaced my former awe. If I could, I wanted to shout to her, "Sister, I love you so much, I want you!" But she was my brother-in-law's woman, and also my sister—impossible!

Thinking of my brother-in-law, I almost forgot his existence. I turned around and saw him excitedly masturbating. What shocked me even more was that his penis was erect, no longer limp. So magnificent, it meant my brother-in-law no longer needed me. I felt a pang of loss; this might be the last time I was intimate with my sister.

"No... um... ah... no... I haven't... wait..." My sister's voice grew louder and louder, her breathing more and more rapid. She sensed my excitement and knew I was about to reach my climax. I glanced at my brother-in-law and gestured to indicate I was about to ejaculate. He nodded and gestured back, indicating I was on birth control and it was okay. I thrust wildly for a few moments before ejaculating, but my sister sadly pounded on my chest in protest.

I pressed myself against her, inhaling the scent of her hair and feeling her body, our sweat and body heat mingling. That feeling of being together after orgasm made me think: "Let's just die holding my sister! Incest, immorality, to hell with it!"

I don't know how much time passed before my brother-in-law touched me. I snapped back to reality, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly got up. My sister hadn't expected this and tried to grab me: "Honey, don't go!" Afraid she would remove the blindfold again, I quickly grabbed my clothes and jumped away, letting my brother-in-law take over.

Sure enough, my sister yanked off her blindfold, and I immediately crouched down, my heart pounding, almost unable to breathe. Thankfully, my sister's eyes were still adjusting after the blindfold was removed, and she only saw a fleeting shadow before asking my brother-in-law, "Was someone here just now? I mean, someone else." My brother-in-law quickly reassured her, "No! You're confused, it was just me."

My sister still felt she had seen something: "I felt like there was a figure, like my brother Xiaofei." This sent chills down my spine. My brother-in-law was quick to react: "So, all along, your sexual fantasy was about Xiaofei! Okay! No problem, I'll call him over and have him come over to play, teach him a few moves in bed, what do you think?"

"Honey! Are you confused? This can't be real, right? What kind of brother-in-law would let his wife sleep with his brother-in-law? Doesn't he fear being struck by lightning? Besides, even if I wanted to, Xiaofei wouldn't allow it." Hearing this from the shadows, I thought to myself, "Sister, I want to! I want to!" "

Okay! From now on, your sexual fantasy object will be Xiao Fei. Baby, look, my penis is hard again, hurry up! Aren't you still not satisfied? Continue, this time I'm going to make you roll your eyes. Remember, this time, treat me as Xiao Fei." My brother-in-law said, shoving his throbbing penis into my sister's honeyed passage. "Ah...it hurts! Be gentle, who will be responsible if it goes soft?" It was my brother-in-law who was being indecent, and my sister pinched him.

"Ah...husband, you're going to die! You just said it casually and you actually took it seriously...oh...so hard...so big...husband, you're so great! It's hard again soon...oh...almost...almost there..." I looked at the intertwined bodies on the bed, lowered my head, and left feeling dejected.

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