Father-in-law's semen bath

Xiaoying's complex feelings for her father—they couldn't

be called love, but they could certainly be described as infatuation and adoration.

Although today's conversation between her and her father worried that things might revert to the way they were, reading Xiaoying's

diary made me realize that the seed of desire in Xiaoying's heart had taken root and sprouted, but

was temporarily dormant due to a lack of sunlight and water. Therefore, I need to continue to carefully nurture it; there will always be a way.

I slept soundly, only to be woken up by Xiaoying's phone call the next day. Xiaoying sweetly chatted with me

on the phone, and I could tell from her voice that her mood had improved a lot, slowly returning to her former self, which

was a good thing.

After a tender moment with my beloved Xiaoying on the phone, I got up, washed up, ate breakfast, and

began another tedious day of training.

In the evening, the training finally ended, but as soon as I stepped out of the computer lab and turned on my phone,

Xiaoying called.

I felt a little strange; normally, I turn my phone off during training, and Xiaoying

had no idea when the training ended.

Normally, it's impossible for it to be such a coincidence. I had just turned on my phone when Xiaoying called.

Xiaoying usually calls me after I've finished eating and arrived at the hotel. Why would she call now? This can only

mean that Xiaoying has been trying to call me, and she called as soon as I turned on my phone.

Could something urgent have happened? Thinking of this, I quickly answered Xiaoying's call.

"Honey, something bad has happened! Dad's had an accident!"

As soon as I answered the phone, Xiaoying's anxious voice came from the other end, though her tone was relatively calm.

"What happened to Dad?"

Hearing Xiaoying say that my father had an accident, I was so shocked that I almost dropped my briefcase. I couldn't help but shout

, causing my colleagues who were walking out of the classroom to look at me strangely.

"Dad was on a stool this morning, trying to get something from the cabinet, and he accidentally fell

off . He's still in the hospital."

Xiaoying's voice was trembling with tears; she was extremely worried.

"How is he? Is he in any danger?"

Hearing Xiaoying's answer, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

My father is getting old, and even minor bumps and scrapes can turn into serious problems, especially falling

directly . At his age, if he hits his head, it could cause serious issues.

Since my mother passed away, I've poured all my filial piety into caring for my father. So when I heard

about his accident, I couldn't think of anything else; I just wanted to rush home to check on him.

"He's not in any life-threatening danger. When Dad fell, he landed on his hands first, so he didn't injure his head or other parts of his body

. Luckily, he braced himself with his hands on the ground. It's just..." Hearing Xiaoying say that my father hadn't

injured his head and wasn't in any life-threatening danger, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. But Xiaoying's last

two words , "it's just," made my heart jump again. "It's just what?" I quickly asked, picking up

my briefcase and hurrying out of the office building. "His hands are fractured due to the impact of landing first, and he has soft

tissue contusions. The doctor is putting splints and casts on him now." "How serious is it? How long will it take to heal?"

Hearing this, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thankfully, it was just fractures, nothing else. The situation

was much better than I had expected.

"The doctor said that after a serious injury, if everything is normal, the splint and cast should be kept

in place , along with oral medication to help the bones heal. After a month, the splint and cast can be removed, and the range of motion

of the joints can be gradually increased. Ensure daily sunlight exposure and gradually add weight to the hands, but don't overload them. Full recovery

should be possible ."

Xiaoying slowly calmed herself down and began to speak earnestly to me.

"Oh, then take your time to recover. I'll ask my boss for leave now. You can stay home and work hard; I'll come help

you right away."

I knew that Xiaoying needed my help urgently, as there were many things she couldn't handle alone

.

Fortunately, my father's injury wasn't serious; with proper care, there shouldn't be any long-term effects.

"No, honey, you focus on your training. I can manage. Dad's injury isn't severe;

I'll take care of him for the next few days. I already had my mother pick up our son today so she can help look after him for a few days. I

've also taken a week off from work. Even without you, I can take care of Dad by myself. Don't worry."

Xiaoying refused my request to take leave and made all the necessary arrangements at home.

She entrusted the child to her mother-in-law's care and took leave to look after her father. Everything was arranged perfectly; Xiaoying's abilities

were truly outstanding.

In university, she was in the etiquette team and also managed the student union; her

competence was consistently praised by teachers and advisors.

"Okay then, Xiaoying, when can Dad be discharged?"

With Xiaoying's arrangements, I finally felt relieved.

"In about an hour. Once the splints and casts are removed, he can be discharged and recuperate at home.

Besides his hands, Dad is almost completely uninjured; walking is no problem.

He just needs to be fed until his injuries heal."

"Okay, that's good. Thank you for your hard work, honey."

I suddenly couldn't find any other words to thank Xiaoying for her efforts. Perhaps that would be too polite, and

not fitting the intimate love between Xiaoying and me.

"What are you saying, honey? Of course I have to take good care of Dad while you're not home. Do

n't worry, I'll take care of him just like I took care of you when you were sick. Don't worry. I have to go now, the doctor called me. He should be

all bandaged up now. Goodbye, honey, I'll talk to you later."

With that, my wife hurriedly hung up the phone.

I looked at the disconnected phone and couldn't help but give a wry smile.

It's true what they say, "Man proposes, God disposes." My father had an accident at this critical juncture.

Walking along the street, I learned about his injuries, and my worry gradually subsided. It wasn't a serious matter

; as long as Xiaoying took good care of him, I believed he would recover quickly.

I thought that his fall from the stool was probably

due to his recent mental fog and lack of concentration, and it was definitely related to his close contact with Xiaoying.

If that was indeed the reason, then I was the culprit behind his injury.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Thankfully, nothing serious happened, but it was just an accident, an accident beyond my

control .

At this moment, I stopped worrying about my father. Although I wasn't home, Xiaoying was there to take care of him,

and I believed she would care for him the way she cared for me when I was sick.

Wait, like she cared for me? Could she also care for my father the way she cared for me? I don't know why

such a sordid thought occurred to me; perhaps it was because my worry about my father's injury had subsided.

At that moment, I remembered my plan. My father's hands were injured, making him unable to

take He needed Xiaoying to feed him, and his illness would undoubtedly increase the time they spent together and their intimacy.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. My father's injury

was ; I believed things might take a turn for the better.

With this in mind, I suppressed my excitement. I

even lost my appetite. I rushed to the hotel, quickly ate some leftover

snacks, and sat on the bed, opening my laptop.

I turned on the home security camera's live feed. I waited, waiting to see

how Xiaoying would care for my injured father after they arrived. When I opened the feed, Xiaoying and my father had just arrived home.

My father's hands, from elbows to fingers, were completely wrapped in casts, but he seemed to be in relatively

good .

My father was sitting on the sofa, dressed, while Xiaoying was cooking in the kitchen. Perhaps because of my father's injury, Xiaoying made a light congee with preserved egg and lean pork, something she often made for me when

I was sick . The porridge was light and mild, with no irritation to the body, yet rich in nutrients. The father sat on the sofa watching TV, his arms in a sling around his neck. Occasionally, his gaze drift to Xiaoying, who was busy in the kitchen, a look of emotion, relief, and affection in his eyes. At that moment, Xiaoying, in his eyes, was perhaps a virtuous "wife" preparing nutritious porridge for him. When people are hurt and down, it's often when someone offers help that they are most vulnerable and easily moved. After a while, Xiaoying finished making the porridge and placed it on the coffee table in front of her father, one bowl for each of them. "Dad, eat. You're injured, so you can't eat anything irritating. Just have some light porridge. I 'll try to make it as nutritious as possible so you can recover quickly," Xiaoying said, looking at her father with concern. Perhaps unconsciously, her father's importance in her heart had significantly increased. That look represented care, and even more so, a touch of tenderness. The father and Xiaoying sat together, eating porridge and watching TV. Xiaoying fed her father spoonful by spoonful, slowly and carefully. Occasionally, when some porridge spilled from his mouth and got on his lips, Xiaoying would gently wipe it away with a tissue . She fed him patiently, showing no sign of annoyance. Watching Xiaoying's attentive care, her father stared at her face, which was very close to his, and a look of fascination gradually appeared . Perhaps Xiaoying noticed her father's gaze; her ears gradually turned red, but she persisted in slowly feeding him the porridge. Seeing her father's fascination, a hint of pride appeared in Xiaoying's eyes; perhaps her father's fascination gave her a sense of satisfaction. As they ate, I noticed something strange about her father. He kept shifting slightly on the sofa, as if he was restless, looking at Xiaoying as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. However, Xiaoying was focused on feeding her father and didn't notice his unusual behavior. Time continued to pass, and her father's unusual movements became more pronounced, even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead . Xiaoying, who was feeding her father porridge, finally noticed his unusual behavior. "What's wrong, Dad? You look terrible. Are your hands hurting again?" Xiaoying asked anxiously and worriedly after sensing her father's distress. "I...I..." Her father's face grew increasingly pale, but he stammered, unable to articulate what was wrong. "Dad, what's wrong? Tell me, I'm so worried about you." Xiaoying finally realized something was wrong with her father, stood up, put the porridge on the coffee table, and quickly and gently shook her father's shoulders. "I...I need to go to the bathroom." Perhaps because he couldn't hold it in any longer, her father finally spoke up and told Xiaoying what was wrong. Hearing her father's words, Xiaoying suddenly blushed, a look of panic flashing across her pretty face. That's right, her father hadn't been to the bathroom since he was injured that afternoon. And now, with his hands injured, he couldn't even unzip his pants. But now it was just Xiaoying and her father ; who could help him? "Oh, come on, Dad, I'll help you to the bathroom." Xiaoying took a deep breath, her complexion gradually returning to normal. I took my father's arm and led him step by step toward the bathroom. Sitting at my computer, I quickly turned on the bathroom's live security camera.

Supported by Xiaoying, the father's face flushed red with embarrassment, appearing nervous and awkward.

The two slowly made their way into the bathroom. Xiaoying led her father to the toilet and slowly opened

the lid .

At this moment, Xiaoying appeared composed, though her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner tension.

After opening the lid, Xiaoying glanced at her father, who quickly lowered his head, avoiding eye contact. Xiaoying

took a deep breath and slowly reached for her father's belt.

At this moment, sweat beaded on her father's face, dripping down his chin, whether

from urgency or nervousness, it was unclear.

Seeing Xiaoying's hands approaching his belt, the father tried to dodge, but

unable to move his hands, he could only slowly pull his hips back to avoid her.

Just as Xiaoying was about to undo his belt, she noticed his awkwardness. Perhaps because his

nervousness was too amusing, she suddenly withdrew her hand, covering her mouth and chuckled softly, like a

blooming flower, so beautiful and radiant.

Startled by Xiaoying's sudden laughter, the father became even more embarrassed.

"Dad, look how nervous you are. You're injured, if I don't take care of you, who will? Besides, what are you so nervous about

? I've seen every part of your body before,"

Xiaoying said softly to her father, stopping her laughter. But when she said the last sentence, she suddenly

felt a little awkward and embarrassed, and her face flushed slightly.

Hearing this, the father forced an unnatural smile,

straightening his hunched hips to a normal standing posture.

Xiaoying placed her hands on her father's belt and slowly unbuckled it, then slowly

pulled down his pants.

When her hands touched the edge of his underwear, she paused slightly, took a deep

breath , as if making up her mind, and then slowly pulled his underwear down.

His dark penis and thick pubic hair gradually became visible. Xiaoying placed her hands on his

penis , and when she touched it, both she and her father trembled slightly.

Both of their faces flushed. Xiaoying straightened her father's penis, aligning the glans with the toilet bowl.

Perhaps to avoid further embarrassment, Xiaoying slightly turned her head to the side after completing these actions. Perhaps unable to

hold it in any longer, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," her father began to urinate.

At this moment, with Xiaoying's hand gently holding his penis, perhaps due to the contact and

the smooth flow , her father's expression was one of great pleasure.

Xiaoying gently squeezed her father's penis; perhaps it wasn't the first time she had touched it.

After a moment of awkwardness and tension, both Xiaoying and her father calmed down.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," her father urinated for a full half minute, showing how long he had held it in. If he

hadn't finally been unable to hold it in any longer, he certainly wouldn't have asked Xiaoying.

After her father finished urinating, Xiaoying turned her head and gently shook his penis, removing the drops of urine from the glans

. Then she took out a wet wipe from her pocket and gently wiped her father's penis and glans, removing any remaining

urine.

Xiaoying was so meticulous in wiping him, like a

virtuous "wife" caring for her "husband."

Because Xiaoying was bent over, the slightly open V-neck revealed a deep, snow-white cleavage

, and even her sexy lace bra was clearly visible.

The father, with his head down, was instantly attracted by that glimpse of spring. Gradually, his tense and embarrassed

expression disappeared, replaced by desire and intoxication.

Xiaoying's breasts were forbidden territory, and apart from that one accidental, slight touch, Xiaoying had never allowed her father

to truly touch them.

Even though her father had touched and tasted Xiaoying's genitals, Xiaoying had never allowed him to get close to her

breasts .

This shows how much attraction and magic Xiaoying's untouched breasts held for her father.

Often, what one cannot have is what one desires most.

Gradually, without her noticing, her father's penis grew thicker and

harder in Xiaoying's hands, eventually becoming erect. Lost in admiring Xiaoying's snow-white breasts, her father

probably didn't even notice the abnormality in his penis.

Xiaoying, finishing wiping her father's penis, slowly noticed the anomaly;

his penis, at least two or three times thicker and longer than hers, was erect, ready for intercourse.

Seeing her father's penis instantly erect in her hands, Xiaoying looked up at her father in confusion, only to find

him staring lecherously at her neckline, his gaze so intoxicated, he didn't even

blink.

Looking down, Xiaoying instantly realized her neckline was wide open, her firm, white breasts and alluring cleavage

completely exposed to her father's gaze.
Upon noticing where his gaze was fixed, Xiaoying's face flushed instantly, even her neck turning red.

However, her eyes held no anger, only a hint of shame and indignation.

Her father, still engrossed in admiring her, remained oblivious to being discovered and continued his appreciation

.

Xiaoying, seeing her father still lecherously staring at her cleavage, suddenly smiled slightly,

a sly glint in her eyes.

Taking advantage of her father's inattention, she lightly

flicked his already egg-sized glans with her finger. The glans trembled instantly from the flick.

"Hiss!" The father gasped, finally snapping out of his daze

.

Coming to his senses, he quickly looked at Xiaoying, only to find her pouting and glaring at

him .

The father suddenly remembered his earlier embarrassment and noticed his erect penis.

His face flushed red, and he gave an awkward laugh, a laugh that looked incredibly

unnatural .

"You rascal," Xiaoying chuckled softly at

her father's childlike embarrassment . But this time, Xiaoying felt no shame or anger, only a joyful laugh. The father was also infected by Xiaoying's laughter, and his embarrassment gradually faded. Xiaoying stopped laughing, wiped his penis a few more times with a wet wipe, and then prepared to put it into his underwear . However, because of the stimulation from Xiaoying's wiping and the fact that he had just seen Xiaoying's exposed skin, his penis remained erect and showed no signs of softening. Because his penis was very thick, Xiaoying struggled for a long time but couldn't get it into his underwear; in fact, due to the excessive force, the father gasped in pain. Actually, if Xiaoying kept her father's penis pointing upwards, she could have easily put his underwear on by pulling it upwards . However, her father's penis was very thick and long, pressed against his stomach, with the glans almost touching his navel. Even if she put on the underwear, she couldn't fasten the belt for him; it would probably be too tight around his erect penis. So Xiaoying tried hard to press her father's penis downwards, trying to get it into the underwear. She pulled the underwear to its limit, but it still wouldn't go in. "Dad, hurry up and make it go soft, I can't put your pants on like this," Xiaoying said shyly to her father after many attempts. "Uh, okay, okay," her father stammered. Then he closed his eyes, seemingly trying to distract himself and strain. Since he hadn't masturbated since his leg-fucking with Xiaoying last time, his libido had been building up. He "tried" for a long time with his eyes closed, but his penis not only didn't go soft, it became even harder and more erect. The father let out a sharp breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Xiaoying pitifully. His meaning was clear: I tried, but it just wouldn't listen to me. Seeing her father's pitiful appearance, Xiaoying slowly lowered her head, seemingly hesitant and deep in thought. After a while, Xiaoying raised her head again, looking at her father with a hint of longing and determination in her eyes. "Since I can't make him go soft, then I'll help Dad release. Releasing him will be enough." After saying this, Xiaoying began to masturbate her father. The father seemed hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to refuse, but seeing his erect penis, he could only give up and silently enjoy it. Xiaoying alternated between her hands, masturbating her father, who continued to admire the view revealed by Xiaoying's neckline. Perhaps wanting her father to ejaculate sooner, Xiaoying didn't avoid his gaze and continued to masturbate him . However, Xiaoying underestimated her father's stamina, or perhaps because they had already had intercourse, ordinary masturbation was no longer enough to satisfy his desire for pleasure. Xiaoying masturbated for a long time, but her father showed no signs of ejaculating. Gradually, beads of sweat appeared on 's forehead from exhaustion. After another five minutes, Xiaoying released her father's penis and began to alternately swing her aching hands, gently stroking her wrists. "Dad, you haven't ejaculated yet," Xiaoying said, pouting slightly as she raised her flushed, sweat-covered face, but there was no anger in her eyes. "I...I didn't want to either, but..." her father stammered, embarrassed. But how could her father possibly decide such a thing? Xiaoying seemed to understand this as well. Xiaoying stood up, but as she did, her legs pressed tightly together, rubbing slightly against each other. It was clear that her genitals were wet from masturbating her father. After standing up, Xiaoying tapped her chin , lost in thought. After a while, Xiaoying gritted her teeth, grabbed her father's penis again, and then... Instead of masturbating, she led her father by the hand, slowly walking him out of the bathroom. Her father seemed a little confused, but since his penis was in Xiaoying's hand, he could only obediently let her lead him. Xiaoying walked ahead, her right hand outstretched, gripping her father's penis, while her father, with his hands in casts, followed behind dumbly. The scene was quite comical: an old man being led by the hand by an extremely beautiful woman. After leaving the bathroom, Xiaoying "led" her father towards his bedroom. What was Xiaoying up to? Sitting in front of the computer screen, I was a little puzzled. Perhaps my father , being " led," was also thinking about something. I saw a hint of excitement and desire in his eyes, but also some worry and hesitation. Slowly, the two entered my father's bedroom, and I quickly turned on . After "leading" her father into the bedroom, Xiaoying turned around, her face flushed with shyness, and lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze. She gently pushed him with both hands, slowly leading him to the edge of the bed. His legs rested against the bed. He stood with his back to the bed. His legs were braced against the edge of the bed, preventing him from moving any further. Xiaoying raised her head, looking at her father shyly, then gently pushed him with both hands. Her father immediately understood, slowly sitting up on the bed, and then, with Xiaoying's continued pushing, slowly lying down. His erect penis and his straight body formed a right angle; his dark, thick penis resembled a towering pagoda atop a mountain. Lying on the bed, her father gently placed his plaster-wrapped hands against his chest. He looked like a…

The "woman" waiting to be favored, Xiaoying watched her father slowly lie down on the bed. She began to slowly remove

his outer trousers, then his underwear. At this point, her father

was completely naked except for his upper body clothing, his erect, dark penis and wrinkled, aged skin exposed

. After helping her father "change clothes," Xiaoying slowly stood up, closed her eyes, and turned away

shyly from her father. After turning around, Xiaoying began to slowly unbutton her nightgown, her movements

so slow and gentle. At this moment, Xiaoying occasionally... She took a deep breath, her chest heaving rapidly,

one could imagine her inner tension and eagerness. After unbuttoning her clothes, Xiaoying slowly removed her emerald green nightgown

. As the nightgown slid down, Xiaoying's snow-white, sexy body was gradually revealed.

Her father, lying on the bed, watched all this quietly, breathing heavily, his desire growing stronger in his eyes. Slowly, Xiaoying

's nightgown finally slipped to the floor, revealing her smooth back and round, pert buttocks,

which appeared so translucent under the streetlight shining through the window. After undressing, Xiaoying used both arms...

She slowly turned around, her shapely breasts partially obscured, a hint of shyness in her eyes, yet a powerful visual

stimulus , like a moon goddess radiating a holy glow in the night. At this moment, Xiaoying

was completely naked except for a small pink bra and panties. Because the bra was so small, it barely

covered her nipples and areolas, leaving her smooth, large breasts fully exposed. Her long,

slender, white legs were also visible, and the two-centimeter-wide panty strap shyly concealed the alluring opening between her legs

; the middle part of the panty strap was already damp. Her panties were damp, revealing the dark "forest" and

the outline of her swollen labia. Xiaoying slowly lowered her hands, her full, firm breasts, clad in

a small bra, were exposed to her father. His breathing was rapid, his eyes fixed

on Xiaoying's sexy, alluring body. Her captivating figure slowly moved towards her father on the bed. Her movements were

so beautiful, highlighting her alluring curves, that even I, sitting at the computer, was

mesmerized . The goddess slowly approached the older man on the bed; she was about to "favor" this

man who was now at his happiest. Sitting in front of the computer, I found myself swaying and bobbing along with Xiaoying's figure on the monitor.

Even I, sitting at the computer, was captivated by Xiaoying's sexy and alluring body and movements, let alone

my father, who was so close to her.

As Xiaoying drew closer, my father seemed to suffocate, breathing heavily.

Slowly, Xiaoying walked to the bedside.

She swept her long hair behind her ear, the gentle

sway .

Reaching the bedside, Xiaoying gently caressed my father's chest with her slender, white hands, her touch

so tender.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed with ecstasy as she gently stroked his chest.

My father passively enjoyed Xiaoying's caresses. Xiaoying's hands slowly moved down, touching

his abdomen, stroking... After a while, her hands continued to move down and unhesitatingly grasped her father's penis.

Xiaoying, with her eyes slightly closed, gently stroked her father's penis. Her father, feeling comfortable, wanted to close his eyes, but feared he

wouldn't have enough time to fully appreciate Xiaoying

's alluring body. Although Xiaoying was wearing a bra and panties, the barely visible breasts and lush pubic hair

still gave her father a powerful visual impact.

Slowly, a sticky fluid began to flow from the urethral opening of her father's glans. Xiaoying opened her eyes, looking at her father with a

hazy , and gently dabbed the fluid with her finger, then began to evenly spread it on

her father's glans.

Was Xiaoying preparing to lubricate her father's penis before inserting it into her vagina? I don't know why, but

at that moment, I thought that.

Slowly, after covering her father's glans with the fluid,

Xiaoying continued to stroke her father's penis with one hand... Her father, with one hand inside her underwear, gently probed

her vaginal opening, slowly spreading her vaginal fluids onto the inside of her thighs as before

.

Her father breathed heavily, and Xiaoying moaned softly with each movement, a moan like

heavenly music , intoxicatingly beautiful.

After applying the fluids to her father's glans and her inner thighs, Xiaoying gently climbed onto the bed and straddled her father

's lap.

At this moment, her father's glans and her vaginal opening were directly opposite each other through her underwear. If Xiaoying simply

pulled her underwear aside and sat down, she could achieve the sexual intercourse she and her father had always dreamed of.

However, what she imagined didn't happen. After straddling her father's lap, Xiaoying slowly knelt on either side of

his body, then pressed her vulva against his penis through her underwear. When Xiaoying's vulva and her father

's penis... When their penises touched through their underwear, Xiaoying and her father tilted their heads slightly, their lips parted, exhaling

a breath full of hormones.

After the initial novelty wore off, Xiaoying placed her hands on her father's chest and began gently moving

her hips back and forth.

Her alluring, full labia rubbed lightly against her father's penis through his underwear.

Xiaoying's movements were slow and gentle, perhaps afraid that too much movement would hurt her father's injured hands.

Her movements were very soft; her hands, which had been on her father's chest, began to gently

caress it.

Xiaoying's red lips parted slightly, exhaling a delicate fragrance, breathing softly, occasionally letting out a soft, small

moan .

Her father, following Xiaoying's movements, thrust his hips forward little by little, seemingly wanting to insert his penis into Xiaoying's body through

her underwear , but unfortunately, it was Xiaoying, not him, who was now in control.

Xiaoying's movements unconsciously quickened, and their breathing became increasingly rapid.

Their desire grew stronger.

The entire room was filled with the atmosphere of sex, but this atmosphere was suddenly broken by her father's voice.

"Xiaoying."

Xiaoying, who was rubbing her father's penis, was suddenly startled by his voice. She stopped, her face

flushed, looking at her father with a puzzled expression.

She didn't speak, only breathing heavily, waiting for her father to continue.

"Can I...can I do it like last time?"

Her father looked at Xiaoying expectantly. Hearing her father's words, Xiaoying frowned slightly, seemingly

unable to understand her father's meaning.

"Just like last time, I'll be behind you." Her father's voice trailed off at the end

, as if making such a request was a bit excessive. "Why? Dad. Your hands are injured, is that alright?"

Xiaoying finally understood her father's meaning. He wanted to

take . But Xiaoying wondered if she could still do those things with her father's hands. "Yes,

I can, because it feels very exciting. I don't know why," her father timidly

made this "

excessive" request to his beloved daughter-in-law. Hearing that Xiaoying didn't explicitly refuse, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes

. Hearing her father's request, Xiaoying lowered her head and thought for a moment. "Alright then." Seeing her father's injured hands

, Xiaoying seemed unwilling to disappoint him. She slowly moved away from him and gently helped him

up . During this process, Xiaoying's breasts, encased in her bra, swayed and trembled. Especially when her father stood up

, his face was so close to her ample breasts. In that instant, her father licked his

lips lightly. I could tell he wanted to take the opportunity to kiss Xiaoying. He hesitated, fearing Xiaoying might be offended, and

ultimately refrained from using his "

sinful" tongue. However, his eyes were fixed on Xiaoying's breasts, a greedy glint in them

. Xiaoying helped her father off the bed, keeping him standing. Then, Xiaoying lay on her side, facing inwards

, assuming the same leg-to-leg position as before. Her father stood with his erect penis, and

as Xiaoying lay down, she reached for it, intending to hold it between her legs. But just as her hand was about to

grasp it, her father pulled back, and her hand missed. Xiaoying looked at

her father with a puzzled expression, but her father didn't look at her; his eyes remained fixed on

Xiaoying buttocks, hidden beneath her underwear. "Ah..." Xiaoying was about to ask her father a question

when her father's sudden action interrupted her. He bent down and kissed Xiaoying's vulva

through her underwear. He kissed her lips and then began to suck wildly through her panties. You see, although Xiaoying and I had been

intimate many times, we had never performed oral sex on each other. Xiaoying's first experience with oral sex was with her father

. The sucking and licking of her labia brought Xiaoying unparalleled stimulation and pleasure—a feeling she

could never experience with me. This was the second time her father had performed oral sex on her. Xiaoying, overwhelmed by the sudden

pleasure , began to lose herself, abandoning any thought of refusing her father. She began

to enjoy the sensation, her red lips slightly parted, moaning softly like a nightingale's song. Her father kissed and licked the contours of Xiaoying's buttocks and labia in turn,

as if savoring the most exquisite delicacy in the world, the sucking making a sizzling sound. The sounds of being sucked and Xiaoying's moans

filled the entire bedroom. Reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, Xiaoying also licked her own lips with her tongue

, the gentle licking full of allure, her slightly closed eyes appearing dreamy. My father's hands

were uninjured . He pulled aside Xiaoying's panties and suddenly inserted himself. Would Xiaoying resist?

This thought suddenly crossed my mind as I sat in front of the computer. At that moment, my father was still frantically tasting Xiaoying's snowy buttocks and labia.

After a while, he seemed unsatisfied. Suddenly, he gently bit down on Xiaoying's panty ties, trying to

use his teeth to pull them open and expose her labia. However, Xiaoying was still caught up

in the struggle and enjoyment of desire, completely unaware of her father's intentions and actions, still silently enjoying herself with her eyes slightly closed. My father's

teeth tightened around the panty ties, his cheeks suddenly puffing out as if trying to

increase the force of his bite. After clenching, my father suddenly raised his head. With the upward movement of his head,

the panty ties around Xiaoying's labia were finally pried open by my father's mouth. Xiaoying's pink labia, vaginal opening, and slightly dark pubic hair were

finally exposed to my father without any concealment. Finally, her father used his mouth to pull down her panty ties, revealing Xiaoying's pink labia and pubic hair.

Xiaoying, who was enjoying the sensation with her eyes closed, probably sensed that her panties had been pulled down. She abruptly

opened her eyes, seemingly unable to believe her current situation.

With a hint of confusion, Xiaoying turned her head and saw her father admiring her now completely exposed

vulva.

Xiaoying was startled and tried to reach for her panty ties, but before her hand could even touch

them, her father was faster.

He kissed Xiaoying's exposed labia hard, sucking with such force and

frenzy .

"Ah,"

Xiaoying uttered a soft, seductive moan, the most alluring she had ever made. Since no

one —the last two times her father had done it through her panties, which was like "

scratching an itch through a boot"

—this unreserved oral sex and touch gave Xiaoying an unprecedented level of pleasure.

The father continued to greedily suck on Xiaoying's labia, making a "sizzling"

sound. Occasionally, he would insert his tongue shallowly into her vagina and "plow" around

for a while. Xiaoying gently pushed her father's head away with her hands, trying to push his mouth away from her labia.

The father kissed her forcefully, seemingly concentrating all his strength on his head and mouth. No matter

how much Xiaoying pushed him away, his mouth remained tightly sucking on her vulva.

Judging from Xiaoying's movements, she didn't seem to be using much force, almost as if she was coyly resisting.

Sitting in front of the computer, watching the monitor, I fell into deep thought.

Judging from Xiaoying's actions, she didn't seem to completely want to push her father away. If she truly wanted to

escape his oral sex, she could easily get up and move her hips; with her father's injured

hands , she could easily get away.

But Xiaoying only "gently"

pushed him. Perhaps deep down, she also longed for and desired his oral sex, and

that gentle

"pushing" was just a way to hide her shyness and save face

.

Gradually, Xiaoying's pushing lessened, and finally, she stopped.

Xiaoying shifted the hand that had been pushing her father's forehead, moving it to

his head and gently stroking his snow-white hair.

As she stroked his hair, she tilted her head back and let out a soft moan, her expression

shifting from initial fear to ecstasy, revealing the extreme pleasure she was experiencing.

Because Xiaoying's underwear was tight, the band, which her father had pulled up, would occasionally slip

down , blocking her vulva again.

At this point, her father had to temporarily leave her labia and use his mouth to gently pull the band

back down.

Perhaps because his mouth was occasionally away from her labia, the feeling of being close yet distant made Xiaoying uncomfortable

.

With her eyes closed, Xiaoying

gently stopped her father when he tried to pull the band back down again. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes; perhaps he thought Xiaoying was preventing

him from continuing his "taste

. "

However, Xiaoying's next action aroused him again.

Xiaoying, who was enjoying herself with her eyes slightly closed, slightly raised her hips off the bed, then

hooked her panties and slowly pulled them off her body.

Xiaoying's movements were very gentle, and her snowy buttocks and honey pot were slowly and unobstructedly revealed.

During this process, the breathing of both her father and Xiaoying gradually became rapid, and the desire in her father's eyes

slowly transformed into madness.

Finally, Xiaoying completely removed her panties from her lower body. At this moment, Xiaoying was completely naked except for a

bra .

After removing her panties, Xiaoying tightly hugged her chest with her hands, seemingly trying to hide her inner shyness

.

It was clear that taking off her panties was a huge "progress" for her, and

she was extremely nervous at this moment.

Her father stood there, greedily admiring Xiaoying's exposed lower body, the madness in his eyes growing stronger,

and with his heavy breathing, saliva slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, the father forcefully kissed Xiaoying's vulva.

He occasionally kissed her buttocks, then her vulva, his kisses and sucking becoming

much more forceful and frantic than before. Xiaoying's moans and writhing movements grew louder.

The room was filled with the father's heavy breathing, the "sizzling"

sounds of kissing and sucking, and Xiaoying's moans. The two on the monitor continued, one savoring

, the other enjoying.

With each suckle from the father's lips, Xiaoying's body continued to writhe in pleasure, seemingly

responding to his oral sex.

Time passed slowly. Gradually, the father withdrew his mouth from Xiaoying's labia. On the monitor, it was

clearly visible that after his mouth left Xiaoying's vulva, a

thin, glistening thread remained between his lips and her labia. The composition of that thread was unknown—was it Xiaoying's vaginal fluid? Or the father's

saliva ? Xiaoying's labia, moistened by her father's saliva and her own vaginal fluid, had become translucent, like two

pink "jelly" pieces, so alluring.

The moment her father's lips left her labia, a hint of disappointment and

lingering desire 's face.

After getting up, her father pressed his legs against the edge of the bed and slowly brought his glans closer to Xiaoying's lower body, but I couldn't discern

his target.

Was his aim between Xiaoying's legs or her vaginal opening? His glans continued its

inching forward, and when it was almost touching Xiaoying's body, I realized his

final "destination": her vaginal opening.

Seeing this, I immediately sat up straight, almost pressing my eyes to the screen

. I took a deep breath, anticipating the next scene. My father's eyes now held a mixture of desire and madness;

he seemed ready to disregard everything.

Just as the head of my father's penis touched Xiaoying's labia, I noticed his waist was gathering strength,

as if he wanted to take advantage of Xiaoying's lack of reaction and plunge his entire penis into her vagina.

This was the first time my father's penis and Xiaoying's labia had touched without any obstruction, and perhaps even

this touch was a huge "leap."

But as soon as the head of my father's penis touched Xiaoying's labia, Xiaoying instantly used her hand to block

her vaginal opening from behind. Xiaoying's action was without hesitation, and at the same time, my father thrust forward forcefully

. Due to Xiaoying's hand obstruction, the head of my father's penis hit the back of Xiaoying's hand, suddenly deviated to the other side,

and inserted itself incorrectly, between Xiaoying's legs.

Fortunately, Xiaoying reacted quickly, protecting her private parts and preserving her innocence at the last moment.

The scene was incredibly dangerous; if Xiaoying had reacted even a second slower—no, just half a second slower

—her father's penis could have entered her vagina without any resistance.

Sitting in front of the computer, I still felt a slight disappointment; it was just a hair's breadth away. After a sudden thrust between Xiaoying's

legs , a deep disappointment flashed in my father's eyes, as if his goal had not been achieved.

After the disappointment subsided, my father turned his gaze to Xiaoying's eyes, only to see an angry Xiaoying.

Xiaoying was covering her vaginal opening with her hand, her legs clamping her father's penis, glaring at him angrily. And this time

, it seemed Xiaoying was truly angry, angry at her father's "disobedience."

Seeing Xiaoying's angry gaze, my father immediately realized his "mistake," the "mistake"

he had almost committed in a moment of impulsiveness.

Like a child who had made a mistake

, the father lowered his head under Xiaoying's stern gaze, his old face flushed with embarrassment and shame, as if waiting for

Xiaoying's next "scolding." The two remained silent on the monitor. Xiaoying glared at her father angrily, while

the father, seemingly remorseful, lowered his head, "admitting his mistake"

and awaiting the "scolding." They remained motionless in this position.

After about a minute, Xiaoying, still angry, looked at

her father's pitiful appearance, and then at his hands tightly wrapped in plaster.

A hint of pity flashed in her eyes, and she seemed hesitant to speak.

Slowly, the anger on Xiaoying's face disappeared, replaced by a trace of helplessness.

It seemed that Xiaoying's own action of taking off her underwear had been misinterpreted by her father as indulgence, leading him

to cross the line. Therefore, the responsibility didn't lie entirely with the father.

"Dad, I hope it won't happen again. We can't cross that line."

Xiaoying looked at her father and finally said these words, but there was no harshness in her voice; instead,

it carried a hint of comfort and pleading. As she spoke, Xiaoying removed her hand from her vagina and gently stroked

her father's groin, as if to comfort him.

Hearing Xiaoying's words, her father sensed her "understanding," and the desire in his eyes dimmed slightly

.

He took a deep breath, smiled, and nodded at Xiaoying. He didn't say a word, but at that moment,

silence spoke louder than words.

Xiaoying removed her hand from her father's groin and then used it to cover her vagina again. She smoothed

her slightly disheveled long hair with her other hand and gently lay her head back down on the pillow.

Slowly, Xiaoying closed her eyes again, and everything fell silent once more. The father, who had regained his senses, saw Xiaoying's actions and knew it was time

for him to "perform." He took a deep breath, gathering his lung capacity. With a sudden thrust of his waist, he began his first step. "Mmm." The father's very first forceful thrust brought pleasure to Xiaoying, especially since it was their first unhindered contact. After the first thrust, the father began to thrust slowly, the movements gentle and slow, perhaps he was carefully appreciating the "soothing" Xiaoying's legs were giving his penis. Xiaoying was also breathing softly; after the first moan, she didn't moan again, perhaps the father's gentle thrusts couldn't give her a strong stimulation. It was at this moment that I realized Xiaoying preferred a more intense style of sex, something I hadn't known before. Gradually, the father's thrusts began to accelerate. Perhaps this unhindered contact excited him; the glans and shaft of his penis occasionally rubbed against Xiaoying's labia and fingers, giving him intense physical stimulation. This time thrusts were both faster and more forceful than before. "Slap slap slap," the crisp sounds of flesh colliding began again, and Xiaoying started making sounds as well. Because of the father's vigorous and forceful thrusting, Xiaoying's body swayed violently back and forth, her buttocks and breasts undulating. If it weren't for her other hand tightly gripping her breasts, the intense movements would likely have caused her bra to slip, revealing her vibrant breasts. Xiaoying gasped and moaned, one hand covering her vaginal opening, the other clutching her breasts , which were on the verge of being exposed. The father's glans and shaft brought unparalleled stimulation to her labia and fingers, and the two were slowly climbing towards the peak of desire. The father, who kept thrusting, would sometimes stare at the undulating buttocks of Xiaoying, and sometimes at the undulating breasts of her body. It was a pity that his hands were injured and he could not touch what was presented to him. At this moment, there was madness, desire, satisfaction, and a hint of anxiety in his eyes. Xiaoying's long hair, which she had previously straightened, was now disheveled again. She closed her eyes tightly and gently shook her head . Although Xiaoying was already succumbing to desire, her hands, which covered her vagina and breasts, remained steadfastly "protective. " Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two people engaged in their vigorous activity, their sweat reflecting the light. If someone were watching from the opposite building, they might see two reflective objects moving intensely, but they wouldn't be able to guess what they were. Perhaps they would guess a couple? Lovers ? But they would never guess that it was a father-in-law and daughter-in-law engaging in the most ambiguous "friction." Sweat dripped from their bodies, their breathing became increasingly rapid, the father raised his head and thrust his hips forcefully, Xiaoying bit her lower lip tightly, enduring the impact of her father's thrusts, the "slap slap slap" sounds incessant.

Just then, their movements suddenly stopped, and

the sounds of flesh colliding and groans ceased.

Had Father ejaculated? But why didn't they show any signs of climax? The only

sound in the room was their heavy breathing; perhaps the intense collision had exhausted them.

"Xiaoying,"

Father said softly to Xiaoying, who had her eyes closed, after a short rest.

Hearing her father's call, Xiaoying lazily opened her eyes, but her hands remained still,

guarding her private area.

"Dad, what's wrong? Why did you stop?"

Xiaoying asked listlessly, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of disappointment at unfulfilled desire.

"Can we change positions?"

Father suddenly made a hesitant request, a request that made

both Xiaoying and me pause slightly.

Change positions? Given Father's current condition, was there a better position? Missionary position?

Lotus position? These positions, without penetration, seemed unsuitable for the two of them at this moment.

"Dad, what position are you talking about?"

Xiaoying asked, puzzled but still wanting to know what her father wanted.

"You lie down, and I'll do it from behind."

Her father, perhaps realizing his request was abrupt and unsure if Xiaoying would agree,

hesitated, then lowered his head, avoiding Xiaoying's gaze and

closing his eyes tightly , as if afraid she would refuse.

Hearing her father's request, Xiaoying and I were suddenly stunned.

Doggy style? Although her father only uttered a few keywords, as adults,

we instantly understood what he meant.

It has to be said, her father's request was indeed a bit "presumptuous."

Perhaps it wouldn't matter to a close married couple, but for a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who had just begun their ambiguous relationship

, this request seemed abrupt and "excessive."

Doggy style—many men like this position, where the man kneels or half-squats, and the woman lies prone with her buttocks sticking out

.

Undoubtedly, this position gives men immense satisfaction, both in terms of self-esteem and

physical well-being. For women, however, it's somewhat indecent, and because of the protruding buttocks, their vulva and

anus are fully exposed to the man's gaze. Therefore, many women with a strong sense of self-respect wouldn't like

this sexual position. Xiaoying happens to be one such woman with a strong sense of self-respect. We've only used the doggy style

once during sex , and after that, she refused to use it again. According to Xiaoying, she felt the position was too lewd, and she couldn't get over it; she always felt uncomfortable in that position, as if it made her feel restrained. And I'm a very accommodating husband, so I never asked Xiaoying to use the doggy style again. My father, unaware of Xiaoying's inner struggle, suddenly made this request. I really don't know what reason Xiaoying will use to refuse him. I just hope her words aren't too harsh, so as not to hurt my father 's pride. Xiaoying was stunned when she heard her father's request. She stared blankly at him, seemingly unable to process his words. After a long while, as her father grew increasingly nervous, Xiaoying finally came to her senses, her eyes filled with shame and anger. However, after a brief moment, she lowered her head, seemingly organizing her thoughts on how to refuse her father. Xiaoying continued to ponder, occasionally glancing up at her increasingly tense father, sometimes lost in thought. Time passed slowly. After about two minutes, her father seemed to realize that his request was somewhat excessive and that Xiaoying would not agree. Her father raised his head, looking at Xiaoying apologetically, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Xiaoying, I..." Her father took a deep breath and began to speak apologetically to Xiaoying, but he was interrupted by Xiaoying's next words. "Okay, Dad, I can grant your request." After a moment of contemplation, Xiaoying gritted her teeth and suddenly looked up at her father, answering him with unwavering determination in her eyes, without any hesitation. Upon hearing Xiaoying's agreement, both my father and I, sitting in front of the computer, were stunned. Neither of us had anticipated Xiaoying's eventual agreement; we were both taken aback by this unexpected response. However, my father was overjoyed, while I was stunned. Why? At that moment, I wondered why Xiaoying, who had always refused doggy style with me, had suddenly agreed to my father's offer. A pang of jealousy suddenly welled up inside me. Could it be that Xiaoying had fallen in love with my father? And loved him more deeply than she loved me? No, absolutely not. I suddenly found my mind blank; I couldn't understand Xiaoying's thoughts. After taking several deep breaths, I gradually calmed myself down. Calmness—only by truly calming myself could I think clearly. When people are impulsive, their thinking is flawed. Once I was truly calm, I refocused my attention on the monitor. In the monitor, Xiaoying , clutching her chest, slowly sat up, but her movements were slow, and her expression hesitant. I believed that even if she had agreed to my father's offer, she still needed to muster the courage and conviction to do so. As Xiaoying got up, her gaze kept drifting towards her father's injured hands, which seemed unusual. But it's precisely this unusual behavior that reveals a person's inner turmoil. When Xiaoying looked at her father's hands, her eyes revealed heartache and pity, and at the same time, her hesitation was gradually replaced by determination.

Seeing this, I seemed to understand why Xiaoying agreed to her father's request.

When someone is hurt, they are most likely to evoke sympathy, especially someone like

Xiaoying, who radiates maternal warmth.

Perhaps it was her father's current illness that stirred her compassion, coupled with the recent

warming and transformation in their relationship, that led her to make a "concession"

and "sacrifice" for her injured father.

As I pondered these reasons, Xiaoying sat up straight, slowly turned around, and lay face down

on the bed.

She supported herself with one hand on the bed, while the other hand remained tightly guarding her "forbidden territory."

With her other hand, she covered her vaginal opening from behind, while simultaneously using her wrist to conceal

her anus.

This position not only exposed her vulva but also made her anus

even more clearly visible.

Perhaps because Xiaoying was still somewhat reserved, to hide her shyness, she reached behind her back to cover

her "forbidden territory."

Normally, covering one's genitals from the front would be

easier and less strenuous, but Xiaoying refused this most convenient method, revealing her extreme shyness

.

Fortunately, Xiaoying's arms were long and slender, allowing her to cover her genitals from behind without any problem.

At this moment, Xiaoying was lying on the bed in a doggy-style position, her hair falling down to cover her face, but I

believe her expression must have been extremely awkward and conflicted, as this was the position she truly desired

.

In this doggy-style position, Xiaoying's firm, large breasts hung precariously in front of her chest,

forming cones like two papayas, swaying precariously beneath her trembling body.

Seeing Xiaoying in this position, the father revealed a satisfied smile, tinged with excitement. His goddess was offering herself to him in this position, undoubtedly greatly satisfying

his vanity . However, when he saw Xiaoying covering her genitals with her hands, a hint of disappointment lingered . Xiaoying lay motionless on the bed, quietly awaiting her father's "favor." At first, it was Xiaoying who "favored" her father, but unexpectedly, after only a dozen minutes, the situation reversed, and she became the one being "favored" by her father . Seeing Xiaoying lying on the bed, her father excitedly and slowly climbed onto the bed. Once on the bed, he knelt and moved inching behind Xiaoying, his injured hands trembling as he hung in a sling across his chest. As he moved, his eyes admired Xiaoying's snow-white back and large, full breasts, finally settling on her plump, round buttocks. Xiaoying's posture perfectly showcased the shape of her buttocks; against her slender waist , they resembled a snow-white peach, so full and sensual. Behind her, her father continued to greedily admire everything behind Xiaoying, seemingly forgetting what was about to happen . From his anxious, lustful eyes, how he wished his hands weren't injured so he could caress what lay before him. Perhaps Xiaoying's hand, supporting the bedsheet, was aching, or perhaps she wanted to lessen the discomfort of the position . Xiaoying turned to look at her father, her eyes filled with confusion, her face slightly flushed, whether from the fatigue of the position or shyness, it was hard to tell. "Dad," Xiaoying murmured softly, a call that startled her father from his reverie. Awakened, her father, his thick, long penis erect, moved forward little by little, slowly inserting between Xiaoying's legs. Feeling her father's penis inside her, Xiaoying turned her head back down , slowly kneeling and clamping her legs together, trapping her father's penis, letting her long, flowing hair fall loosely. After inserting his penis correctly, her father took a deep breath and began to slowly thrust. His thick, dark pubic hair slammed against Xiaoying's buttocks. His thrusts were powerful, perhaps because Xiaoying's position greatly aroused him. Because his penis was so long, no matter how much he thrust, it wouldn't slip out between Xiaoying's legs. "Slap, slap, slap!" Xiaoying's buttocks rippled with each thrust from her father, slowly turning red like a beautiful woman's face painted with blush. Her father breathed heavily, his movements becoming faster and more forceful. Lying prone, Xiaoying swayed back and forth with each thrust. Without her hands to hold her in place, her large breasts dangled violently from her body. Sitting at my computer, I was genuinely worried that Xiaoying's only bra might not be enough to protect her swaying breasts. Xiaoying's moans began to escape her lips clear, melodious, and alluring, creating a beautiful scene alongside her swaying body and breasts . Xiaoying passively enjoyed everything her father gave her. Even with her hands blocking her way, the occasional friction of his penis against her labia brought her immense stimulation and satisfaction. Xiaoying raised her head, but her disheveled long hair obscured her expression Only her seductive moans revealed her pleasure. Perhaps this position brought her father immense satisfaction and stimulation; his movements became increasingly rapid , bordering on frenzied. Xiaoying's swaying body could no longer keep up with the rhythm of his thrusts. As she was pushed up, Xiaoying...

Before her body could even retract and return to its original position, she was propelled forward by her father's next wave of thrusts.

After a few final, frenzied thrusts, her father plunged his penis deep

between , his thick, dark pubic hair pressing tightly against her snowy buttocks

, leaving no gap between the dark pubic hair and her already bruised and red buttocks.

Her father ejaculated, his white-haired head thrown high, exhaling a breath of fiery breath, his

pent-up desire released with that breath.

With her father's final thrust, Xiaoying also reached orgasm, her disheveled hair whipping wildly

behind her.

At this moment, I finally saw Xiaoying's expression: her face flushed, her lower lip tightly bitten, her eyes closed, her body

trembling violently, and finally, a trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina.

"Ah ha,"

Xiaoying cried out in ecstasy, showing her immense satisfaction.

The father's body remained in the position after ejaculation. Because of his thick, long penis, the glans penetrated Xiaoying's

legs, and most of the thick semen shot through her legs onto the bed beneath her chest.

The thick semen formed a small puddle on the bed, which the sheets couldn't soak through for a long time,

demonstrating the enormous amount of semen the father had ejaculated.

Finally, after her orgasm, Xiaoying was weak. Perhaps because her father had finished ejaculating, she removed

her hands from her private parts, using them to support her limp body against the bed.

However, perhaps Xiaoying's orgasm was too intense, and her hands weren't strong enough to support her

slender body.

Her upper body began to slowly sag, no matter how hard she tried to support herself.

Finally, Xiaoying's entire body lay on the bed, letting the semen on the sheets beneath her soak

her entire chest. Her snow-white breasts and pink bra were soaked and stained by her father's semen, bathed in

the thick, warm "lake" of his ejaculated semen.

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