Just thinking about my son-in-law makes my body ache. I thought I wasn't a lewd woman... When my daughter got married and her husband moved in, I never imagined we'd end up in this kind of relationship. Every day was sloppy, my husband and daughter were both soft on him, and all I did was scold him. My feelings changed when I asked my daughter if she wasn't going to have kids with him. She said she didn't want to have sex with him. I thought it must be because he wasn't taking responsibility, so I wanted to reprimand him and make him change his lazy lifestyle. Then he attacked me. I resisted, but he grabbed me roughly, groped me, tore off my clothes, and thrust his hard member into me. Paralyzed by anger and shock, he kept pounding his hot rod into me over and over. He pulled out and ejaculated on my ass before leaving. Dazed from the long-awaited act, I found myself thinking not about my anger towards him but why he didn't come inside me—I wanted to experience the climax of being filled. A few days later, my daughter said she was going shopping and left. My son-in-law went to take a bath, so I followed him. My lower body throbbed and was embarrassingly wet. When I entered the bathroom, he was surprised but his eyes were smiling. Seeing me naked, his groin gradually grew larger. I wanted all of him and found myself sucking on him. As he released inside me, I reached my climax. Each pulse of his penis brought waves of pleasant sensation. Since then, whenever my husband and daughter are not home, I enjoy my trysts with him...
