Quickie Before Dad Comes Back

My thoughts on women remain indistinct. Norma, my mother-in-law, exhibits a clear inability to detach from my father, no matter how he mistreats her. Witnessing her application of makeup upon learning of his impending visit infuriates me.

Yet, a contradictory surge of desire ensues. Despite my emotions, it cannot be denied that she is visually captivating in those snug denim pants, emphasizing her pert buttocks and enticing cleavage. Displeased, yet consumed by lustful thoughts, I tentatively initiate physical contact with her ample bosom, to which she surprisingly offers no resistance.

She permits me to explore her nether regions but admonishes the need for haste. Subsequently, she lowers herself before me, orally gratifying me with great fervor. My increasingly intense arousal urges me to fill her vibrant feminine cavity with my substantial member.

While engulfing one another in mutual pleasure, the situation escalates as I climax looms near, consonant vibrations fill the air when my father unknowingly contacts her. Consequently, without faltering, she proceeds to discard every telltale sign by wholeheartedly accepting my essence before his prompt intrusion.