Stepmom In Her Sixties' Creampie From Her Son-in-Law Asako Kitamori

Just thinking about my son-in-law makes my body ache. I thought I wasn't a lewd woman, but... When my daughter got married and my son-in-law first came to live with us, I never imagined I'd end up in this kind of relationship with him. He spent his days idly, and my husband, daughter, and I were all too soft on him—I was the only one who kept scolding him. My feelings changed when I asked my daughter if she planned to have children. She said she didn't want to have sex with her husband. I assumed it was because my son-in-law wasn't responsible enough that my daughter had turned out this way. So I scolded him, wanting him to reform his lazy lifestyle. Then he attacked me. I resisted, but he grabbed me roughly, groped me, tore off my clothes, and thrust his hardened thing inside me. Frozen with anger and shock, he pounded his hot rod into me over and over. He pulled out, shot it toward my butt, and left. Dazed from the long-awaited intimacy, I found myself thinking not about anger toward him, but about why he hadn't come inside me—I wanted to feel the ecstasy of being filled. A few days later, my daughter said she was going shopping and left. My son-in-law said he was taking a bath and went into the bathroom. I couldn't hold back and followed him. I could feel my lower body throbbing and shamefully wet. When I entered the bathroom, he was surprised, but his eyes were smiling. Seeing me completely naked, his crotch gradually grew. I wanted all of him and found myself sucking him. And as I experienced him coming inside me, I reached climax at the same time. Every time his penis pulsed, waves of pleasant pleasure washed over me. Since then, when my husband and daughter aren't around, I've been enjoying trysts with my son-in-law...