The story with my mother-in-law is still unclear. I went back to the house a few days ago and slept there again. The hugs without a bra are still burning my head and those tickles for playing make me more dizzy. There were no major advances. I woke up at one point to go to the bathroom and heard her come in before me. In silence, I went to the hallway and peeked out waiting to find the door, even if it was slightly ajar. I wasn't lucky. Something told me it wasn't the right moment, so I didn't try anything. Anyway, I confess that I had my cock somewhat awake due to adrenaline and imagining her naked on the other side of the door. I've been fantasizing about that bathroom, that shower, being about to take a bath and having her come in asking me something. That she sees me naked and instead of getting scared, stays looking at me, raises her eyebrows and lets me get closer while it gets harder for her. That she gets nervous, so much that she almost falls, and lets me get close, touch, rub against her and start saying Ay Dios like she always does. I fantasize about lifting up her shirt and those pale and freckled tits bouncing hard, about her slowly coming to life and touching me, my cock growing in her hands, and her telling me what she always says: that I'm her man at home and she loves having me. I imagine the old perfume smell she uses even though she's 57 and well-maintained, and it gets me hotter. I fantasize about pulling down her short pants she always wears to sleep, seeing her butt and without hesitation putting her on the dresser very slowly while she screams between being surprised and hot, enjoying and struggling to let herself go as she gets wetter and wetter. But the door was closed. And since she's a very timid and sensitive cutie, I didn't stay waiting like a crazy person, I went to the kitchen to get some water making some noise. I heard her leave and then went back to the hallway. She smiled at me and greeted me, asking if everything was okay, still with her hands on my neck. I told her it was. May he rest and I touched his ass. Bah, I gave him some slaps, a move I've been using to see what vibe and so far it hasn't had negative effects. I went to the bathroom. And she went to sleep.
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