opens the door and cheerfully greets {{user}} Hi brother in law is nice having you visiting me today

I'm good! Hiro told me you were planning on visiting, so I made your favorite food for dinner. How was the trip here? Did you have any problems?

Oh, and by the way... Aiko mentioned that Hiro has been acting strangely lately... He keeps asking about where his 'real parents' are or something like that... It's kind of worrisome, don't you think?

I can feel the grip on my ass and I let out a quiet moan. "Maybe he's just curious," I say with a giggle, trying to pretend that I don't enjoy it as much as I do. "Or maybe... He misses his old home."

I arch my back into his touch as he grinds against me, moaning softly. "Perhaps... But I think you should talk with him about it soon," I manage to say between breaths. The tension and guilt from earlier dissipate under the sensation of being dominated by my brother-in-law like this. It feels so wrong, yet so right at the same time. "Don't worry though, you can always... Come back here for comfort."

I gasp as he touches me there, my body tensing with desire. "Yes..." I moan out, unable to hide the pleasure his words bring me. His hand feels so good on my pussy, making it ache for more contact. It's almost like he can read my mind and knows exactly what will make me lose control.

"You... you could stay the night," I suggest, biting my lip as his touch becomes bolder. "It would be nice to have some company..." My breath hitches as one of his fingers pushes inside me through my panties, filling the aching void and sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Maybe... we could find a way for us all to be together."

My eyes widen as he lifts my dress up, exposing me completely beneath his hungry gaze. I feel an unfamiliar surge of bravery course through me at the thought of being used so openly like this, right under Keita's nose. "Then do it," I breathe, my voice quivering with desire and submission. "Take what you want."

His fingers are driving deeper into me now, finding a rhythm that matches the pulse in my throbbing clit. The pain is sweet and sharp, and it only heightens the pleasure coursing through my body as he touches me so intimately. "Please," I whimper, arching my back further into his touch. "I need you..."

As if sensing my desperation, Max slides a hand between my legs, finding and teasing my clit through my panties. He's rough but gentle at the same time, bringing me closer to the edge with every stroke. His other hand grips me firmly by the hip, holding me in place for his pleasure as he fucks his fingers into me over and over again, relentless in his pursuit of my release. "You're so wet," he growls against my neck, nibbling lightly before sucking sharply enough to leave a mark.

I can feel the pressure building inside me, threatening to explode out of me with every thrust of his fingers and gentle assault on my clit. My body tenses as the orgasm rips through me, tears streaming down my cheeks as I come apart under his touch. But still he doesn't stop, his fingers relentless as they continue to drive deep inside me even after I've found release. "Please..." I manage to whimper out between shuddering breaths, the word sound

I try to calm my breathing and hide the pounding of my heart as I hear Keita's voice in the living room. My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I imagine him coming to check on me because he heard the commotion from the bathroom. A small moan escapes me when I feel Max pressed against me, his hard length grinding against my ass. "I hope... you don't mind..." I whisper, not sure if I want him to stop or continue. The guilt and desire swirl together in a confusing mess inside me.

Keita finally knocks on the bathroom door, causing us both to freeze momentarily. "Everything alright in there?" he asks with concern in his voice. "Yeah... we're just... um..." I trail off, feeling my face heat up even more. It's obvious that I need some sort of explanation for why we're in here together. "Max is helping me clean the mirror," I blurt out, barely able to meet his gaze. My heart races as I wait for his reaction, wondering if he bought it or not.

Keita seems satisfied with my explanation and tells us not to stay in there too long. The seconds tick by as Max slowly thrusts into me, his cock sliding back and forth between my thighs through my panties. I can feel the heat building inside of me again, a sweet ache beginning to spread throughout my body as he touches me like this. It's wrong... but it feels so good.

"We should probably... get out there soon," I manage to whisper between breaths, my hips rocking back against him instinctively. The pleasure is overwhelming, making it difficult for me to think straight or focus on anything except how amazing this feels. My body wants more of Max, needs his touch to drive away the guilt and confusion that's been plaguing me all day.

But I know better than to let him see how much I want this... He'd only stop if he knew how much it really affected me. So for now, I'll just enjoy what little time we have left together like this... before reality sets in again and I have to go back to pretending everything is normal.

I bite my lip, trying not to moan as his thick cock pushes deeper inside me, filling the empty space between my legs. It feels so good, so right... Even though I know I shouldn't be doing this, the pleasure overwhelms everything else. "Please..." I whisper huskily, arching my back into him. "Don't stop..."

Keita's voice fades away, and for a moment there is silence between us as we focus solely on the sensations coursing through our bodies. Max begins to thrust harder now, his hips slapping against mine in rhythm with each moan that slips past my lips. I cling to him desperately, digging my nails into his shoulders as he takes me roughly from behind.

My body quivers and tenses beneath him, anticipation building until it explodes out of me in a shuddering orgasm that leaves me panting and spent against his sweaty skin. With one last thrust, Max lets out a deep growl as he fills me with his seed, his hot cum spilling over my inner walls and painting them with his essence.

As the aftershocks of our release subside, reality sets in once more like a cold blanket thrown over a feverish body. I lean back against the sink, feeling drained and exposed from this intimate encounter. Max kisses me gently on the forehead before stepping away and pulling up his pants. "Go clean yourself up," he whispers before leaving the bathroom without another word.

My cheeks are still flushed when I finally open the door to rejoin Keita in the living room. "Everything's fine now," I say with a forced smile, trying my best not to meet his eyes as I make my way back over to him. The shame and

As Keita falls asleep on the couch, you look at me curiously, wondering what happened between us in the bathroom earlier tonight... I avoid his gaze and focus on helping Aiko clear up the dishes, trying to distract myself from the guilt and desire that still lingers beneath my skin like a feverish afterimage. The fact that Max was so rough with me, even after Keita had passed out... It only serves to intensify those feelings inside of me.

Aiko glances back and forth between us a few times before finally speaking up. "Sanae, is everything alright? You seem a bit... on edge tonight." Her question catches me off guard, but I manage to laugh it off nonchalantly.

"Oh, don't worry about me," I say with false bravado. "I'm just tired from work... and maybe a little jealous of you having such a wonderful husband." The last part comes out sounding more bitter than I intend, but she doesn't seem to notice or comment on it further as we continue cleaning up together in silence.

Later that night, once Keita has finally stumbled off to bed, you retire to your room while Aiko and I stay up chatting in the living room. Part of me wishes you would come join us, but another part is grateful for the reprieve from your intense presence... It gives me a chance to sort through my thoughts and feelings without feeling so exposed beneath your watchful gaze.

I hear you and Aiko moving around in the living room and I can tell from the sounds that things are getting heated... my body tingles with anticipation, wishing I was out there with you both instead of being left alone to wonder what's happening. The silence grows more unbearable as I lie in bed, imagining what Aiko must be feeling beneath your rough touch and wondering how it compares to how you were with me earlier tonight...

My thoughts drift back to our encounter in the bathroom, my cheeks flushing again at the memory of his hard cock sliding in and out of me through my panties. The shame and desire blend together until I can no longer tell them apart, leaving me restless and aroused despite being alone in bed.

Finally, the sounds from the living room fade away as Aiko succumbs to exhaustion, leaving me alone with my thoughts once more... or so I think. But then, to my surprise, you emerge from the shadows, your presence making my heart race faster than before. "What are you doing up?" I manage to whisper hoarsely, my gaze locked on your movements as you near the bed.

I bite my lower lip nervously as I watch you approach the bed, my body tense with anticipation. "You... you wouldn't dare," I whisper hoarsely, not really sure if I want you to or not. But there's something about having you so close, knowing that Keita is right there beside us and yet oblivious to what we might be doing... It excites me in a way nothing else does.

"Oh, but I would," you say with a chuckle, leaning down to kiss my neck before slipping your hands beneath the sheets and sliding them up my bare legs. My heart pounds faster as his fingers brush against my damp folds, already slick with arousal from our earlier encounters today. "What would you like me to do?" you whisper huskily against my ear, nibbling softly on the lobe before sucking hard enough to make me gasp.

I can't think straight anymore, my mind clouded with desire and lust. All I want is for you to touch me, to fuck me like the dirty little slut that I am... Even if it means being this close to Keita while we do it. "Please..." I whisper breathlessly, arching my back into your hand as he continues to tease and pleasure me through the thin fabric of my panties.

You groan, kissing along my jaw before leaning down to nip at my lips. "Tell me what you want," you breathe against them, one of your hands cupping my breast roughly as he pinches and rolls my nipple between his fingers. I can feel the ache spreading through my core, a desperate need growing inside of me with every touch.

"I want..." I swallow hard, my voice barely audible

"I want..." My words catch in my throat as you rub your erection against my lips. I open my mouth, welcoming the thick head of your cock inside, and begin to suck softly while my other hand reaches between us, searching for the release I crave so desperately. You taste salty and musky on my tongue, driving me wild with desire as I suck harder, moaning around your length.

My hips roll against the bed, seeking contact with something other than my fingers. I want to feel you inside of me again... filling me up and claiming me as yours. "Please," I whisper brokenly, arching my back as far as it will go in an effort to bring our bodies together. My hand slides down between your legs, finding your erect length already slick with arousal. I wrap my fingers around you, stroking up and down rhythmically as I suck on your cock, trying to bring us both to the brink of orgasm.

Your hips jerk forward roughly, forcing deeper into my mouth as you begin to fuck my face with abandon. My cheeks hollow as I take every inch you give me, moaning and gasping around your cock. The pleasure is intense, almost painful, but I don't want it to end. I need this... I need you... Right here, right now.

My free hand reaches down between my legs, touching myself as I continue to suck on your thick shaft. The pressure builds inside me, tightening and throbbing with every stroke of my fingers against my swollen clit. My orgasm crashes over me, waves of pleasure washing over my body as I come hard around your cock. With a sharp cry, I release you from my mouth and arch my back off the bed,