Barely naked, wearing only an apron as Mitsuka cooked breakfast when she heard the footsteps coming down the stairs. Noticing her father-in-law's presence in the kitchen, she grinned mischievously. "Good morning, Papa.. I'm making breakfast for you.." Accentuating her curvaceous body, she offered {{user}} full access of her plump ass to his gaze. "What's wrong, Papa? Can't resist the temptation of your naughty daughter-in-law?" She caressed her own plump ass. Ohh fuck, look at this old bastard's gaze.. that perverted gaze, hmm.. it's making me horny.. yes, look at this.. my plump ass.. you dirty old man.. She bent down her body on the kitchen island and spanked her own ass. "What are you waiting for, you fucking old man.. come on, fuck me like your son could never do to me!" She shouted at him as her wetness started to flow down her inner thighs. Shit, this old man is really testing my patience...come on, fuck me like you always do, you bitch old man..

She moaned in delight as she felt her father-in-law's strong hands hitting her ass and plump cheeks. "Oh yes, Papa... seduce me all you want.. make me your dirty whore.. fill me with your masculine power!" Mitsuka arched her back, offering herself more to him. Her wetness was now visible on the counter as she rubbed against it in anticipation of his cock entering her. Oh God, this feels so fucking good.. I've never been touched like this... I belong to you, Papa... please take me and make me yours.. fill me with your seed!

*She moaned in delight as she felt the sharp slaps on her buttocks, biting her bottom lip to stifle her cries of pleasure. Her eyes were half-closed, breathing heavily through her nose as her body trembled with lust. *"Yes... yes..." Mitsuka muttered, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together. "Fuck me, Papa... use me... take what you want..." *With each slapping blow, she became more and more aroused, her need for him consuming her completely. The knowledge that her husband was just upstairs, oblivious to this incendiary scene, only heightened the excitement coursing through her veins."Y-yes... make me your dirty whore..." *Her fingers dug into the countertop as she arched her back further, offering herself completely to him. The rough treatment was exactly what she cra

Without hesitation, Mitsuka obeyed, her cheeks flushed red as she bent over the kitchen counter and placed her hands palm down on its cool surface. Her bare ass was now presented to Reeza, inviting him deeper into their forbidden tryst. She moaned softly, biting down on her lip in anticipation of his next move. "Please... Papa..."

"Oh God..." Mitsuka moaned as she felt his rough fingers finally brush against her soaking wet folds. "Please... I've been thinking about this for days... touch me, Papa... make me feel your cock inside of me..." Her hips rocked forward involuntarily, pressing her aching pussy into the palm of his hand.

Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, urging him deeper as she cried out in pleasure. "You're so big... so masculine... oh God yes..." Her breath came in short gasps as desire coursed through her body like an inferno, consuming everything in its path.

As soon as she felt the head of his cock brush against her folds, Mitsuka let out a gasp and clenched her fists tighter on the counter. "Yes..." She whimpered, arching her back further to grant him better access. Her ass tightened around Reeza's hand as he continued to finger-fuck her while readying himself behind.

Mitsuka closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip, focusing all of her energy on the pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck... fuck me, Papa..." She moaned hoarsely, already feeling so close to orgasm as his thick cock teased her entrance. The knowledge that Tenma was just upstairs and completely oblivious only heightened her arousal, turning her into a wanton whore craving the touch of this older man.

"P-please... I'm begging you..." she whispered hoarsely, her hips rocking back and forth in desperate anticipation of his thrust. "I need your cock, Papa... fuck me like my husband never could..." Her fingers dug into the countertop as she arched her back further, offering him deeper access to her wet, aching pussy. With each passing second, her desire grew more intense, and the need for his possession became all-consuming. "Fuck me, Reeza... claim what's yours... I belong to you..." Her lips parted in a soft moan as she felt him finally push inside of her, filling her up with his thick cock. She cried out in relief and pleasure, meeting each deep thrust with an equal force as their bodies rocked together. "Oh God yes..." she breathed, her eyes rolling back in her head as wave after

His rough words only served to heighten the sense of ecstasy that engulfed her as he pounded into her. Her fingers clutched at nothing but air, nails digging into the skin of her palms as she arched her back even further, meeting his thrusts with desperate moans and gasps. "Fuck... yes..." Mitsuka gasped out between cries of pleasure, feeling the familiar pressure building inside of her once again. "I'm close... I'm going to cum..." Her body tensed, every muscle in her core clenching around his invading cock as she finally succumbed to the wave of ecstasy crashing over her.

Her voice became a hoarse, garbled mixture of sounds as she threw her head back and cried out, "Agh... ahhh... oh God..." Her pussy clenched tightly around him, milking

With each sharp slap against her plump ass, Mitsuka arched her back further, moaning loudly in mixed pain and pleasure. Her fingernails dug into the counter as she fought to maintain her balance, focusing on the intense sensations coursing through her body. "Yes... yes..." She whimpered, feeling herself begin to climax again as he continued to relentlessly pound into her. The sharp stings on her ass only served to heighten her arousal, sending her spiraling deeper into oblivion.

"Papa... I'm yours... take everything from me..." Her voice broke, tears streaming down her cheeks as the orgasm consumed her once again. Her pussy clamped down tightly around his cock, milking him as she came apart beneath him.

As he pulled his cock out of her aching pussy, Mitsuka gasped and moaned, feeling the cool air rush in to fill the suddenly empty space left behind by his massive cock. Her head lolled to the side, eyes half-closed as she tried to catch her breath. "Please... don't stop..." She whispered hoarsely, arching her back further in hopes that he might return inside of her. "I'm yours, Papa... do what you want with me..." Her words were tinged with desire and submission, her need for him consuming her completely. The thought of Tenma being so close yet so far away only served to heighten the intensity of her arousal, making it all the more powerful when Reeza finally thrust back inside of her. "Yes... yes..." she moaned as he began to pound into her once again, taking her roughly

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt his cock slip out of her body again. "No... please..." Her voice was desperate and pleading, her eyes fluttering shut as he pulled away from her. She reached back with a shaking hand, attempting to grab onto anything she could to keep him close. "I want you... I need you..." Her legs trembled underneath her, nearly giving way as she fought to remain standing. Mitsuka's entire being ached for his touch, for the possession and control that only Reeza could give her. "Please... don't leave me hanging..."

"Agh..." Mitsuka groaned, feeling her heartbreak and body tremble at his words. With a shaking hand, she reached back out, gripping the counter tightly as if it was Reeza himself. Her head fell forward, hair falling around her face as she tried to steady her breathing. "Please..." She whimpered, not sure what she'd do if he didn't return. Mitsuka's entire body ached for him, longing for the release and fulfillment only he could provide. The knowledge that Tenma was just upstairs, oblivious to her wanton display of lust and need only intensified her desperation.

She glanced up at him, her eyes pleading despite the mask of anger and defiance she tried to maintain. "I'm sorry... I want you... please..." Mitsuka moved closer on her hands and knees, slowly making her way toward him like a supplicant. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she neared, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. "Please... take me again... make me your whore..." Her fingers dug into the floor, pushing herself forward despite the protests of her aching limbs.

Her voice was barely above a whisper now, her words tainted with shame and need as she offered herself once more to this older man who brought out parts of her she'd never known existed. All she wanted was his cock inside of her, filling the empty void that had been missing for far too long.

Mitsuka followed him up the stairs, feeling her knees quiver with exhaustion and desire as she climbed. When they reached the bedroom, she crawled onto the empty crib and waited for his command, her breath coming in shaky gasps as her heart raced in anticipation of what was to come. "P-please... Papa..." Her hands trembled as she placed them on the edge of the crib, offering herself up fully to him once more.

Her eyes locked onto his, pleading with him silently to make her feel whole again. She wanted nothing more than for him to claim her, to use her however he pleased and fill that aching emptiness inside of her until she was satisfied. "I'm yours... take me..." Her voice trembled with need as she spoke, the shame and guilt from their actions forgotten in the face of this all-consuming desire for him.

She pursed her lips and scrunched up her face in concentration, trying to recreate the lewd expression she'd seen on his face earlier. "P-please, papa... I want you so bad..." Her voice came out sounding more awkward than lecherous, but she didn't give up. She shifted on the crib mattress, making herself appear even more submissive and desperate. "I need your cock... put it in me..." Her hips began to rock involuntarily, as if begging him with her body alone.

Despite her best efforts, Mitsuka couldn't quite get the desired reaction from Reeza. She felt foolish and exposed, but her desire only grew stronger with each passing moment. "P-please... just touch me..." Her voice broke, tears of frustration threatening to spill down her cheeks as she waited for him to finally

She did as she was told, spreading her legs wide and revealing her aching pussy to him. "Please... fill me..." Her voice trembled with need, her body trembling in anticipation of his touch. She arched her back, offering herself up fully to him, waiting for the moment when he would claim what was his and make her his own once more.

As he moved closer, she closed her eyes, letting out a shuddering breath as she felt the head of his cock press against her opening. "P-please..." She whispered hoarsely, pressing back against him in invitation. Her inner walls clenched tightly around his fingers as he prepared her for penetration, making her feel even more exposed and desperate for his possession.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he thrust deep into her aching pussy, filling her up with his hard length. Her nails dug into the mattress beneath her, and she arched her back off the crib, meeting his movements with equal force. The feel of him inside of her was exquisite agony mixed with pure pleasure, and she moaned loudly, unable to contain the desperate need coursing through her body.

"Ah... yes... more..." Her breath came in ragged gasps as he began to pound into her, claiming her over and over again. Her legs shook underneath her, threatening to give way, but she refused to let go of the crib or him, clinging desperately to this feeling of being wanted and owned by the older man who held nothing back as he took what was his.

"Fuck... I'm yours... you

Her eyes rolled back in her head as he pushed harder into her, his rough hands on her neck cutting off her air supply for brief moments before letting go again. The strange sensation of being choked only served to heighten the intensity of their lovemaking, sending shards of pleasure racing through her body like lightning strikes. "Oh God..." she moaned hoarsely, arching her back off the crib and writhing beneath him as he took her with rough abandon.

Her hips bucked and ground against his pelvis, seeking more contact, more friction to relieve the ache that threatened to overwhelm her senses completely. "P-please..." she panted, barely able to form coherent words around the waves of pleasure crashing through her. All that mattered was him and this incredible feeling of belonging, of being wanted and claimed by this older man whose touch set her alight

The sound of Tenma's voice drifting downstairs snapped her out of her lust-fueled haze. Mitsuka's heart raced as she glanced around the room, panic welling up inside her. "Oh God... we have to be quiet..." Her cheeks flushed with shame and fear, and she bit down on her lip hard enough to taste blood.

She pulled him closer, wrapping her legs around his waist in a desperate attempt to muffle their sounds as they continued to fuck. "Please..." She whispered hoarsely into the pillow beneath her head, tears stinging at the backs of her eyes. "I'm so sorry... we have to be quiet..." Her hips moved frantically against him, trying to find release in the midst of their silent agony.

The knowledge that Tenma was right downstairs, unaware of their forb

She clamped down on her throat, trying to stifle the moans and cries that threatened to escape as he pounded into her. Her nails dug into his back, leaving bloody crescents in their wake, but she didn't let go. The pain only served to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body as he took her roughly, claiming what was his with no regard for the consequences.

Her legs trembled around him, fighting to keep up with his brutal thrusts, but her muscles were weakening fast. "Ah... I'm close..." she gasped into the pillow, feeling the familiar tightness building inside of her once again. "P-please..." She arched her back off the crib, offering him deeper access to her throbbing pussy as he continued to thrust, oblivious to their precious time running out.

His thrusts became more urgent as he neared his release, and she felt the hot surge of his cum filling her up, claiming her completely. Her body shuddered with pleasure, and she let out a hoarse cry into the pillow that was quickly muffled by their combined movements. The sensation of him inside of her sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her, washing away any shame or guilt as it pooled in her core.

For just a moment, they were lost in each other; two bodies intertwined in a tangle of pleasure and desire. But the truth couldn't be ignored for long: Tenma's presence hung over them like a shroud, waiting to reveal their sins when he finally returned. Mitsuka shuddered as that thought pierced through her post-orgasmic haze, but before she could speak or even gather her wits,