My Daughter’s Husband 3
1145 Words
The next morning, the house felt heavy with the secrets of the night before. Richard had left early for a golf game, and my daughter was out at a brunch with her friends. I was alone, or so I thought. My body felt sensitive, my p***y still a bit swollen from Leo’s midnight visit. I needed to wash the scent of him off me, even though a part of me wanted to keep it there forever. I walked into the master bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water run until the mirrors were completely fogged over.
I stepped into the glass enclosure and let the hot spray hit my back. I closed my eyes, leaning my head against the wet tiles. I was lathering my body with a strawberry-scented soap, my hands sliding over my yoga-toned stomach and down to my thighs. My mind was drifting back to the feeling of Leo’s nine-inch d**k. I reached down to wash my p***y, my fingers lightly brushing over my c**t, which was already hard and sensitive.
Suddenly, I heard the bathroom door creak open. I froze, my heart leaping into my throat. Through the frosted glass and the thick steam, I saw a tall, dark shadow moving. I knew that silhouette anywhere. It was Leo. He didn't say a word. He just opened the shower door and stepped inside, fully naked. His skin was already bronzed from the sun, and his d**k was standing straight out, thick and hungry, easily reaching that nine-inch mark I was now addicted to.
To my surprise, the bar of soap slipped from my wet hands and hit the floor of the shower. I turned around to pick it up, bending over at the waist. My ass was stuck high in the air, my p***y exposed to the hot water and to Leo’s intense gaze. Before I could grab the soap, I felt a pair of large, warm hands grip my hips.
Leo, I gasped, my voice echoing off the tiles.
He didn't answer with words. He just leaned down and pressed his face against my wet ass cheeks. I felt his tongue lashing out, licking the water off my skin before he moved lower. He buried his face between my legs while I was still bent over. He started to suck my p***y from behind, his tongue deep inside me while his nose pressed against my c**t.
Oh god, yes, I moaned, my hands gripping the shower handle for balance.
He was eating me like he was starving. The sound of his wet slurping mixed with the splashing of the water. He was sucking on my p***y lips, pulling them into his mouth, and then flicking his tongue against my c**t with a speed that made me scream. I was shaking, my knees feeling weak as the hot water poured over us. He reached around and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them hard as he continued to eat me out.
I am going to fall, Leo, I whimpered, but I didn't want him to stop.
He finally pulled away, but only to get what he really wanted. He stood up straight behind me, his thick d**k rubbing against my soaking wet ass. I felt the head of his d**k poke at my p***y entrance. He didn't use any warning. He just shoved his d**k all the way inside me in one hard, wet thrust.
I let out a piercing shriek that was lost in the sound of the shower. He was so big that it felt like he was splitting me apart, but the pleasure was so intense I thought I would faint. He started to f**k me from behind, his hands locking onto my waist so he could hammer into me.
Yes! f**k me, Leo! f**k your mother-in-law! I screamed.
The sound of his d**k sliding in and out of my wet p***y was like a rhythmic splashing. Every time he slammed into me, my breasts bounced and hit the wall. He was groaning, a deep, guttural sound of a man who had lost all control. He was f*****g me so hard that I was sliding forward on the wet floor, and he had to pull me back by my hips to keep his d**k buried deep.
You have the best p***y I have ever felt, Leo growled into my ear, his breath hot against my wet skin.
I was moaning and screaming, my head hanging down as I watched his thick d**k disappear into me over and over. I reached back and grabbed his balls, feeling them tight and heavy against my hand. I wanted every bit of him.
He pulled out suddenly, making me whimper in protest, but then he spun me around and pinned me against the wall of the shower. He lifted my right leg and draped it over his shoulder, opening my p***y wide. He shoved his d**k back in from the front, his eyes locked onto mine. The friction was incredible. The water was spraying over his face, but he didn't care. He was focused on destroying my p***y.
I am coming! I’m coming again! I yelled, my fingers digging into his muscular arms.
My climax hit me like a tidal wave. My p***y gripped his nine-inch d**k so hard I thought he might pop. I was shaking and crying out, my voice raw from screaming. Leo didn't stop; he increased the speed, his d**k hitting my sweet spot with every violent thrust.
I’m going to blow, Veronica! I can’t hold it! He roared.
He pulled his d**k out at the very last second. He grabbed his shaft and began to stroke it fast, the head of his d**k pulsing right in front of my face. I didn't even have to think. I dropped to my knees on the shower floor, the water splashing around me. I opened my mouth and took him deep, my throat catching as he let out a huge jet of c*m.
I sucked his d**k as he finished, swallowing every drop of his hot, thick c*m. It tasted salty and sweet, and I didn't want to waste a single bit. I moved my tongue all over the head of his d**k, cleaning him off while he stood there trembling, his hands resting on my head as he caught his breath.
We stayed on the floor of the shower for a while, the hot water still raining down on us. I looked up at him, my hair plastered to my face, and smiled. Leo looked exhausted but happy. He reached down and helped me up, kissing me deeply.
I think I love your p***y more than anything, he whispered.
I just laughed and leaned against him. I knew we were playing a dangerous game, but with a d**k like his, I didn't care if the whole world found out.
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