Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 623 No Homo

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Previously on Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women...
Luis received a new system mission for a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law scenario. After bringing Hela to multiple climaxes, he persuaded her to tacitly approve his seduction of her daughter-in-law Nancy, stressing secrecy from family. They parted affectionately, with Luis heading to meet the waiting Nancy in her Mercedes at the community entrance.

With a naughty smirk, Luis climbed into the passenger seat, buckled his seatbelt, and his sly hand swiftly settled on her thigh.

"Don't touch, you'll distract me from driving!"

Nancy scolded him flirtatiously, yet she didn't truly halt his advance.

"It's fine, I trust your skills!"

Luis licked his lips eagerly, exclaiming, "Why did you drive the car out anyway? I was just thinking, if we were still in the garage, we could have conveniently blessed the car right here and now."

"Pervert, that's all you ever think about."

While they bantered playfully, Luis gazed in delight at his sister-in-law, who resembled a celestial maiden, radiating a post-pleasure glow from his intimate attentions.

*Ding… Mission generated for the tall, sexy sister-in-law: "Ecstatic Orgasm…" – one time with her on top, one time from behind, one time in the traditional position. Complete three ejaculations inside her within 24 hours.*

Ding… Mission reward: one random mystery box, bonus of 800,000 dollars.

Ding… Hidden mission perk triggered: the vanity of the materialistic sister-in-law.

Ding… Sister-in-law mission line: the moment you fuck her until she calls you "Daddy," unlock the special honor of "Sugar Daddy."

At that time, all money spent on the sister-in-law will be doubled and returned as a reward.

Ding… Derived perk: mother-in-law and daughter-in-law mission generating.

Gazing at the mission display for his celestial sister-in-law, Luis brimmed with drive. He geared up to tackle and complete the primary mission right away.

The car had just begun to move when Luis's phone buzzed. He answered it, and his face shifted: "It's Daniel calling!"

Nancy quickly killed the engine, a flicker of doubt in her gaze.

Indeed, she had busted her husband cheating in the act, and that jar of Vaseline by the bed had been downright disgusting.

However, truth be told—she had betrayed him first. Lured by her brother-in-law's charming words, she had indulged in countless shameful acts.

Only moments earlier, with her husband and mother-in-law just beyond the door, she had surrendered fully to her brother-in-law's advances.

It was exhilarating, sinful, and profoundly fulfilling… even carrying a hint of forbidden delight.

Still, a wave of unease and remorse now washed over her. The sheer power of her recent climax mirrored the burden of her guilt.

Luis picked up steadily: "Brother-in-law!"

Daniel's side echoed with noisy chatter—he was likely near a bar's doorway.

"Luis, how's it going?"

Despite storming off in fury—Daniel's nature was overbearingly commanding—upon reflection, he couldn't fully release his grip on the matter.

He suspected something between his wife and her brother-in-law… those subtle sounds from the room hadn't rung normal.

Exploding in rage came naturally to a man, but calm brought clarity: his mother was correct—this demanded careful management.

Setting other issues aside, if word of this spread, the family's reputation would shatter.

Married for years without kids, relatives already gossiped behind closed doors. That shamed his parents enough.

Another scandal now… his father Darlan could rage himself to death, and Daniel wouldn't face the world.

Being gay, standing out… fools might call it edgy.

But public judgment struck mercilessly. At thirty, he'd shed youthful bravado.

Luis replied evenly, "Aunt Suzanne returned to rest. Nancy says she needs time to settle and will stay at her parents' for a few days to reflect."

"That's for the best. At least no more clashes on sight."

Daniel sighed, then added pointedly, "Luis, you've always been closest to Nancy."

"Talk some sense into her. If this leaks, both families suffer disgrace."

"She'll listen to you, right?"

His tone edged toward menace. Luis laughed lightly, assuring, "Don't worry, brother-in-law. I'll do my best."

"Not 'do my best.' You have to make it happen."

Daniel paused, then suggested, "How about she heads home first, then you join me at the bar for a drink?"

"Well…"

"Some matters suit a private chat. It's simpler."

With tensions this high, Daniel's voice carried a dark undertone…

Luis had not only bedded Daniel's wife but also shared his mother and other sister-in-law in a heated threesome.

Revenge had felt explosively gratifying, yet now unease gripped Luis. He clenched his jaw, consented, and ended the call.

On speaker, Nancy caught every word. Anxiously, she blurted, "How could you agree? Are you stupid?"

Luis offered a wry smile. "No choice. Better to face it head-on. Daniel's right—private talks smooth things out."

Worry etched Nancy's face. "Have you lost your mind?"

"You know Daniel's type. Always quick to flare up."

Luis chuckled. "So what? If fists fly, with his frame, I'd pin him down and grind his face in the dirt."

Nancy swatted Luis in frustration. "Are you an idiot? What if he calls bouncers to thrash you?"

Though Luis secretly owned Hans's bar, outwardly Daniel ran it.

The bouncers didn't recognize Luis, and their boss was a rough local. Pummeling him would seem routine.

Luis saw the risk, his forehead creasing.

Then Nancy eyed him oddly and warned, "And the bar—aren't you worried he'll spike your drink?"

"What do you mean?"

Luis missed the hint.

His celestial sister-in-law shot him a sly glance, her eyes tracing his striking features. "Don't you know you're quite handsome?"

"That face, those muscles—women adore you. Why not men too?"

"Now it clicks. Daniel once pushed workouts and praised your build, even your butt. Not envy—he coveted you!"

"Bar visit? If he drugs you, will it be a beating… or worse?"

Those words sent a chill through Luis. His rear clenched in alarm.

A vision hit him: naked, tossed onto a bed.