Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 669 3 Step Mothers???

In ordinary circumstances, with the air conditioning humming and a good show playing, dozing off wouldn't be a problem at all.

Arthur, with his background in civil engineering and construction, accustomed to project sites, possessed a thick skin and resilience despite being a small-time contractor. He could endure considerable hardship.

Furthermore, this arrangement was quite comfortable for sleeping, no less so than an average hotel. Arthur nodded in assent, "Alright, it's true he's a heavy sleeper. It's probably safer for him to stay right here."

Nancy, moments before utterly crestfallen, suddenly found her eyes gleaming. She viewed this as an unexpected turn of good fortune, a hidden path appearing where there seemed to be only a dead end.

Ever since her parents began living apart, her father hadn't just stopped staying overnight; he'd barely even come for meals more than a few times.

The married couple had been embroiled in such unceasing, acrimonious conflict that neither could bear to look at the other. It was only after the arrival of the two sons-in-law that they had managed a few shared meals. Opportunities like this were, therefore, exceptionally precious.

Luis saw through her little ploy, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation. He was at a loss for words, only able to lament internally that she was pursuing a fantasy, a pipe dream of immense proportions.

At that precise moment, Luis raised his wine glass with his left hand, engaging his father-in-law in lively conversation. Meanwhile, his right hand, slipped beneath the table, pushed aside the fabric of Ruth's skirt, caressing the smooth, snow-white, and yielding flesh of his mother-in-law's thigh.

A tremor ran through Ruth's entire body. Her face, already flushed from alcohol, mercifully concealed any visible sign of shyness. Tensing slightly, she hastily took a sip of her drink to cover her reaction.

Yet, she made no move to stop her son-in-law's wandering, adventurous hand. For one, the alcohol had emboldened her, and the situation felt thrillingly forbidden. Secondly, she had no desire for her son-in-law to harbor any misunderstandings...

The last thing she wanted was for her son-in-law to mistakenly believe there was any chance of old flames reigniting between herself and her husband... The sheer impropriety of this illicit dalliance caused her entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

"At least it's been a promising start..." With this thought, Nancy managed to regain her former vivacity. She raised her glass with a playful smile, declaring, "No matter what else, with both Dad and brother-in-law here tonight, both she and Mom can finally hold their heads high."

"Cheers to that..."

Her spirits soaring, she downed a generous gulp of her drink. Arthur, sporting a goofy grin, tucked into his food.

Nancy remained absorbed in her fantasy of reuniting her parents. Mother-in-law Ruth, conversely, was completely focused on preventing her son-in-law from forming the wrong impression...

As for Luis, his roving hand had at that moment encountered his mother-in-law's thoroughly damp panties. Upon touching them, he also detected the presence of a sanitary pad, a discovery that immediately diminished his enthusiasm and left him feeling quite thwarted.

Had it not been for that minor obstacle, the act of toying with his mother-in-law's honey pot right there in front of both his father-in-law and sister-in-law would have been an exquisitely unparalleled act of depravity and pleasure.

Each of the three harbored their own secret, ulterior motives. The only truly pitiable figure in this scenario was Arthur, the naive, oblivious simpleton who had absolutely no inkling of the sordid business his wife and son-in-law were conducting right beneath the dinner table.

Ruth found the entire situation intensely arousing and stimulating. When her son-in-law's hand withdrew, she immediately understood that his mood had soured due to his discovery.

Ruth's face flushed an even deeper shade of red. She discreetly took out her phone and typed out a message.

Luis felt his own device vibrate with an incoming notification. He quickly retrieved it and saw it was a message from his mother-in-law.

"It was all cleared up and clean as of last night... That was just a panty liner..."

Luis's face immediately lit up with delight upon reading this. Just then, Mother-in-law Ruth rose to her feet with a bashful, coy smile and announced, "She needs to use the restroom!!"

She returned in a flash, seamlessly rejoining the conversation with her sister-in-law as if no time had passed. All the while, she deliberately parted her legs, signaling that niceties were no longer required.

With her father-in-law seated directly opposite, the woman's thrilling sense of danger was nothing compared to Luis's barely contained eagerness.

His clawed hand stretched out once more, reaching for the fertile ground that had once given life to his wife. He was shamelessly invading the forbidden space that rightfully belonged to his father-in-law, a depraved act performed right before the man's very eyes.

What intensified the electrifying arousal even further was the secret knowledge that his mother-in-law, during her brief trip to the restroom, had removed her damp panties. This was done solely to enable his lascivious explorations and manipulations.

The forbidden territory, plump and utterly hairless, was already a slick, saturated mire of desire. Even the area between her thighs glistened with arousal's juices, presenting an image of uninhibited lust.

The son-in-law's rough, calloused palm descended upon the wet heat. He then inserted his fingers, thrusting and scissoring them rhythmically, while his thumb expertly teased and stimulated her sensitive clit.

"Mmm..."

Mother-in-law Ruth emitted a soft, involuntary moan. Yet, like all women, a master actress, she maintained a hazy, unfocused look of intoxication in her eyes.

Adopting an expression of deep emotion, she declared with passion, "Your eldest daughter speaks the absolute truth. Reflecting on all the pent-up frustration and mistreatment she endured from that Old Peter, this moment of vindication feels simply incredible."

"He always bullied her, treating her like a helpless widow with no one to support her or her three daughters..."

Nancy chimed in with fervent agreement, "Exactly! That lecherous old goat, his eyes were always crawling all over us. It was utterly disgusting..."

As the mother and daughter duo took turns detailing Old Peter's numerous offenses, even Arthur felt a stirring of indignation. He began to experience a genuine pang of shame and regret, recognizing his own past failure to protect them adequately.

Ruth's face flushed a vivid, blotchy crimson. As she neared the precipice, her entire body started to convulse and twitch. She used her feigned agitation as a shield to suppress the desperate urge to cry out.

Her voice, already trembling noticeably, ground out, "That's right. This moment, she's finally experiencing a truly satisfying release..."

Noticing her mother's visibly "moved" state, Nancy, ever the dutiful and concerned daughter, quickly attempted to console her, saying, "Mom, you really don't need to get this worked up. You should watch your blood pressure, you know."

"It's fine, it's perfectly fine. Mom is just so happy..."

"Just like you were saying earlier, Mom is feeling an especially intense and satisfying kind of release right now..."

"It's all thanks to Mom's wonderful son-in-law that Mom is able to feel... so incredibly... satisfied and... relieved..."

By the time these final words left her lips, her voice had already devolved into a raw, hoarse rasp.

One could only be thankful that Nancy had chosen a rectangular dining table. The father and daughter sat directly across, observing everything. Perhaps it was precisely this direct line of sight, this unbroken visual connection, that amplified the raw, visceral shock of the moment to such an overwhelming degree.

With just a few more strokes and thrusts, Ruth's voice fractured into a strangled, guttural cry as she climaxed violently.

Right there, in full view of her husband and her own daughter, she was brought to a squirting, convulsive orgasm by her son-in-law's devilishly skilled hand. Her fluids sprayed liberally over his fingers and even trickled down in trembling rivulets onto the surface of the dining table.

Nancy remained blissfully unaware of the mind-shattering heights of ecstasy her mother had just attained. Hearing her mother's strained words, she merely offered a gentle, tender smile and teased, "Yes, yes, yes, Mom. You just go ahead and play favorites."

"Whatever the son-in-law does is just perfect, isn't it..."

"We three daughters might as well have been raised by a wicked stepmother for all the attention we get..."

This playful back-and-forth was her method of showing affection and seeking some attention as well. Ruth, who had just regained her breath after the intense pleasure, responded with a voice still trembling slightly, "Yes, yes. Mom really favors her second son-in-law. Can't you tell how wonderfully satisfying he is for Mom..."