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**When his mother-in-law moves in for a month, the unemployed husband becomes her target: she wears no underwear under short skirts, catches him looking, and blackmails him into cleaning her bathroom. Every time he tries to jerk off, she waits until he's on the edge, then bursts in to call him a disappointment. Within weeks, he's massaging her feet with a ruined orgasm, his tongue buried in her pussy, and his wife doesn't know her husband is being trained as their pussy slave.**
Valerie sits across from Marcus in the living room, legs uncrossed, skirt hiked high. He tries not to look. He looks. She catches him, her green eyes sharp with triumph. 'You're looking at me like a s
In chapter 2 he has a very horny and with no relief from his wife he tries to jerk off. But the bathroom door has no lock and the mother as waiting for him to do that so she could caught him. She it u
His face hovers inches from her cunt, her musky scent flooding his lungs, his hand moving frantically on his cock. She grips his hair and pulls him forward—his first taste is salt and silk and somethi
Three days pass in a haze of her cunt and ruined orgasms. Marcus wakes each morning to find Valerie already waiting on the couch, legs spread, book in hand. He crawls to her without being told now—the
Valerie is waiting on the couch when he creeps out at dawn, legs already spread, her cunt wet and ready. He kneels before speaking, and she runs her fingers through his hair like he's a pet. 'Tell me