The father buried his head in his wife's long hair and took a deep breath, revealing an expression of extreme enjoyment as his hand once again went inside a little more, rubbing back and forth on her buttocks.
"Daughter-in-law, you're wrong to say that. Ah Feng is my son, we have been father and son for so many years, who do you think he would believe?"
The father said, and then ran his own hand deeper into his wife's little garment, pressing his fingers hard into the center of her floral honeycomb.
"Ah ...... mmm ...... don't ...... Dad you can't do this... ..."
The fingers were rubbing continuously at her little snowy spot through her little dress, and his wife blushed and her heart beat non-stop, wanting to struggle away, but her father grabbed her puffy breasts again at that moment, squeezing her white rabbit with one hand and gouging at her secret spot with the other.
"Ah no ...... don't ...... can't ...... we can't apologize to Feng... ..."
The corners of the eyes of his wife are falling down a few tears, looking pathetic, see the situation, I was a moment some intolerance, and even had the urge to rush home to rescue his wife from the hands of his father.
However, I feel more excited.
This kind of long-lost excitement makes my brain happier than ever before, and the dick in my lower body also stood up, which is many times bigger than usual when I have sex with my wife!
I was surprised at such a transformation, and also rushed to suppress my impulses, forcing myself to continue to watch this farce.
I saw my wife crying and begging her father, trying to get him to let her go, and even running away a few times, only to be yanked back again by his father, his fingers once again pressed into her honey nest, and the cherries on top of the white rabbit being rubbed in all sorts of ways by his father.
"Rong, be more obedient."
Father drew on the base of her ear and spoke, "Feng can't bring himself up at all right now anyway because he's been so sick, so why don't you just obey me."
"Don't look at me now that I'm a bit older, but my kung fu isn't much different from that of a young man, and I'll give you a good time just the same."
"I know you have a strong desire in that area, every time you do it with Feng, I hear your voice of lust."
When her wife heard her father say those words, more tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "No ...... don't ......"
But although she still insisted on her mouth, her lower half of her body began to flow, and even her waist involuntarily began to match her father's movements.
But I don't blame her, I know, this is a normal physiological reaction, in other words, no one can resist.
"Hmmm ...... ah ......"
Father forcefully unbuttoned her shirt, revealing the cream-colored lace bodice inside, and rubbed her breasts from behind with both hands roughly, vigorously and greedily. Tweaking her breasts, just by just looking at them, her father's rod got a lot bigger.
"No ...... Dad, I beg you to let me go ......"
His wife said this, her red lips tightly biting, but her face gradually surfaced a look of pleasure and enjoyment.
Then, the father took off her small clothes, threw all her clothes on the kitchen counter, his hand trembling to touch his wife's two peaks above the hard two big cherries.
The cherries soon grew tighter and tighter under his father's teasing.
He rubbed them hard and messily, deliberately exposing the cherries from inside his fingers. With each rub, the cherries touched his father's rough fingers, irritating his wife to tears.
