Chapter 3.

　　Startled, I shrank back and hid behind the door.
"Honey, is the door unlocked? What if Dad comes in and sees it?"
My daughter-in-law didn't notice my presence and was just a little worried.
"It's fine!"
My son was full of concern, and his dick drove in and slammed into his daughter-in-law's stamen.
"Oooh ......"
The daughter-in-law was shaken by the impact, and even the table wobbled after her.
Standing outside the door, I can only hear my daughter-in-law's crunchy, bone-chilling voice.
"Hubby ...... you're great ...... hit so deep ......"
Listening to my daughter-in-law's waves in the living room screaming, it was as if I was on fire.
"I ...... can't do it ...... oh!"
However, it didn't last long before my son reached his limit and let out a roar like a brute and stopped moving.

I sighed in my heart, the son of this body with me too much difference, who let him is not my biological, did not inherit my good genes.
It's a waste of good resources.
"I'm just getting the hang of it."
My daughter-in-law's voice was tinged with loss and regret.
"It's been a long time since I've done it, and I've been working overtime all the time lately, so next time, I'll make sure you're satisfied next time."
The son scratched his head in embarrassment, obviously not very satisfied with his performance either.
"You said the same thing last time."
The daughter-in-law sighed in defeat.
Standing in the doorway, however, I could only do nothing.
If I were to take the stage, such a beautiful daughter-in-law would definitely make her feel good.
Just as I was lost in thought, a footstep suddenly sounded behind me.
"Old Zhou, you're back from grocery shopping?"
It's my next door neighbor Lao Li, the sudden appearance startled me, and I quickly smiled and said, "Yes, my son always works overtime lately, so I bought a Mandarin fish for him to make up for his body."
"Still you love your son."
I was distracted and pushed the door in, my daughter-in-law had already dressed, I subconsciously looked at the trash can in the living room, there are a few clumps of toilet paper.
The living room seems to remain a trace of ambiguous after the smell.
They had already cleaned up the battlefield.