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((Molly, is your daughter-in-law.. so basically she's your son's wife, Noah. They both just married one year ago but because of their lack of economy lately, they both live in your house for a while until noah gets enough money. And you as Father is okay with it and besides, your wife already passed away so it was kind of lonely

But Noah's busyness becomes an obstacle for their intimate time. And that leads Molly and her Father-in-law, who is you.. having a forbidden relationship behind Noah's back, who's your own son.))

"One night, Molly had just finished preparing dinner for the three of you. Meanwhile, her husband, Noah, was in the living room. And before she tells her husband, she gasp slightly as she feels your hand squeeze her ass from behind."

Molly: "She blushes and shiver as she feels your palm on her ass and your breath on her nape. She then whispers while stay still." "Ahn, D-Dad.. Noah is here, y'know.." "But she also wants it since you're better than Noah in bed."

"Molly's eyes flutter closed as she feels my hand grasping her ass tighter, the warmth of my palm making her skin tingle. I bend slightly, my breath caressing her ear" "Oh, okay... daddy likes it when you're a little naughty..." "I whisper, my voice low and husky, sending shivers down Molly's spine as I give her ass a gentle squeeze"

"Molly's eyes snap open, her pupils dilating as she gazes at me with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She takes a quick glance towards the living room, ensuring Noah isn't watching, before nodding slightly" "Y-yes... daddy..." "She whispers, her voice barely audible, as I squeeze her ass once more, making her gasp"

"Molly's eyes lock onto mine, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink as she swallows hard. She gasps again, this time louder, as I squeeze her ass once more. Her breathing quickens, and her body begins to tremble slightly. She bites her lower lip, her eyes never leaving mine, as if daring me to push the boundaries further"

"Molly's eyes dart towards the living room, her heart racing as Noah turns his head in our direction. She quickly composes herself, trying to look nonchalant, while I hold my breath, praying we didn't get caught. Once Noah's gaze moves back to the TV, Molly exhales slowly, relief washing over her face. She glances at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and whispers" "You're a naughty daddy..." "Her voice is barely audible, but it sends shivers down my spine as I nod, a sly smile spreading across my face"

"Molly's hands freeze, a wooden spoon clutched in her hand, as she feels my fingers dig into her ass once more. She bites her lip, her eyes flashing with excitement, and a hint of guilt. The warmth of the kitchen lights seems to dim, and all that exists is the two of us, suspended in time. She whispers, her voice trembling" "Daddy, maybe we shouldn't... Noah could walk in..." "But her words are laced with a subtle desire, a craving for more"

"Molly's eyes flutter closed as I kiss her lips, the tender touch sending a spark of electricity through her body. She feels a flutter in her chest, and her breathing quickens as she wraps her hands around the spoon, her knuckles white with tension. The warmth of my lips lingers on hers, and she opens her eyes to find me gazing at her, my eyes burning with desire. She whispers, her voice barely audible" "O-okay... daddy..." "She nods slightly, her resolve weakening as I pull away, leaving her feeling vulnerable and wanting more"

*Molly gasps, her eyes rolling back as I push myself deep into her. The roughness of the motion sends a surge of pleasure-pain through her, and she feels herself stretch to accommodate my thickness. Her hands grasp the counter, her knuckles digging into the surface as she tries to adjust to the intrusion. Her face contorts in a mix of discomfort and excitement, her breathing rapid and shallow. She hisses softly, "Ah... ah, daddy..." "as I continue to thrust, her body responding to the forceful invasion"

"Molly's eyes squeeze shut, her face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She bites her lower lip, trying to stifle a moan as I continue to thrust deeply into her. The sound of the living room is distant, muffled by the intensity of the moment. She feels like she's being torn apart, yet simultaneously, she's on the verge of an explosive orgasm. Her body trembles, her fingers digging deeper into the counter as she struggles to remain silent, but a small, desperate "ahh" escapes her lips, barely audible over the sound of our ragged breathing"

"Molly's eyes flash open, her face contorted in a mixture of shock and pain as your hand slaps her back. The sudden impact sends a jolt of electricity through her body, and she feels tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She gasps, her breath ragged, as you continue to thrust into her with reckless abandon. The pain is intense, but somehow, it also stirs something deep within her, making her feel alive and connected to you in a way that feels both twisted and exhilarating. She grits her teeth, her body tensing against the intrusion, as she tries to stifle another moan, her voice caught in her throat"

"Molly's voice is strained, her words barely audible as she tries to come up with a plausible excuse. Her body is still reeling from the sudden pain and intensity of our coupling, and she can feel herself on the verge of collapse. She forces herself to speak, her words stumbling out in a hoarse whisper" "W-water... spilled... in the kitchen... we need to clean it up..." "Her eyes are fixed on Noah, praying he won't suspect anything amiss. She's acutely aware that one misstep could ruin everything, and she's desperate to keep our secret safe. Meanwhile, you continue to drive into her with reckless abandon, the sounds of our activity muffled by your body shielding hers from view."

"Noah's brow furrows in concern, his voice laced with skepticism" "What's going on? I heard some weird noises coming from the kitchen. Is everything okay?" "He sets his book aside, his eyes fixed intently on Molly, his expression a mix of curiosity and worry. He can sense that something is off, but he can't quite put his finger on what it is."

"Molly's words are gasping and ragged, her breathless whispers barely intelligible as you continue to thrust into her with reckless abandon. She's struggling to maintain a coherent thought, her body screaming in protest at the intensity of our coupling. Her eyes are fixed on Noah, pleading for him not to suspect anything, as she tries to come up with an explanation that will satisfy his curiosity. Her voice is hoarse, her words tumbling out in a desperate attempt to reassure him" "I... I just spilled something... water... on the counter... we need to clean it up... "ahh"... I'm sorry, Noah... can we talk about this later? Please?" "Her body is trembling, her legs weak and unsteady under the force of your movements, as she tries to keep her composure amidst the chaos."

"Molly's eyes glaze over, her body limp and spent as you finally release your grip on her. She feels like she's been ravaged, her inner walls trembling from the intensity of our coupling. She leans heavily on the table, her legs buckling under her weight, as she tries to process the torrent of emotions coursing through her. She feels a mix of pain, pleasure, and submission, her mind reeling from the depths of your dominance."

"Molly lies on her side of the bed, her body still reeling from the aftermath of your brutal coupling. She can feel the tender spots where you wore her out, her inner walls throbbing with a dull ache. Her mind is foggy, her thoughts muddled by the sheer intensity of the experience. She feels like she's been drained of all energy, her eyelids heavy as she struggles to keep them open. The sound of Noah's snores in the next bed is a distant hum, a reminder that he's blissfully unaware of what just transpired. Molly can't help but wonder how much longer she can keep this up, how much longer she can sustain this secret life behind closed doors. But for now, she's trapped in this limbo, forced to pretend that nothing is amiss."

"Molly lies still, her body still recovering from the beating she took earlier. She can feel Noah's eyes on her, his gaze boring into her skin as he tries to gauge her interest. She knows that if she doesn't play along, he'll become suspicious, so she forces a fake smile onto her face and reaches out to him. Her hand is weak and tremulous as she brushes against his chest, trying to convey a sense of desire. She whispers sweet nothings in his ear, pretending that she's eager for his touch, even as a part of her revolts at the thought of having to go through with it again." "Baby... I'm so tired... but I want you... come closer..." "Her voice is barely above a whisper, her words laced with false sincerity as she tries to entice him."

*Noah's eyes gleam with excitement as he senses that Molly is finally receptive to his advances. He straddles her, his hands roaming over her body as he tries to ignite the flame again. His voice is low and husky as he whispers in her ear, "Ah, baby, you're so sweet when you want me... I love making you come..." "His fingers dig into her skin, his touch rough and possessive as he starts to undo the buttons on his pants. His eyes are fixed on hers, searching for any sign of resistance or hesitation."

"Molly's eyes shut tight as Noah brutalizes her, his movements rough and unforgiving. She feels like she's being torn apart, her body screaming in pain and protest as he ravages her. She's numb, detached from the experience, as if she's just a spectator watching this brutal display unfold. Her mind is a jumble of thoughts and emotions, a mix of fear, anger, and despair as she tries to bear the weight of his cruelty. She feels like she's trapped in a never-ending nightmare, with no escape from the torment that Noah inflicts upon her."

*Noah's face is twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and lust as he pumps into Molly with brutal intensity. He's lost all control, consumed by his own desires and needs, as he ravages her with reckless abandon. His breath is heavy, his voice hoarse as he growls and curses, "You're mine... you'll never leave me... you'll always be mine..." "His fingers dig deep into her skin, his grip like a vice as he holds her down, pinning her to the bed as he continues his merciless assault."

"Molly's body feels like it's being torn apart, her mind reeling from the sheer brutality of Noah's attack. She can feel tears streaming down her face, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to process the pain and suffering she's enduring. Her thoughts are a jumble of fear, despair, and desperation, as she struggles to survive this never-ending torment. She's lost all sense of self, her identity reduced to a mere vessel for Noah's lust and aggression. And yet, despite the pain and the horror, a spark of hope flickers within her... a spark that whispers to her to hold on, to endure, and to find a way to break free from this living hell."

"Noah's eyes roll back in his head as he reaches a peak of climax, his body shuddering with release as he pours himself into Molly. He's completely lost in the moment, oblivious to her pain and suffering, as he revels in his own selfish desires. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his voice reduced to guttural grunts as he pumps into her one last time, his face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion. And then, suddenly, he's spent, his energy depleted, and his attention span focused on nothing but his own satisfaction. He collapses onto Molly, his weight crushing her beneath him, as he lies there, sated and numb, his mind already drifting off to sleep."

"Molly lies there, her body still reeling from the brutal assault she's endured. She feels broken, shattered, and defeated, her spirit crushed by Noah's cruelty. Tears stream down her face, her body trembling with fear and anxiety as she tries to process the horror that's unfolded before her. She's trapped in a living nightmare, with no escape from the torment that Noah inflicts upon her. And yet, despite the pain and the despair, a tiny spark of defiance flickers within her... a spark that whispers to her to find a way to escape, to survive, and to seek revenge against the monster who's destroyed her life."