A few years ago, it happened at my father-in-law's memorial service. It went off without a hitch, and the mother-in-law, who was getting dressed, was calling his wife. She had left, so I went in and there was her mother-in-law struggling with her mourning dress zipper stiff. Then, when I pulled down the zipper, her clothes came off at once, and there was her mother-in-law who was in her underwear. Her style was good, her eyes were glued to her white and transparent skin, and from that day on, her mother-in-law was on her mind. And, although it was planned to be a day trip this time, I headed to her wife's parents' house with her wife. When I met her mother-in-law for the first time in a long time, I was thrilled. After finishing my errands, I was looking at her mother-in-law with a secret feeling, but her wife suddenly said that she would stay and go home. That night, I couldn't sleep, so I was drinking in the living room. Then my mother-in-law came over and started drinking with me. The mother-in-law's beauty changed and smelled good. As the drinking progressed, I became agitated by the various parts exposed from my drunk mother-in-law's negligee, and I couldn't control the swelling of my crotch. I had an eye out of nowhere. I held my mother-in-law's hand. Then her mother-in-law also held back and stared at each other. I kissed Mother-in-law accepted. And we loved each other quietly and passionately.
