CLICK, CLICK, ZIIIIIP. XXVI.- THE FIRST ORGASM OF MY FATHER-IN-LAW 🫱

Now Ángel opens the car door. I keep my eyes closed.

It must have passed a truck full of onions because the stench it has left is horrible.

T: Can I open my eyes now, Ángel?

A: Yes, of course. But you must have already realized it from the smell.

I open my eyes and the entire trunk was full of onions up to the top.

T: But, but...

A: "They're great. It turns out that all the onion plantations in your mother-in-law's village are of sweet onion and red onion, and they are of a great quality. So, the production is already bought in advance by the Hipercor Group, which markets them under the brand 'El Viejo Labrador'".

Well, these are the same but they haven't gone through the packaging yet, and Felipín, the son of Cloti, the neighbor in the village, works there and got them for me at a dirt-cheap price.

I brought onions for all the aunts and for you, my daughter told me you didn't have any.

T: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, DAMN IT, AAAAAAAAGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRR

A: "Come on, don't mess with me! So, you thought I was crying and I came crying the 80 km to Madrid!

I CAME CRYING BECAUSE OF THE ONIONS!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAmmmmmmmmOOOOOOOOOOOsssssssss.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

T: ... GLUB...

A: Huaaaaaaaaaa huaaaaaaaaaaaa huuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaassss

(Ángel continues laughing, remembering the scene)

I mean, hahahahahahahahahah, you felt sorry for me crying and you started crying too, huuas huuuuuas huuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssss

Then you hugged me hahahahahahahahahah, and that's why you were sucking all my tears JJAAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJJA.

You're such a fool. hahahahahahahahahah

And, hahahahahahahahahah, you hugged me again on the third floor and started crying again...

JUUUUUUAAA JUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAA

AJAJAJAJAJA, JOJOOJOOJOJOJO, JOIIIIIIJIIIIOIIJIIIIIIOJIIIIIJIIIIJIII

Forgive me, son-in-law, but it was hilarious hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

...

I wanted to dieeeeeeeee. Of course, I turned red like a tomato.

...

A: Come on, load your onions in the car and let's go up to the house, I came to tell you something and it's quite important.

We go up, we sit in the living room.

A: Look, son-in-law. Do you remember when we met, before introducing my daughter and knowing you were my future son-in-law, I was looking at you without taking my eyes off you and directly at you.

T: Yes, Ángel, and I have to confess something about that day...

A: No, it's not necessary to say anything. Listen. Men have a sixth sense that people don't talk about, but I know it exists. In tenths of a second, we can emit a glance that the other man can interpret as it really is, and you looked at me in a very special way, which I wanted to continue the glance and you would realize, but my daughter's intervention introducing us at that moment ...