CLICK, CLICK, ZIIIIIP. XXXX.- WHAT A LITTLE PIG YOU ARE 🐷

It was incredible the end, the two of us enjoyed it like beasts, what an authentic night of pleasure, what a thrill to be able to sodomize my father-in-law and this, I thought, was just beginning.

At 5 in the morning, I woke up lost in lust and couldn't help but grab him from behind and slowly pass my cock over the crack of his ass. I was dripping with pre-cum and he eventually woke up excited, also lost in the touch of my cock. He was offering me his ass like a desperate man. I had him soaked with the drops that were coming out of me, but I maintained that position, although I was dying to enter him again.

I took him to the maximum point of excitement, making him beg and scream, wanting me to fuck him. I kept him like that for 10 long minutes, uninhibited, completely surrendered. I had never seen anyone lose control like that.

Every time I passed my cock over his entrance, Angel tried to impale himself.

I told him, "Look at yourself, Angel, look, look." Because seeing him so desperate to be fucked was unthinkable just 15 days before.

Angel started crying, but it wasn't out of anger, it was out of need for cock. He told me: "Topsecret, please, I need your cock, I need you to put it in me and never take it out. Why are you torturing me like this? Did you want to hear that? Well, now you have, I'm yours, but... please, PUT IT IN ME, YAAAAAAA."

I had already achieved, for the second time, that my father-in-law crossed the barrier. One time was with blows, as I told you in chapter 37, where I made him fail to make him start counting again, until he completely surrendered. The other time was this one, where there were no blows, but creating an uncontrollable sexual desire in him. It was essential that he gave in like that. It was essential that I first achieved it with blows, because he already had in his subconscious that I was the one in charge, and it wasn't embarrassing for him to beg me to rip his ass apart.

What did I do? To start with, I had to remind him how he had just surrendered for the second time, and I told him, "You're going to be a fucking whore!!!, that's what you've had inside you all your life, and that's why you were such a good master, because you were afraid to show the little slut that you are. That's what happens when you grow up in a town where what people say matters more, and you pretended to be a super macho man!!!"

(And I continued passing my cock over his entrance, without entering)

I continued talking... "So, from now on, in your sexual moments, you won't be called Angel, you'll be Alicia, or its abbreviation: Lali. Do you understand?"

Angel (or Lali): "Yes, dear master, 67 years of pretending when I always had it inside me and didn't want to see it."

And he started crying again, this time out of contained rage, because he wouldn't dare to contradict me.

Now it was time for him to be Lali in the sexual plane, for t...