Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. My skin was fair and smooth. I had a body with curves that turned heads. Anyone who saw me would call me a beauty.Yet, despite my perfect appearance, my husband paid no attention. I was left to rely on myself.I stood in front of the mirror, lifted one leg, and bit my lip. I started pleasuring myself.When Janet had suggested that Mark find a prostitute, I wished I could just rush in and tell him not to bother looking and that he should just come to me.I was cleaner than a prostitute. More importantly, I needed it much more than they did.I thought, “God, what am I thinking? He’s my father-in-law.”The more I tried to stop myself, the more those thoughts kept creeping in. Without realizing it, I even started to whisper, “Mark... ah... Mark, harder! Do it harder!”The forbidden thrill and the madness of it all made me feel more aroused than ever. I got carried away as my hand moved faster and harder.I did not even realize h
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