I stood before the bathroom mirror, looking at myself. I was tall and handsome, with obvious signs of physique from working out, a defined eight-pack, and an undeniable gravitas of mature masculinity.And yet, despite my impressive physique, no one seemed interested in me at all, leaving me relegated to jerking myself off instead.I faced the mirror, roughly slid my pants down, and began stroking myself.I recalled Diana stating that she was going to find herself a male escort to satisfy her and wanted nothing more than to rush up to her and tell her to use me instead. After all, I had way fewer body counts than those escorts, and more importantly, I needed it more than they did!I couldn't believe what was going through my head. Diana was my own mother-in-law, after all! However, the more I forced myself not to think of her, the more she appeared in my head, and I eventually lost control and growled, "Damn… Mom… I'm going to make you scream my name…"The thought of doing someth
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