The mother-in-law every son-in-law wants to have

I've been a widow for six years, and all I have left is my daughter, Pamela.
Pamela was pregnant and asked me to move in with her in Florianopolis.
She lived with Fabio and my newborn granddaughter, Flavia.
Fabio is a nice guy, he owns a restaurant, he's always provided a good life for Pamela.
But in the first weeks in their house, I noticed differences between me and my daughter: Pamela was cold, lived in denial of attention to Fabio. The poor man could hardly touch her <unk> she always repressed him. At first, I thought it was because of my presence ...
But in time I realized that she hadn't "punched" me, but her father, a rough man, in a nutshell.
After a few months in their home, my daughter had recovered and was ready to go back to work, she was a renowned psychologist, she made her living traveling for marketing campaigns for health companies, and the next trip was to the Amazon, where she would spend 30 days serving indigenous villages.
I was already getting used to them, despite the strange atmosphere between the couple, when Fabio surprised me with a proposal:
Mrs. Iris, I'd like you to continue taking care of Flavinha even after Pamela returns to normal activities. I'm busy with the restaurant, but of course I'd pay a salary.
Pamela's tired, I think she needs this trip.
I readily accepted the invitation.
As the days went by, I got closer and closer to Fabio. One night, he came with sushi and wine. We stayed late chatting outside <unk> I was already half drunk <unk>, when he asked me:
Why are you so different from Pamela?
Fabio, my dear, I think that people change or transform, you know? I didn't know that you had problems in your marriage. You're a good man... I hope my daughter sees that. Now go rest. Good night, boy.
I went to my room, while Fabio took Flavia to the crib.
Every day we had dinner together and exchanged confidences, one night we watched "Direct Line" on the couch, something that always scared me, the lights were off and the case was heavy, the more tense the crime story was, the closer I got to Fabio, we'd had a few beers...
Suddenly, I felt his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer:
Come here, Lady Iris, and let me protect you tonight.
I cozy up in his arms and let him take care of me.
It didn't take long for it to start warming up, and my mouth was already wet when he pulled me closer and kissed me.
After a few strokes of caresses and tongue kisses on the neck, I protested:
Boy, that's so wrong!
But my hand was already smoothing his pulsating member inside his underpants.
He whispered roughly:
Lady Iris, I won't force you... but I won't deny you anything either.
These words gave me courage. I pulled his limb out and began to kiss him, making circular movements on the mushroom's head.
I had no idea you had a wife at home!
I took off my pants, and before I could react, Fabio ripped off my panties and dropped his mouth on my precious, sucking my clitoris with precision, sticking two fingers into me.
This shouldn't be happening... I whispered out of control.
"You can stop whenever you want", he replied, "but I couldn't".
I stood on all fours and shouted:
If my daughter doesn't do her part, I'll do it for her!
Fabio didn't blink, he passed the roll on my cheek, and before I knew it, I was screaming like a depraved whore:
Fuck your mother-in-law!
"Don't enjoy it yet! I want to feel the taste of my pussy in your dick!" I ordered, pushing it back. I started sucking it avidly, licking my own liquid.
I always dreamed of being sodomized, but my husband was a puritan, and now it was being done by the wrong people.
Fabio got excited. He started sucking my pussy, interspersed with my ass. I took a shock - I didn't expect it - but soon I got used to it.
<unk> That's it, you bastard Suck my little ass... Dog, <unk> today you will be my victim <unk> he said, mixing brutality and tenderness.
It didn't take long for me to feel the head of his dick bursting through my folds.
That's it, dog! Kick me in the ass, you little one! You like to kick me in the ass, don't you? Rebel to me, piranha!
I was exhausted, I had made fun of her many times, but Fabio kept the same momentum, I don't know how much time passed, the smell of sex filled the room, and it was good that Flavia didn't wake up.
Do what you want with me... get it over with before I lose my mind!
He accelerated his strokes and finally poured his warm milk into me, fell exhausted on my body, and so it was morning.