Hazel took Harry's penis into her mouth, immediately making Hazel moan with satisfaction, "Mmm!~~ Zizi!~~ Ziluu!~~ Good son in law!~~ So big!~~ Harry's dick really got bigger again!~~ Ah!~~ Haa!~~ So hard!~~ So thick!~~ Mmm!~~ Zizi!~~ Guzi~~ So full!~~ Mouth stuffed full by son in law's dick!~~ Zizi!~~ Guzi!~~"
"Uh... uhh... mm!... Sii~~" Harry narrowed his eyes in pleasure. The warm, enveloping sensation and perfect suction around his penis made him pant heavily with pleasure.
When it came to blowjobs, women might just have a natural talent for it.
Hazel had never given a man a blowjob before Harry, but after just a few times, her skills had already driven Harry wild with ecstasy.
Especially when Hazel lost herself in the moment, sucking with complete abandon, her face filled with enjoyment. Her nimble, skilled mouthwork, sucking while quickly teasing Harry's slit with her tongue, sometimes wrapping around the head of his cock and flicking, drove Harry to the heights of pleasure, making him gasp sharply, almost pushing him over the edge.
"Mom!~~ Mom!~~" Just as the two were deeply immersed in the thrill and pleasure of their illicit affair, Wanda's voice suddenly called out from downstairs.
Soon after came the sound of Wanda climbing the stairs.
"Mom, Wanda's coming!" Harry swallowed hard excitedly, staring at the staircase as he warned Hazel, "She's at the first floor stairs!!"
Hazel reluctantly and gently pulled Harry's cock out of her mouth with her hand, licking her wet lips, clearly unwilling to let go.
"Huh? Why isn't Mom in her room?"
Wanda's murmuring voice was now right around the corner. Only then did Harry, still unsatisfied, tuck his cock back into his pants and signal to Hazel, "Mom, Wanda's looking for you on the second floor! Hurry and go deal with her."
After all, the two were mother in law and son in law, sneaking around behind Wanda's back—one betraying her daughter, the other cheating on his wife—committing incest. Deep down, they were still guilty and nervous.
Harry still couldn't figure out Wanda's thoughts. Though his wife was virtuous, kind, reasonable, and easygoing, this was still incest with her mother!
Wanda might accept him having an affair with another woman during her pregnancy, but something like this—betrayal with her own mother—Harry didn't even need to think hard to know Wanda would never accept such an immoral relationship.
Hazel suppressed her nervousness, patted her heaving chest, took a deep breath, and then opened the door to call out to Wanda, who was coming up the stairs, "Over here! What is it? Can't you girls even cook one meal without me? Do I have to make everything for you? I really must have owed you all in a past life!"
Hazel secretly glanced back at Harry, winking seductively, licking her lips, then lifting her skirt to flash her plump, snow-white ass and dripping wet pussy, whispering to Harry, [Come fuck Mommy's slutty pussy tonight!]
Then, still grumbling, she walked to the staircase, looking down at Wanda as she climbed up. "What? What now? You're grown women, still calling for Mom all day long! So annoying!"
"Wow... Why so angry, Mom? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today? Why so grumpy?"
Wanda pouted, looking at her mother with slight grievance. In the face of the most authoritative figure at home, Wanda was still very much in awe.
Having her fun with her son in law abruptly interrupted, Hazel was naturally in a foul mood. The pent-up desire inside her burned like fire, making her body hot and restless, her heart itching with need. Her temper flared, and she had no patience for the daughter who had ruined her pleasure.
"Hmph! Look at you three! One does nothing all day, either going out or lying around playing on her phone. One is never home, always disappearing. And you, the only sensible one, are pregnant now and can't help me. I must have owed you three sisters in a past life!
"Coming home after a long day, I still have to serve you all. Can't I even rest for a bit?" Hazel grumbled as she walked downstairs, ignoring Wanda's hurt expression, heading straight to the kitchen and scolding Clara, "Move, move! You've been cooking for so long and still haven't finished? Let me do it!"
Seeing her mother like this, Wanda didn't dare ask anything else, just blinking in confusion before sticking her tongue out at her mother's retreating back.
Watching Hazel deftly defuse the crisis, Harry finally stepped out of the room with a chuckle. Seeing Wanda still standing at the staircase, he whispered to her with a smile, "Mom really is in a mood today. She just chewed me out too..."
"Mom, why have you been staying upstairs for so long? Turns out you were scolding him..." Wanda covered her mouth and giggled, understandingly saying with a smile, "Were you yelling at him for not cleaning?"
"What else could it be... I'll do a thorough cleaning later..." Harry deliberately put on a pitiful expression and said with a laugh.
Wanda, being pure-hearted, naturally wouldn't suspect anything between her mother and husband. She also smiled and whispered, "Okay, hubby, I'll help you tonight!~~ Heehee!~~"
Seeing Wanda so virtuous and gentle, Harry couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt in his heart.
Meanwhile, Clara stood nervously next to Hazel, anxiously awaiting her mother's reprimand and guidance. She looked just like a little student who had messed up, her head lowered, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her clothes, her face full of unease and guilt.
Clara knew very well that her mother must have seen her and her brother-in-law secretly being intimate in the study. Given her mother's personality and temper, there was no way she would let this slide.
Clara was certain that the reason her mother hadn't come downstairs for so long was because she was lecturing her brother-in-law in the study.
The thought of this made Clara's heart ache with distress and grievance.
She even considered using this opportunity to confess her feelings for her brother-in-law. No matter how much her mother and sister scolded, hit, or punished her, at least she would have fought for this love, at least she would have been brave for it!
But faced with her mother's long-standing authority, Hazel ultimately couldn't muster the courage.
Thinking of her sister Wanda, Clara felt even more ashamed, unable to face her.
Her heart filled with anxiety, Clara stood there like a child admitting her mistakes, waiting blankly beside Hazel.
However, to Clara's surprise, even after a long time, her mother showed no intention of scolding or lecturing her. This made Clara grow increasingly nervous, and she couldn't help but speak up first: "Mom... I... just now..."
"Clara? Why are you still standing here? You're not helping at all, just getting in the way. Hurry up, go play outside!
"Don't just stand there like a block of wood. Even if you watch for a year, you won't learn anything!" Hazel waved her hand dismissively, shooing Clara away with an inexplicable look.
This reaction from Hazel left Clara stunned. After the initial relief, an even stronger sense of unease and fear washed over her.
'Could it be... could it be that Mom didn't actually see me and brother-in-law...' The thought of this possibility made Clara start to doubt whether her mother had really seen her and her brother-in-law embracing.
But no matter how much Clara tried to deceive herself, she remembered the scene clearly—her mother must have seen them being intimate.
If her mother had openly confronted her, scolded her, or even given her a stern lecture, Clara would have felt better.
But Hazel's current attitude made Clara feel as if a heavy stone were pressing on her heart. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, the more nervous she grew.
"Mom... I... just now... with brother-in-law... it wasn't what you think... I... brother-in-law has been really good to me... I... I've always seen him as an older brother... I... I was just looking up some materials earlier, we really didn't..." Clara finally mustered the courage to try and explain to her mother.
"What are you talking about? Clara, what's wrong with you today? If you've got nothing to do, go play outside. Don't bother me here!"
Hazel naturally knew what Clara was trying to say. As a mother, seeing her second daughter and son-in-law in an affair would naturally make her angry and uncomfortable. She would never approve.
But now, she herself had done something even worse than her second daughter. How could she possibly reprimand Clara?
Moreover, Hazel had her own selfish motives. What her son-in-law had said to her wasn't wrong. If they wanted her eldest daughter to accept her own illicit relationship with her son-in-law, Clara's affair with him could serve as a test.
Some things were hard to accept the first time, but after the second or third time, coupled with persuasion from those around her, perhaps she could gradually come to terms with it.
Hazel was now completely trapped in this sinful relationship with her son-in-law. For her, as long as she could maintain her current relationship with him, as long as she could continue to love him, she was willing to give up anything, betray anything.
For Harry, Hazel was willing to do anything!
Even if it meant sacrificing her daughter's lifelong happiness, she could abandon it!
She had raised her three daughters single-handedly, and she believed she owed none of them anything. On the contrary, now was the time for her daughters to repay her!
So, Hazel was now somewhat pleased to let things unfold as they were.