The elder sister‑in‑law, Yanyan Flipped Chat Profile

My sister-in-law is 42, and I’m still single at 23. She has a curvy figure—34D-30-32. It wasn’t until I once secretly watched her take a shower that I realized just how stunning she was. Three months later, I suddenly heard she’d gotten divorced. I seized the opportunity and went to stay at her place. Sure enough, she was living alone. She was thrilled that I was staying with her, and now I could keep sneaking peeks while she showered—and even jerk off to the bras and panties she left behind in the bathroom. A month later, I couldn’t hold back anymore: I was down to just my boxers. That day, she didn’t go to work either. “Li,” she said, “I’m going to take a shower first; I’ll cook later.” “No problem, sis-in-law,” I replied. Ten minutes later, I caved and snuck into the bathroom. When I pushed the door open and stepped inside, there she was—completely naked. “Li… why did you come in? What do you want? Why are you taking off your pants?” Her eyes widened. “Wow… so big and thick.” After staring at her, I pressed her against the wall and confessed, “I can’t help it. I love you. I’m going to rape you.” Half an hour later, we headed back to the bedroom to continue—and we just couldn’t stop. We kept making love every single day, and the neighbors never caught on to the incestuous affair happening behind closed doors.