Nancyâs tone naturally turned haughty and tsundere as she chided, "You villain, you even have designs on Mother and little sister."
"What man isnât like this?"
As Luis spoke, both of his hands moved to her chest. Nancy grabbed his rogue hands just before they could assault her breasts, scolding, "Donât grope around in broad daylight, youâll get me all worked up again."
Luis fondled her with a hint of force, gripping through her clothes. The thin feel of the bra was sometimes incredibly annoying. Luis said discontentedly, "Sister, why are you even wearing a bra?"
Seeing he was already touching her, Nancy didnât stop him further. She reached out and pinched Luisâs leg, replying with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Whatâs the problem with wearing a bra?"
"You women all complain about how uncomfortable it is to be covered up in summer, yet weâre family. Why are you wearing this at home?"
"Iâm the only man here, are you guarding against me!"
Even as Luis spoke, he was already pulling her little vest up over her chest and starting to unfasten her bra.
Nancy squirmed a couple of times but ultimately complied obediently, shooting him a seductive, exasperated glance as she said, "Exactly, Iâm guarding against you, you big pervert. Canât you behave yourself a little during the day?"
"Impossible, how could I possibly behave!"
Without even a moment to appreciate the style of the black bra, Luis tossed it aside carelessly and pulled his sister in lawâs vest up over her chest. A pair of full, pert, and beautifully round breasts, shaped like perfect peaches, bounced free.
Luis instinctively swallowed hard. Nancy crossed her arms over her chest, her face flushed with shyness, and said, "Stop fooling around."
"Sister, Iâm not fooling around. From the very first moment I saw you, I wanted to fuck you."
"That dream hasnât come true yet, so I still need to put in a lot more effort."
Luis pulled her hands away with a certain forcefulness. In truth, Nancyâs resistance was half hearted and rather disingenuous. Almost immediately, Luisâs hands were upon his sister in lawâs firm, supple, and wonderfully elastic breasts.
Fully developed and at the very peak of their youthful perfection, not yet touched by the passage of time, their prime was exquisitely conveyed through this flawless sensation under his palms.
They felt soft and pliant yet wonderfully springy to the touch; pressing down made the tender flesh rebound immediately. Her pink nipples trembled faintly, a particularly enticing sight, and with just a light flick, he could feel the body in his arms shudder uncontrollably.
Nancyâs breathing instantly grew rapid. She panted restlessly, "Stop it... I have something to tell you!!"
"Iâll keep touching while you talk, it doesnât interfere..."
Luisâs hands kneaded and fondled her without restraint, sending waves of intensely pleasurable, tingling sensations through her. Nancy let out a soft moan, trembling as she pulled out her phone and opened the chat history of a Whatsapp group.
"You told me yesterday to ask for the reservation number for that Yilton Residence."
So Nancy had asked directly in Teacher Blancheâs large group. When it came to food, drink, entertainment, and lavish spending, this crowd was undoubtedly the authority.
Of course, Nancy also had an element of showing off, because when posing the question, she specifically mentioned it was for her motherâs birthday.
And she didnât just ask for the number directly; instead, she inquired about how Yilton Residence was for birthday celebrations.
Luis found the situation both amusing and exasperating, thinking to himself that his sister in law truly was a cunning one, never missing a chance to satisfy her vanity.
"Yilton Residence? It was okay before, but now that the head chef left, itâs no good."
"Agreed. Yilton Residence was really quite good before. Their black gold abalone was especially delicious. But later visits felt like the service had declined and the decor was dated."
"Only fools go to Yilton Residence nowadays. Itâs a place where poor people pretend to be rich, stretching beyond their means."
Reading all these critical comments, Luis was caught between laughter and annoyance. The key issue was a whole bunch of people chiming in, seemingly afraid others might think theyâd never been there. It was truly a qualified gathering place for bitches.
Luisâs hands continued their very pleasurable kneading.
It had to be said, different breasts truly had their own distinct charms. His sister in lawâs beautiful breasts filled his hand with a delightful surplus. While the sensation of kneading them wasnât as overwhelmingly soft and lewd as his Mother In Lawâs, they were still an exceptionally fine pair of treasures.
After just a few kneads, he noticed his sister in lawâs body growing warm and trembling restlessly, her nipples rapidly engorging and hardening. Luis gave a lewd chuckle, pinching her pretty little nipples between his fingers and beginning to toy with them.
He teased them, sometimes pressing down to let them spring back, then directly flicking and sweeping his fingers across them, making the small nipples quiver and sway in every direction.
Luis wouldnât dare call himself a master of sensual pleasure yet, but his skills in teasing could be said to be perfectly honed, and he had the patience to slowly savor this delightful body.
"You... look at this yourself!"
The Nancy in his arms could no longer bear the fondling. She abruptly pushed Luis away, staggered to her feet, grabbed her bra to cover her chest, and hurried upstairs.
"So sensitive!"
Luis licked his hand, as if the fragrance of his sister in lawâs breasts still lingered.
The Systemâs genetic modification was truly incredible. Now her reactions were almost as sensitive as his Mother In Lawâs, and you had to remember, his sister in law originally had a frigid constitution.
Furthermore, among the mother and her four daughters, she was the only one whose lesbian oriented genes had activated, and relatively early at that, so there was also the psychological factor of rejecting men.
Now, just a little nipple play got such a strong reaction from her. She was probably going upstairs to change her underwear.
He continued reading the chat content on her phone. Although he could access it using the omniscient cheat ability, the information gathered was overwhelmingly vast.
Luis couldnât be bothered to look through it all one by one; he wondered if the System could enhance the cheatâs ability to filter for key content.
"Nancy, youâre so filial."
"Oh please, spending a few thousand or even ten thousand dollars on a meal at Yilton Residence doesnât count as filial piety."
"Nobody goes to Yilton Residence anymore. It used to be a private club run by Tiger Real Estate specifically for entertaining VIPs. Now, with their business hit so hard, it was sold off long ago."
In a group full of women, gossip was inevitable. Luis lit a cigarette and read with great interest.
"The Zhang and Luo families of Tiger Real Estate are locked in a fierce struggle. The Zhang family took over the abandoned dock and opened Yilton Residence. The Luo family immediately countered by renting the land that used to be the flower and plant market and opening a private club called Gestor Palace to compete directly with them."
"The Luo familyâs main business is the Ocean Hotel. A large number of people, including the executive chef, got directly involved. Plus, they have more channels for sourcing various game meats and seafood. They immediately beat Yilton Residence so badly it couldnât lift its head."
"I heard about that. Gestor Palace is expensive, but they invested a fortune in the decor and every other aspect. They made it clear they were in a life or death struggle with Yilton Residence. Theyâve been open for less than a year but are still operating at a loss."
Then, Luis saw someone @Nancy.
Poke: "Nancy, if you want to make your mother happy, then going to Gestor Palace is what will give you face."
Poke: "Do it a bit lavishly. Around four to five thousand dollars for ten or so people should be enough. Of course, if your budget isnât that high, then forget it."
Poke: "Even though Yilton Residence is outdated, itâs still okay for fooling people and posting on social media."
This was typical passive aggressive sarcasm. How could Nancy not see it? And with her temper, she absolutely wouldnât stand for it.
Nancy: "Is that so? Four to Five thousand isnât too expensive then. Letâs choose Gestor Palace."
Poke: "Although itâs not a membership system, you still need to pay a deposit to reserve a room."
"I remember Porsche has a business collaboration with them. Maybe you can ask Teacher Blanche?"