In the master bedroom downstairs, Olivia probably felt more at ease because her daughter was there, so she changed into the suspender skirt that she usually wore at home, which was relatively light and comfortable. Of course, she was wearing a bra.
You can appreciate the extremely deep cleavage and see the snow-white breast flesh. In addition, the rosy face of the beautiful mother-in-law after she comes out of the bath makes her look particularly charming and full of hormones.
As soon as Ryan came in, he looked at Olivia unscrupulously. Olivia seemed to be used to it and was secretly proud of her own charm.
Lily casually sat down on her mother's bed, and Ryan, equally at ease, followed suit. He even sprawled out as if he owned the place, resting his head on Arthur's pillow.
Lily didn't think much of it, but Olivia stole a glance at him, feeling a bit strange. Her thoughts drifted to some of the peculiar things her son-in-law had said before: