Oliver felt the blood flow in his entire body peak into his crotch, making everything there heat up and swell as if it was about to explode!
He tried to push away his sister-in-law, who had gone too far. But Nancy was getting more and more violent; she used her tongue to play with Oliver's tongue, and her hands also slowly moved down, sliding from his chest to his stomach, until they finally rested on the pillow covering his most intimate area.
The passion-drunk Oliver closed his eyes.
Nancy revealed a mischievous smile. Then she pushed away the pillow to reveal a hard-throbbing pole that was already standing upright.
"Wow ...." Nancy couldn't help but be amazed at the size of it. She then kissed Oliver again, who was still silent in his confusion, while her hands were getting wild about reaching Oliver's aroused area.
Just when Nancy's tiny white hand was about to touch the hardened shaft, Oliver finally came to his senses and opened his eyes. Then with all his strength,, he fought against the pleasure he felt.
"That's enough! Stop it! Are you out of your mind, Nan?" said Oliver after he managed to push Nancy away and put them some distance apart.
For a moment, Nancy looked at Oliver unhappily. But then, she smiled like she had just won a game.
"Haha. But, you're happy, right?" Nancy stood in front of Oliver while giggling. She blinked her eyes with teasing intent.
This kid was really crazy. Oliver frowned in annoyance.
"Huh!" Oliver threw his face to the side, or anywhere else, as long as he didn't have to look at Nancy, who seemed delighted to see Oliver provoked.
"That's it. I'm going to bed. Don't forget tomorrow night ...." Nancy waved her hand coquettishly at Oliver and went to her own room.
"Ohhhh ...." Oliver breathed a sigh of relief when he finally heard the sound of the door slamming shut from the direction of Nancy's room.
Yesterday, she took a shower in my room, and tonight she's just playing with me, tomorrow what's next ....
Oliver shuddered at the thought of a Harvey family member waking up and seeing Nancy sitting on his lap with her lips pressed together.
What a horror that kid is. Oliver complained again.
Once again, Oliver wiped Nancy's lips on his lips with the collar of the T-shirt he was wearing.
Oliver slowly laid down on the sofa and looked for a comfortable position.
He was too lazy to move to his room because he was already comfortable sleeping on the sofa.
Oliver turned off the television and rolled onto his side. He buried his head between the sofa cushions, which felt soft and cozy against his face.
With a tilted position and slightly curled up like a baby, Oliver finally closed his eyes.
Morning came.
Oliver started the day by feeding the guard dog, who was strangely aggressive this morning.
This was not the first time he had fed Linger, the Catahoula guard dog.
Linger the dog, seemed to jump up and down wildly and angrily when approached by Oliver.
It's the mating season again, dog. Oliver thought as he crouched down near the dog.
"Ssshhhhh... shut up, Linger. Don't be a brat. Let's eat this first." Oliver grabbed the collar around Linger's neck and handed him the plate of food he had brought.
Instead of obeying, the dog went wild and grabbed Oliver's calf.
Oliver reacted so quickly that only the thin sleeping pants he had been wearing since last night were torn.
Not only did he dodge, but Oliver also reflexively kicked Linger's body until the dog's body slammed to the floor.
Linger the dog screeched in pain.
Hearing the sound of her favorite dog wailing in pain, Adelia came out of the house with a grumpy face.
She roughly pushed Oliver's back until he fell to the floor.
"You idiot. You did something to my dog, huh?" Adelia walked over to Linger and scratched the dog's neck affectionately.
"Sorry, Mom. He was going to bite me," Oliver tried to defend himself while showing his pants on the calf that was torn from Linger's bite.
"That's why you shouldn't be rude to animals. There's no way Linger would have attacked first if you didn't make a fuss. Do you think my dog is stupid?"
"I just wanted to feed him like normal. But instead, he attacked me. I think he's in heat."
Adelia snatched the bowl of dog food from Oliver's hand and poured the contents onto his chest.
Damn, munchkin mother-in-law. Oliver cursed inwardly. The hatred burned through Oliver's body like fire through paper.
The relationship with his mother-in-law, which had never been good, was further damaged by the dog incident.
"Eat is lustful. It was clearly wrong, instead of apologizing. Instead, blame my smart dog. Did you step on his tail earlier, that's why he was angry? Come on, admit it!" Adelia stood in front of Oliver with her chest heaving with emotion.
Oliver just looked down at his clothes which were stained with dog food.
He tried to take a deep breath to calm his heart so that he wouldn't lose himself.
He adjusted his face so that his face still looked like the Oliver that the Harvey family had always known.
Don't let the face of 'Oliver the Murderer' appear at a time like this.
Suddenly from behind Oliver, Nancy appeared with her head still wrapped in a towel.
"Mom is angry all the time. It's still early," Nancy grumbled while drying her hair with a towel.
"How can I not be angry? You saw the Linger get kicked by this human trash. He's so unselfconscious that he's just living here." Adelia pushed Oliver's chest emotionally.
"Oh, the Linger. That dog is really reckless. He seems to want to mate. I saw it earlier when Oliver wanted to feed it, but it bit him." Unexpectedly, Nancy defended Oliver.
After saying that, Nancy gave Oliver a signal with her gaze to get out of there before her mother started getting angry again.
Responding to the opportunity to escape, Oliver quickly left.
When he got back to his room, Oliver quickly cleaned up and got ready to go to work.
He didn't want to be late on his first day of work. Especially when he remembered Grace, who was very sensitive.
After getting ready, Oliver realized that the room was quiet. It looked like Carla had left first.
This made Oliver leave by taking an online motorcycle taxi.
After ordering a motorcycle taxi and waiting to be picked up on the front porch, Oliver realized that he didn't have any money at all.
He remembered Nancy, who had defended him earlier.
Oliver quickly went to Nancy's room with the intention of borrowing money.
The door opened at the first knock.
"What?" Nancy asked as she stuck her head between the doors. With her arms folded across her chest.