My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie

to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I

treated her decent and liked her cooking and her girl

was well-chosen with me and I guess that was what she cared most

about.

She had a small apartment on the first flooring of the Saami

building occupied by the family business. There were two

sleeping room and a small-scale apartment on the second floor and a

quite tumid garret domain on the third level. When my wife,

Glynda, and I were there we stayed in the small apartment.

Our two daughters would use the separate bedroom if they

came down.

My wife 's dad had died a mates of yr before and I do n't

think many people missed him much. He did n't treat anybody

very well, to the lowest degree of all his married woman, son, and two girl,

and nobody 's cooking was as secure as his, and although he

often said he could cook something better, he never

volunteered to do it.

We were down at `` Mom 's '' for holiday. There was n't much to

do in the lilliputian fishing and logging townspeople, but it was come together

to the beaches and the heap. Glynda and I would go out

on the beach late in the good afternoon and view the sun go down

and then build a piffling attack and screwing for a couple 60 minutes on

a big cover and then go home and soak in the steam Bath

for a span of time of day and fuck some more. Or we would go for

a tramp up in the tidy sum in the morning and then subscribe a nap

and fuck in some grassy meadow for most of the afternoon.

You can order there was one matter uppermost in our minds.

The steam tub was actually a Suomi style sauna. A very hot,

very dry passion, very little steam at all. Glynda 's dad had

built it in the back of the factory and it had become popular

with nearly everyone. In fact my erstwhile daughter was conceived

in it, near as we could figure.

Glynda and her mom were only about 20 years apart in age and

were mistaken for sisters quite often. Their size of it and build up

were very standardized except that Margie was a short bustier

and a small hippier with a few Sir Thomas More furrow. And while

Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, Marge

did it to hide some grizzly and look youthful. It was difficult

to recount them apart without looking really close. And therein

lies the tale.

I had been over at the locality tavern for a few hr

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guys

that I knew from when we had lived there year ago. It was

dinner time, and I was a little tipsy, and also horny from

watching the barmaids running around in their short doll

and low-cut blouses for respective hours. I walked into the

downstairs apartment to see what the view for dinner

were. There were a distich of gage gently steaming on the stove

and my wife was standing at the swallow hole fixing some loot and

vegetable for salad. I walked up behind her, put my impart arm

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

forepart of her with my right hand and cupped her mons and

pussy and massaged it a piffling. She jumped a little and said,

'' Ooohh ! ``

I nuzzled and nibbled the side of her neck and said, `` What 's

for dinner, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a piddling severe and leaning against me like

she was having problem standing up. `` Ohh ... Unnn ... I ...

I ... think th.. th.. that Glllyyyndaaaa .... is. up ..

stairs .., '' she gasped.

wellspring, I started noticing matter then. Her breast was a

little bit great and soft than Glynda 's and her potbelly

was n't quite as flavorless, and her mons felt a little gamey, and

then I opened my eyes and noticed what was looped over the ear I

had just begun to lick and nibble on. Metal glass frames !

Oops ! Gramma wore glasses with metal form and Glynda wore

plastic ! Mea culpa !

I unwound my weapon from around her and helped her stand up

straight. As she leaned against the sink retort I said,

'' Oh ! I 'm sorry. I thought you were Glynda. ``

'' That 's .... all ... right field, '' she said, gasping out one word

to the breath.

'' See you at dinner ! '' I said as I made my exit, stage left.

I went upstairs and found my wife in an comfortable chair in the

sitting room of the fiddling apartment, reading the very

skinny local anaesthetic paper.

'' How was your sojourn with your buddies ? '' she asked. `` Are the

barmaids over there just as aphrodisiac as ever ? ``

I gave her a brief sketch of the afternoon at the topical anesthetic

watering kettle of fish and then related what had transpired with her

mother in the kitchen.

'' My god, dearest, you probably came close to giving Mom a

heart attack ! I 'm jolly trusted she has n't had any sex but her

hand since Dad got sick before he died. And maybe not for a

while before then. ``

'' Yeah, '' I agreed, `` She did n't really object to my tending

either. In fact she sounded a little disappointed when I

left and came upstairs. ``

'' Well, '' said Glynda, `` You have given me an adequate amount

of screwing the last duad of twenty-four hour period. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many hombre would have fallen over if their wife said anything

like that, but it was n't totally unexpected. We are n't Major

league swingers or swappers and we do n't take in what I would

call an open marriage. We are 99 % or Sir Thomas More satisfied with our

sex lives and seldom actively prosecute other sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those prison term and

setting when an attraction develops that just ca n't be

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each outcome

before consummation and we do n't have any liaisons with former

mass in our own house, unless it is by prior arrangement

and agreement. We do birth an escape clause though. That is

if there are hired hand on organs and the apparel are half off,

do it, and we will discuss it later !

So, I was n't too surprised at what my wife said. `` My, how

you talk, Whitney Young ma'am ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't realize I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

'' I said an adequate amount, not a sufficient amount. And I

was thinking about a band aid before dinner party. But, since there

may be some extramarital hanky panky tonight you can just

eat my kitty for an appetizer. If you get Mom for dessert you

may need all your touchwood and energy for her ! ``

With that, Glynda raised her hips and slipped off her quag

and pantie, slumped down in the death chair and threw her legs

over the arms of it. `` semen and get it, big boy, '' she said,

reaching down and spreading her cunt lips.

wellspring, this is about Margie, my mother-in-law, so I 'll fast

forward a few hours.

After dinner party the three of us went into the living way for

chocolate and sweet, then sat around and watched a couple of

reruns on TV. Margie was sitting sort of sideways on the

couch reading the paper, I was sitting in the easy chair

glancing at some cleaning lady 's magazine that should bear been x-rated

because of the motion picture, and Glynda was sitting on the floor

between my leg. She had been rubbing her head in my crotch

and running her hands up and down my ramification all evening. I was

getting a piffling heated, and I noticed that margarine was taking

it all in and squirming around a little like she had an itch

that needed scratching.

Glynda got up and stretched. `` I think I will go up to bed, ''

she said. `` That was a good dinner, Mom. It is making me

sleepy ! '' Then she turned to me and said, `` dear, you can

stay down here and keep open Mom troupe if you want. I am just

going to go to sleep. '' And she leaned over and gave me a

little kiss with a lot of tongue and put her hand in my

privates and gave my rooster and balls a little squeeze.

'' OK, dear, '' I replied. `` I 'll be up later. ``

As Glynda left the apartment I noticed that she did not

completely close the room access into the hall. `` That lilliputian

snoop, '' I thought. `` She is going to eavesdrop to see what

goes on down here ! ``

I stood up and moved over to the sofa and asked oleomargarine, `` Can

I sit here with you ? '' as I moved in behind her.

'' Sure, '' she said, as she moved over a trivial to give me a

little more room.

I sat down behind her and put a hired hand on her shoulder. `` I

would care to talk about this afternoon. ``

'' Oh, that 's OK, '' she said. `` It is n't necessary. ``

'' I do n't think you understand, '' I said as I moved a picayune

closer to her. `` I enjoyed what happened, and I do n't regret

it at all. And I think that you may induce enjoyed it a little

too. ``

'' Ww.. w.. wellspring, '' she stammered, as she wiggled around a

little. `` I was very surprised. It did feel a short ... '' she

paused. `` ... different. I have n't been ... uh ... touched

by a man in a long meter. '' She sighed and leaned back against

the couch.

'' I know, '' I said. `` I imagine you are really lonely. '' I put

both blazon around her berm and hugged her dorsum against

me. I rested the position of my capitulum against hers and said

softly, `` It does n't sustain to be that way. ``

'' Oh, I do n't know, '' she said. `` An old fair sex like me ca n't

find anybody but old men around here. ``

'' I was n't talking about around here, '' I said as I hugged her

a little tighter. `` I was talking about right here. I was

talking about me. ``

I heard and felt her gasp, and she placed her workforce on my

weapon where I was hugging her, just above her bosom. `` Oh

no ! That ca n't be true ! You are married to my daughter ! Why

would you want an old woman like me ? What will Glynda

intend ? It just would n't be right ! We ... ''

'' margarine, Shush ! '' I said in her ear. `` You let me worry about

Glynda. You are a very handsome and attractive cleaning lady. I have

always seen that in you. Any man who would take the time to

know you would jazz you. I love you, and this afternoon I

realized that I want to make know to you and express you how

much I love you. ``

'' Oh love ! I do n't know what to say ! What about tomorrow ?

What happens when you do n't go upstairs ? What if Glynda

finds out ? It would n't be right. What ... ''

'' Dear, Sweet, Margie. Do n't worry about any of those things.

I will take care of any problems. You only need to say one

matter. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to make love to each

other tonight. That is all you have to worry about. All you

have to do is say 'Yes'. ``

I hugged her and she squeezed and rubbed my arms with her

hands. I waited. Finally, so faint that I could barely hear

her, `` Yes. ``

'' Oh, Margie, '' I sighed, as I moved my manus down under her

white meat and gently cupped them in my hired man and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my chest, and she acted like it was the first clip she had

been able to relax in a long sentence. `` I love you, '' I whispered

as I kissed her neck and licked softly around the edge of

her ear.

'' Oh, gene, I love you too ! Kiss me please. It has been so

long ! ``

I slid back and let her recline until I had her cradled in

my left arm. She turned her nerve up to mine and I leaned

over and kissed her gently. I let her guide the way. As I

gently massaged her boob and rubbed her nipples she

sucked my lower lip into her mouth and let it go and then

did the Lapplander with my upper lip. I then did the Sami to her

and we repeated that and then I felt her tongue licking my

lips when she sucked them into her sass. When it was my

turn I just opened my backtalk a short and licked her rim with

my tongue. She gasped, threw her subdivision around my neck and

gave me a full open mouthed kiss, sticking her natural language into

my sass and feeling all around with it. While I was

returning her passion I slowly moved my hand down over her

venter towards her mons pubis, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

When I got to her mons I slid my finger's breadth down over her pussy

until I had her mons under my palm tree and I could finger the oestrus

from her snatch under my fingers. I started massaging her

snatch with my fingers as she arched her hips off the cast

against my hand.

'' Oh god ! Do that some more ! Please, please ... ''

I rubbed and massaged over her pussy with my fingers as she

began thrusting her hip up against my mitt. Her branch spread

slowly apart, giving me permission to go further. I knew

that she had n't had anything but her own hired man between her

legs for age. I thought that it probably felt a lot like I

felt the commencement metre a woman put her manus around my cock !

I could palpate her puss getting hotter against my script as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to pore on

the orbit over her clit. There was no doubt about finding it.

She almost screamed, arched her back, and quivered like an

pointer when it sticks in a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. The crotch of her pants were

definitely wet now, and she was panting and pushing her clit

against my fingerbreadth as I rubbed and pressed down on it. She

put both hands over mine and pressed them tightly against

her as she humped her hips up, getting more stimulation for

her misfortunate disregard clit.

'' Oh my god, oh stag Ohhhhh ... UUnnnggg .... AWWWWWWWWWW ....

, '' she screamed as she was hit by her climax. Again and

again she humped against our work force and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, Gene, deary, that was wonderful ! I love you

so much ! '' And then she reached up and pulled my head down to

her and kissed me foresighted and gently. Then released me, looked

me straight in the eye and softly said, `` ducky, please

demand me to bed. ``

I stood up and held out my hands to her. She reached up and

took them and I pulled her slowly to her feet. She came into

my coat of arms and I held her closing curtain and kissed her. I started to

woof her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too labored for you to

carry, '' she said, as she slowly started walking backwards.

'' Just like dancing, '' she said. `` You lead. ``

We walked, or danced, through the kitchen to her bedroom and

as we passed the partially give doorway to the hall I could

hear dress rustling a little and inscrutable ventilation. Glynda

was keeping an eye on things ! When we reached the bed I sat

her down gently and sat beside her. I reached in front end of

her and cupped her full white meat in my paw and hugged her

to me. She sighed and placed her hands on mine while I

gently squeezed her pap and rubbed her pap with the

lead of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hand then the other

under it as I did, stroking her warm soft peel. When I got

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

berm and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

and down over her early arm. I began kissing and nuzzling

around her cervix and over her bare articulatio humeri and I could feel

her shivering like an aroused mare.

I glanced toward the bedroom doorway and out through the

kitchen. I could see a umbrageous form in the outer Hall and

knew that Glynda was out there watching as her mother and I

were making love. `` Well, '' I thought, `` She will be frigging

her puss until she blows her creative thinker if she keeps watching. ``

I slipped out from behind Margie and laid her gently on the

bed. I stood in front line of her and slowly lifted up her feet,

one at a time, and removed her shoes and wind sock, then reached

up to her slacks and started sliding the elastic cincture

down over her rose hip. She raised her hips so I could drop away them

out from under her buttocks and then sighed as my hands

slipped over her naked skin as I slid them down over her

legs.

I started to absent her step-in the same way but she took my

hands in hers and whispered, `` Noooo. Not yet. ''

I lifted her and reached behind her and unfastened her bra.

She gasped as the tenseness of the strap was released and her

breasts fell dislodge. I slid the bra off of her arms and

dropped it over the end of the bed. She folded her arms

across her knocker to hide herself.

I sat back down side by side to her and gently turned her away from

me. I then slid my hands down her arms and hugged her

against me. Moving my hands down to her rounded but unbendable

tum I stroked and massaged my way up to her breasts.

After doing this several meter she relaxed and let me slide

my paw up over her bare breast. As my hands reached her

tit she sighed and leaned her foreland back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck and shoulders and played with her boobs

and nipples she placed one hand on my arm and dropped the

other one to my leg. She began rubbing my leg and soon was

running her hand slowly up and down between my branch, getting

finisher to my cock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my pants leg and I

knew that Margie was going to feel it very soon. I was

nibbling her cervix and running my finger tips over her pissed

pap when her hand reached my hard cock. She gasped and

moved her hand slowly up over my hard-on as she slowly

inhaled. When she reached the root word of it she squeezed it

gently and moaned, `` Oh Gene, that feels so wonderful ... ``

I tensed a little to cause it dork and puff up in her handwriting and

she jumped a piffling and giggled like a shoal lady friend. `` Oh ! It

feels like it is live ! ``

She turned her face up to me, `` direct your dress off,

darling. I want to feel your lovesome bare hide against mine. ``

I laid her down on the bed and stood up. Looking down at her

in the dim bedroom I saw a mature cleaning woman, body kept in

shape by grueling work every day. Her skin was untanned and the

areola on her knocker were morose in contrast, the coloured hair

of her pussy was a mysterious shadow under her white silk

panties where her peg met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

licking my way down to her bush. She clasped my oral sex in her

hands, `` Ohhhh ... Please, cistron, take your clothes off. ``

I stood up and unfastened my whack, letting my pants slue to

the floor and pushed my short down around my ankle. I

pulled my shirts over my head and when I looked, Margie was

under the natural covering. `` Please, hurry, '' she whispered.

I stepped out of my clothes and pulled my shoes and socks

off. Margie tossed back the covers and I slid in succeeding to

her. She held out her blazonry and I slid an arm under her and we

kissed. Slowly at 1st then more urgently. I gently moved

my hand down over her body towards her snatch and discovered

that she had removed her panties while I was undressing.

When my hand reached her soft Bush I covered her pussy with

my hand and gently pressed and massaged her puss. She was

warm and moistness and gasped as I first touched her and then

moaned as I gently massaged her mons pubis and forbidden backtalk. I

slowly began working a digit into the hot snapper of her

female sex and was quickly rewarded by a spreading wetness.

As I penetrated her with my finger she again gasped and

began moaning and thrusting her pelvis up against my hand.

I slipped my finger up towards her clitoris and she reached down

and grasped my put up cock. `` Oh, Gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

you in me. I want to palpate you laying on me. Give me your

love and fill me with it. Please ... Now ... Oh ....

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her wooden leg and pulled her knees

up. As I lowered myself onto her I kissed her breasts and

sucked on her nipples. She reached down and took my erection

in her script and guided me to her hot, steaming snatch.

She gasped and moaned as I slowly entered her and put her

limb around me and raised her pegleg and clasped them around

my waist. `` Ohhhh cistron, do it slack. It has been so long ! I want

it to stopping point as long as potential. ``

She was as pissed as my wife was at 21. I could find the

walls of her snatch stretch as the head of my cock went where

no cock had gone for many years.

I pumped my cock in and out of her slowly, laying on her and

just moving my renal pelvis. Each time I slid into her she took a

cryptic breath and hugged me with her munition and legs and when I

was in all the way she relaxed and breathed out. `` Ooooh ....

Ahhhhhh ... Ooooooo ... ahhhh .... '' It sounded like a pacify

breeze.

I do n't know how foresightful this went on. We were both lost in the

warmth and the closeness and the intimacy of my heavily cock

fucking in and out of her hot, slippery, flaccid pussy.

Margie was hugging me rigorous now and I increased my

speed and force as I fucked her grasping erotic love tunnel. She

was breathing harder and began gasping. `` Oh god ... fuck ...

harder ... faster ... ohhhhhhh .... yesssss .... nookie ... love

... `` Soon she was talking quite plainly and then began

shouting, `` HARDER DAMN IT .... HARDER ... shtup ME ! ! ! ``

I did, and soon she was throwing her hips up at me as I

poking my dick into her pounding, demanding pussy. I felt

my nut tightening up and I knew I was going to make out hoot

soon. Margie was on her way too, and I picked up the pace.

'' I 'm going to cum, Margie, I 'm cumming ! ``

'' Oh fuck ... yes ... cum ... now ... Now ... NOWWWW ! ! ! ``

As she screamed out her orgasmic delight I slammed into her

as far as I could and shot my jism deep in her hot depths.

She felt my shaft jumping inside of her and her bitch musculus

began contracting and milking the cum out of my peter as she

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really intense orgasm she had experienced in years.

I just lay there on top of her for various bit as she

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

erection. I rolled off of her and peek towards the room access

into the kitchen. I could barely make out the dim digit

of a woman and it looked like she was playing with her

pussy. She quietly moved back into the early room.

Margie was snuggled up against me purring like a cat full of

pick, or a woman full of cum. `` That was wonderful, '' she

said. `` You amend get upstairs. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

'' No, she is probably sound asleep. '' I knew better. She was

in the kitchen listening as her hubby fucked her female parent and

fingering herself ! `` The steam bath is still hot. Let 's go

relax for awhile. '' I thought she could probably use a little

heat therapy after all the unaccustomed exercise she had

just had.

'' Well .... OK. Let me get my robe. '' Margie said, as she

slowly rolled out of bed.

'' You do n't involve your robe. '' I told her. `` There is n't anyone

in the house but Glynda, and she wo n't bother us. ``

I opened the door from the bedroom into the factory and put

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the dark and

silent machines.

As we went through the factory I could see the store area up

strawman, dimly lit by the street lights shining through the

windows. I could barely make out my horny, voyeuristic wife

watching us from behind the display display case. I stopped

and turned Margie around and pulled her to me and kissed her

passionately. She threw her weapon around my cervix as I

reached down between us and began fingering her pussy. It

was wet and slippery with our cum and I soon had my finger

in her slit, and she reached down and take hold of my cock and

started pulling and pumping it.

We stood there in the dark factory domain, playing with each

other, kissing and rubbing our bodies together. `` Take me

again, '' she said. `` Fuck me right here ! ``

Still holding onto my prick she turned around and bent over,

supporting herself on a dance step toilet that was sitting next to a

machine. She pulled me to her, put my pecker head at the

entranceway to her bitch, and pushed back against me. My now intemperate

nib slid ripe in and my clump slapped against her belly.

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

sideways to the door into the store, and Glynda was going to

get a literal appearance !

I grabbed Margie 's hips and started pumping my turncock in and

out of her burning at the stake hot snap. I could feel the juice from

her excitement and our former shtup running down over my

chunk and down the inside of her thighs. `` Oh ... Fuck me,

baby ! Fuck me operose ! '' she yelled. And I did.

I was pounding her pussy for all I was worth, and Margie was

squeezing with her twat and hanging on. Knowing that my

married woman was watching us and more than than likely fingering herself

made it even more exciting. I got to the period where I was

fucking her slit so hard that her feet were n't even on the

floor. `` Oh God ! I 'm cumming honey, I 'm cumming ! nookie me !

HARDER Oh SHit OH shag fucking UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her climax came.

I kept slamming into her hot steaming cunt and I could feel

the cum starting way down in my fruitcake and rising up through

my cock and I could n't do anything but grunt. I grunted

every time I slammed my rod down her kettle of fish and as I felt her

cunt squeezing me I felt the cum shooting from my peckerwood and

pumped even further into her as I shot my onus in her.

We just stood there for a while. She leaning on the stool

and me leaning against her butt until my cock deflated and

fell out of her pussy. I helped her to stand up and we slowly

made our way back through the factory to the sauna.

The sweat room was a way about 8 ft. by 10 ft. and about 10 ft.

high. There was the heater, a exhibitioner, a low stool, and various

different floor of benches. When we got inside I turned on

the rain shower and we soaped each other down and washed off the

drying cum and exertion from our love making. As she stood with

her rachis to me I scrubbed her down and slid my mitt between

her legs. I could easily slide two fingers in her bitch and I

slowly fucked her with my fingers. In a few transactions she

started making contented woman noises and pushing against me a

little. After two really good fucks I was n't even getting a

trivial firm yet, so I decided not to go any further flop

then.

We climbed up the benches until we got to a nice hot level

and sat down. I leaned back in the box and Margie leaned

back against me. I pulled the cord to put some redundant moisture

in the air and she started playing with my cock. She was a

piffling tentative at first, but I started playing with her

boobs and nipples and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a decent erection after a half minute or so

and Margie was really getting into playing with my shaft. She

was using both hands and doing all the correctly things. But I

wanted more from this very sexy and passionate older woman.

'' suck me or fuck me, Margie. Do n't just flick me off. ``

She turned and looked at me with her centre wide with

surprise. `` What ? .... ''

'' I said suckle me or fuck me. It feels really good to have you

playing with me but I want to be a lot to a greater extent confidant with

you right now. call for my hammer in your lip and suck on it for

a while. ``

She looked at me with surprisal at number one and then it was like

she finally understood what I said. Her looks changed to

that of a horny, cock hungry, excited charwoman and she licked

her backtalk. She slid over on the terrace and laid down on her

breadbasket. Grasping my peter in one hand she slowly moved her

headland over my crotch and lay there looking at my tumid penis

like she had never seen one before. She turned it around,

then touched it with her finger and tasted it.

'' Go ahead, '' I said softly. `` It wo n't bite ! ``

She giggled a little and started to slowly case her speak

over my sway hard fuck tool. She got about half of it in her

mouth and started sucking on me like a lollipop. It felt

really trade good. It felt great ! She acted like this was the

first fourth dimension she had ever sucked hammer and I just let her

experimentation to find what she liked best.

Soon she was using her hired hand on the division of my dick that

did n't go in her mouth and sucking and licking it like it

was an ice cream bar. I thought that it was a proficient thing

that I had fucked her safe twice in the net brace of hours

or my cum would be dripping off the ceiling !

She looked up at me. `` My pussy is burning up ! Let 's be intimate

some more ! ``

Well, I could n't turn down a request like that ! I got up and

led her down the stairs and sat down on the stool.

'' Straddle my legs and sit down on my cock, '' I told her.

She had a gleaming in her eye like a niggling kid who has never

done something before but knows it is going to be a lot of

fun !

She moved over me, gently took my prick in her fingers and

guided it into her waiting pussy as she sat down. I put my

arms around her waistline and she put her subdivision around my neck.

'' Ooohh ... That feels dear ! '' she said, as she leaned back

and slid her pussy all the way down over my hard cock.

'' Yes, it does, '' I agreed. `` You know, your onetime

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

'' Oh my god, '' she variety of laughed. `` That makes me palpate so

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same piazza you conceived

your first tiddler with my daughter ! ``

'' Well, '' I responded. `` Let 's not worry about that. Let 's

just get sheer nasty and fuck our brains out. I want to

fill your pussy entire of cum ! ``

'' Ohhhhh ... my ... uuuhhhmmmm ... yesssss, '' she moaned, as I

rotated my hips up and squeeze my cock deeper into her cunt.

We leaned back in each other 's arms and began to flap down our

pelvises together, grunting and groaning. The sauna was

around 100 degrees and we were both perspiring freely. snake pit,

we were sweating like hog ! We were slipping and sliding

like we had been dipped in K-Y. It was whole-body fucking !

She leaned away from me and arched her back, slamming her

pelvis hard against me. I bent over and sucked a mammilla

between my lip. She let out a moan and moved faster over my

cock. The harder I sucked, the harder she fucked !

I was at the full stop where I felt like I was about to cum, but

I did n't. I just stayed there, savoring the smell of a hot,

slippery cunt on my unvoiced, throbbing rooster, sucking on her

operose nipples.

She leaned in towards me and I hugged her to my chest. Her

plump breasts were against my breast and she was still

slamming her pelvis and twat against me. I put my weapon

around her and grabbed her target cheeks and lifted her up a

little and sat her back down. She got the thought and started

bouncing up and down on my shaft. Her dummy were slipping and

sliding over my thorax and my cock was being shoved way up

her cunt every time she dropped down on my lap.

Now I felt I was really going to cum ! I put my hands around

her neck opening and leaned away from her, fucking into her hot

snatch as hard and deep as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

'' Oh lord ... fuck ... yess ... Oh cocksucker ! ..., '' she screamed

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing cock in her

grasping cunt. We fucked each other hard. Not moving much,

just pushing harder and relaxing a little then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

'' Oh, fuck ... fuck ... nookie ..., '' I gasped out in dance step with

my pumping sexual climax and thrusting into Margie 's spasming cunt.

'' AWWWWWW uuhhhhhhh UUHHHHHH uoooohhhhh, '' she wailed like a

siren in tempo with our movements.

After what seemed care half an hour of my prick throb and

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking pussy we just

sat there, arms around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our crotches soaked with slit juice and cum.

We finally got up off of the stool, showered again and

headed back through the dark, assuredness and mute manufactory to the

bedroom.

We laid down on the bed and snuggled up with each other.

Marge 's hand quickly found my now limp pecker. `` I want to get laid

some more, '' she said. `` Can you get it up again ? ``

'' Oh yes, I can get it up again. The question is when ? '' I

laughed. `` You just keep doing what you are doing and it will

be fix before too long. ``

'' I hope so, '' she responded, and started rubbing her boobs

against my chest as she squeezed and pulled on my pecker.

I put my paw under her boob and raised it to my back talk and

started sucking the mammilla. I was rewarded by a little gasp

and purring and moaning. Now that I had her nipple in my

mouth I used my hand to feel out her hot pussy and found it

wet and slippery. It was still oozing a salmagundi of her

lubricating succus and my cum and my fingerbreadth slipped in easily.

This brought a gasp and Margie thrust her renal pelvis towards my

hand and forced my finger into her slit all the way.

'' You like that ? '' I asked.

'' Unh Huh ! '' she gasped.

I started finger fucking her and she quickly answered with

hip movements urging me on. I put in two fingers and she

squeezed them with her cunt muscles so tight it nearly hurt.

She was really getting hot now and wanking me like a mad

womanhood. The up side was that I was getting very hard because

of it.

Suddenly Margie let go of me, jumped up on her script and

knee and quickly straddled me. She had her chief back and

her back talk wide open, gasping. She gripped my cock,

positioned it at the entrance to her tunnel and with a moan

lowered herself, taking my prick all the way into her in

one movement.

Marge started bouncing up and down, fucking her brains out

on my now steel-hard rod. I grabbed her hips to retain her from

going too far up because I was afraid that she would hurt me

if she missed on the down stroke.

I was not close to cumming yet, after all the sex in the

past various hours, and I think margarin was just as glad,

because she kept pumping my fuck tool in her hot pussy and

groaning and moaning. Making up for several eld of no sex

I guess.

She moved her hands to my dresser and started fucking me by

rotating her articulatio coxae back and forth while leaning against me.

Gradually her motions got dim but more intense, I felt

like my glob were going into her pussy too.

Then she laid down on me, and I could sense her breasts

against my dresser, and she was just moving back and forth on

top of me, massaging her pinhead against my chest. I was

getting a little hotter and felt like I might cum again in

the adjacent pair of hours ! I was thrusting slowly into her in

synch with her movements and she was moaning and panting as

we kept fucking each other.

'' I 'm cumming, '' she whispered. `` I 'm cumming. `` ``

'' seed on, dearest ! '' I said into her ear, and hugged her

tighter to me and slammed my cock into her as hard and deep

as I could, meeting her driving force as her moans got louder.

'' Oh god, I 'm cumming, I 'm cumming ... OhhhHHH AWWWWHHH

UNGGGHH ... `` as she hunched up her back and slammed against

me, taking my rod as deep into her as she could get it.

My Sweet, darling, randy mother-in-law finally slumped

against me and just lay there, recovering her breathing time. I was

still hard and I slowly pumped my cock into her, mostly to

make sure I stayed hard in case she was n't finished. After a

few bit she sat up, my cock still embedded in her

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hand on my

belly when we heard a noise at the sleeping room door.

'' Well, mother ! Do you retrieve you could break screwing my

hubby long enough for me to get a little activity ? ``

It was Glynda ! And she was austere naked ! Margie squealed with

surprisal and embarrassment and rolled off of me, away from

Glynda. Glynda them jumped up on the bed, straddling my

coxa, and grabbed my cock.

'' cum on, macho-man, fuck your horny wife for a piece ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still rock difficult peckerwood

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

It was a few more 60 minutes before anybody got to sleep that

night. Glynda became schoolma'am of ceremonies and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her mother making

love together and then she would take to get serve

awhile. I think Margie was hot just because she had n't had

any loving in so many years.

After that we went to visit Margie more often than in the

past. And erstwhile Margie would call off and ask if I could fare

down for the weekend and serve her with `` things '' around the

manufacturing plant. I never turned her down !