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 cookery and her girl

was felicitous with me and I guess that was what she cared nearly

about.

She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same

edifice occupied by the family line business. There were two

bedrooms and a smaller apartment on the indorsement floor and a

quite large loft area on the third flooring. When my wife,

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

Our two daughters would use the severalize bedrooms if they

came down.

My wife 's dad had died a couple of class before and I do n't

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

very well, least of all his wife, son, and two daughter,

and nobody 's cooking was as dependable 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 a good deal to

do in the little fishing and logging town, but it was close up

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

on the beach late in the afternoon and watch the sun go down

and then build a fiddling attack and fuck for a span hours on

a big cover and then go base and soak in the steam bath

for a couple of hours and fuck some more. Or we would go for

a hiking up in the mountains in the aurora and then hire a nap

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

You can secern there was one thing uppermost in our minds.

The steam bathtub was actually a Finnish style sauna. A very hot,

very dry heating system, very slight steam at all. Glynda 's dad had

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my old 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 and work up

were very standardized except that Margie was a short full-bosomed

and a picayune hippier with a few more wrinkles. And while

Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, marge

did it to hide some gray and tone younger. It was difficult

to tell them apart without looking really close. And therein

lies the tale.

I had been over at the neighbourhood tavern for a few minute

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guys

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

dinner sentence, and I was a slight tipsy, and also horny from

watching the barmaids running around in their short skirts

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

downstairs apartment to see what the vista for dinner

were. There were a couple of pots gently steaming on the stove

and my wife was standing at the sinkhole fixing some shekels and

veg for salad. I walked up behind her, put my forget arm

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

front line of her with my right manus and cupped her mons and

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

'' Ooohh ! ``

I nuzzled and nibbled the face of her cervix and said, `` What 's

for dinner, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a little arduous and leaning against me like

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

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

stairs .., '' she gasped.

Well, I started noticing things then. Her bosom was a

piddling bit large and softer than Glynda 's and her tummy

was n't quite as savorless, and her mons felt a piddling gamey, and

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

had just begun to lick and pick on. Metal glass physical body !

Oops ! Gramma wore spyglass with metal frames and Glynda wore

credit card ! Mea culpa !

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

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

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

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

to the breath.

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

I went upstairs and found my wife in an well-to-do chair in the

sitting room of the little flat, reading the very

skinny topical anesthetic paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

I gave her a brief sketch of the good afternoon at the topical anaesthetic

watering hole and then related what had transpired with her

female parent in the kitchen.

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

heart onrush ! I 'm pretty sure enough she has n't had any sex but her

manus 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 attention

either. In fact she sounded a little foiled when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

of screwing the last couplet of sidereal day. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many bozo would receive fallen over if their wife said anything

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

conference swingers or swappers and we do n't receive what I would

call an open man and wife. We are 99 % or more satisfied with our

sex life and seldom actively pursue other intimate partners.

However, we realize that there are those times and

circumstances when an draw develops that just ca n't be

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each effect

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

people in our own home base, unless it is by prior organization

and agreement. We do have an escape article though. That is

if there are hands on organs and the clothes are half off,

do it, and we will talk over it later !

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

you talk, young peeress ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't pull in I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

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

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

may be some extramarital hanky panky tonight you can just

eat my pussy for an starter. If you get Mom for dessert you

may necessitate all your spunk and energy for her ! ``

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

and scanty, slumped down in the chairperson and threw her peg

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

reaching down and spreading her cunt lips.

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

forward a few hours.

After dinner the three of us went into the living elbow room for

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

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

couch reading the newspaper, I was sitting in the well-heeled electric chair

glancing at some woman 's mag that should have been x-rated

because of the mental picture, and Glynda was sitting on the storey

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

and running her hands up and down my leg all eve. I was

getting a trivial stir up, and I noticed that marge 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 safe dinner, Mom. It is making me

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

stay down here and keep Mom company 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

genital organ and gave my cock and balls a short squeeze.

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

As Glynda left the flat I noticed that she did not

completely close the door into the hallway. `` That minuscule

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

goes on down here ! ``

I stood up and moved over to the couch and asked Marge, `` Can

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

'' Sure, '' she said, as she moved over a little to move over me a

little more room.

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

would like to talk about this afternoon. ``

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

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

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

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

too. ``

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

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

paused. `` ... dissimilar. 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 munition around her shoulders and hugged her back against

me. I rested the side of my brain against hers and said

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

'' Oh, I do n't lie with, '' she said. `` An old charwoman 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 hands on my

coat of arms where I was hugging her, just above her breast. `` Oh

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

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

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

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

Glynda. You are a very freehanded and attractive charwoman. I have

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

know you would have it off you. I love you, and this good afternoon I

realized that I want to make sleep together to you and testify you how

lots I love you. ``

'' Oh dear ! 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, sweetness, Margie. Do n't vex about any of those things.

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

thing. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to name hump to each

early 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 blazon with her

hands. I waited. Finally, so wispy that I could barely try

her, `` Yes. ``

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

breasts and gently cupped them in my hands and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

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

been able to relax in a longsighted metre. `` 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 delight. It has been so

long ! ``

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

my result arm. She turned her brass up to mine and I leaned

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

gently massaged her knocker and rubbed her nipples she

sucked my miserable lip into her sass and let it go and then

did the same with my upper lip. I then did the like to her

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

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

turn I just opened my sassing a slight and licked her lip with

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

gave me a full open mouthed candy kiss, sticking her spit into

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

returning her cacoethes I slowly moved my hired hand down over her

breadbasket towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

When I got to her Mon I slid my digit down over her pussy

until I had her mons pubis under my ribbon and I could finger the hotness

from her cunt under my fingers. I started massaging her

snatch with my digit as she arched her hips off the sofa

against my hand.

'' Oh god ! Do that some to a greater extent ! Please, please ... ''

I rubbed and massaged over her snatch with my finger's breadth as she

began thrusting her articulatio coxae up against my hand. Her stage spread

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

that she had n't had anything but her own hand between her

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

felt the low clip a woman put her hand around my cock !

I could feel her snatch getting hotter against my hand as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to boil down on

the arena over her button. 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 than stimulation for

her short neglected clit.

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

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

again she humped against our hands 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 long and gently. Then released me, looked

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

claim 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 close and kissed her. I started to

pick her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too gruelling 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 chamber and

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

hear clothes rustling a little and deep external respiration. Glynda

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

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

her and cupped her full bosom in my hands and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her pap and rubbed her nipples with the

summit of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one deal then the other

under it as I did, stroking her quick soft skin. When I got

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

shoulder and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

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

around her cervix and over her bare shoulder and I could feel

her shivering like an excited mare.

I glanced toward the bedchamber door and out through the

kitchen. I could see a shadowed form in the outer entrance 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 pussy until she blows her intellect if she keeps watching. ``

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

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

one at a time, and removed her shoes and socks, then reached

up to her slacks and started sliding the elastic waistband

down over her hips. She raised her hips so I could slip them

out from under her buttocks and then sighed as my hands

slipped over her bare pelt as I slid them down over her

legs.

I started to remove her panty 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 tension of the strap was released and her

breasts fell detached. I slid the bra off of her arm and

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

across her breast to cover herself.

I sat back down next to her and gently turned her away from

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

against me. Moving my helping hand down to her rounded but truehearted

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

After doing this various clock time she relaxed and let me slide

my hands up over her bare knocker. As my manpower reached her

tit she sighed and leaned her pass back against my

shoulder.

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

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

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

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

closer to my putz each time.

My erecting was sticking straight down my gasp leg and I

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

nibbling her neck and running my finger tips over her stiff

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

moved her hand slowly up over my erection as she slowly

inhaled. When she reached the base of it she squeezed it

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

I tensed a little to pretend it jerk and intumesce in her mitt and

she jumped a little and giggled like a schooling girl. `` Oh ! It

tone like it is alive ! ``

She turned her case up to me, `` Take your wearing apparel off,

darling. I want to experience your warm bare tegument against mine. ``

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

in the dim chamber I saw a age womanhood, torso kept in

form by punishing work every day. Her peel was untanned and the

areolas on her breast were gloomy in contrast, the dark hair

of her snatch was a mysterious tail under her Edward Douglas White Jr. silk

panty where her legs met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tum and began kissing and

licking my way down to her bush. She clasped my capitulum in her

hands, `` Ohhhh ... Please, Gene, bring your clothes off. ``

I stood up and unbuttoned my belt, letting my pants slide to

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

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

under the covers. `` Please, hastiness, '' she whispered.

I stepped out of my clothes and pulled my brake shoe and socks

off. Margie tossed back the natural covering and I slid in future to

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

kissed. Slowly at starting time then more urgently. I gently moved

my hired man down over her body towards her kitty and discovered

that she had removed her panties while I was undressing.

When my hand reached her lenient bush I covered her snatch with

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

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

moaned as I gently massaged her mons pubis and outer brim. I

slowly began working a finger into the hot center 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 hips up against my hand.

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

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

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

making love and satiate me with it. Please ... Now ... Oh ....

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her pegleg 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 hand and guided me to her hot, steaming snap.

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

arms around me and raised her stage and clasped them around

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

it to last as long as possible. ``

She was as tight as my married woman was at 21. I could sense the

rampart of her bitch stretching as the headland 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 pelvis. Each fourth dimension I slid into her she took a

late breath and hugged me with her coat of arms and ramification and when I

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

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

breeze.

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

warmth and the closeness and the intimacy of my hard cock

shag in and out of her hot, slippery, piano pussy.

Margie was hugging me nasty now and I increased my

speed and military force as I fucked her grasping sleep with burrow. She

was breathing surd and began gasping. `` Oh god ... nookie ...

harder ... faster ... ohhhhhhh .... yesssss .... fucking ... fuck

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

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

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

thrusting my pecker into her pounding, demanding pussy. I felt

my balls tightening up and I knew I was going to come shucks

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 pleasure I slammed into her

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

She felt my cock jumping inside of her and her cunt muscular tissue

began contracting and milking the cum out of my cock 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 several hour as she

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

hard-on. I rolled off of her and peek towards the threshold

into the kitchen. I could barely make out the shadowy figure

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

slit. She quietly moved back into the former room.

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

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

said. `` You in force get upstair. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

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

in the kitchen hearing as her husband fucked her mother and

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

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

heating plant 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 need your robe. '' I told her. `` There is n't anyone

in the household 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 night and

silent machines.

As we went through the manufacturing plant I could see the storage area up

front, dimly lit by the street lights shining through the

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

watching us from behind the display causa. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her limb around my neck as I

reached down between us and began fingering her pussy. It

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

in her cunt, and she reached down and take hold of my dick and

started pulling and pumping it.

We stood there in the dour manufacturing plant area, playing with each

other, kissing and rubbing our body together. `` train me

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

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

supporting herself on a step stool that was sitting next to a

automobile. She pulled me to her, put my turncock capitulum at the

entry to her cunt, and pushed back against me. My now hard

pecker slid right in and my balls slapped against her belly.

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

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

get a real show !

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

out of her burning hot snatch. I could feel the juice from

her hullabaloo and our former nooky running down over my

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

babe ! roll in the hay me knockout ! '' she yelled. And I did.

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

squeezing with her kitty and hanging on. Knowing that my

married woman was watching us and more than likely fingering herself

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

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

flooring. `` Oh God ! I 'm cumming honey, I 'm cumming ! screwing me !

HARDER Oh motherfucker OH FUCK FUCK UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her sexual climax came.

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

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

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

every clock time I slammed my rod down her cakehole and as I felt her

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

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my putz deflated and

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

made our way back through the manufactory to the sauna.

The sauna was a room about 8 ft. by 10 ft. and about 10 ft.

high. There was the fastball, a shower, a low stool, and several

different layer 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 sweat from our lovemaking fashioning. As she stood with

her spinal column to me I scrubbed her down and slue my manus between

her legs. I could easily slip two fingerbreadth in her cunt and I

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

started making contented woman disturbance and pushing against me a

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

little house yet, so I decided not to go any further right

then.

We climbed up the bench until we got to a prissy hot level

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

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

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

little tentative at commencement, but I started playing with her

booby and pap and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a enough erecting after a half hour or so

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

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

wanted more from this very aphrodisiacal and passionate older woman.

'' Suck me or fuck me, Margie. Do n't just yank me off. ``

She turned and looked at me with her eyes panoptic with

surprisal. `` What ? .... ''

'' I said nurse me or have sex me. It feels really expert to give birth you

playing with me but I want to be a lot Thomas More confidant with

you right now. Take my turncock in your mouth and suck on it for

a while. ``

She looked at me with surprisal at 1st and then it was like

she finally understood what I said. Her looking changed to

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

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

stomach. Grasping my cock in one hand she slowly moved her

promontory over my genitals and lay there looking at my erect phallus

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

then touched it with her digit and tasted it.

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

She giggled a little and started to slowly parapraxis her talk

over my rock operose fuck tool. She got about one-half of it in her

mouth and started sucking on me like a ice lolly. It felt

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

first metre she had ever sucked cock and I just let her

experiment to ascertain what she liked best.

Soon she was using her bridge player on the persona of my cock 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 thoroughly matter

that I had fucked her in force twice in the final stage couple of hour

or my cum would be dripping off the ceiling !

She looked up at me. `` My pussy is burning up ! Let 's make love

some more ! ``

wellspring, I could n't release down a request like that ! I got up and

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

'' straddle my stage and sit down on my cock, '' I told her.

She had a gleam in her eye like a little 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 waist and she put her blazon around my neck.

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

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

'' Yes, it does, '' I agreed. `` You know, your honest-to-god

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

'' Oh my god, '' she sorting of laughed. `` That makes me sense so

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same situation you conceived

your first child with my daughter ! ``

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

just get absolute nasty and bang our brainiac out. I want to

meet your pussy full of cum ! ``

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

rotated my pelvis up and thrust my hammer deeper into her cunt.

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

pelvises together, grunting and groaning. The sauna was

around 100 arcdegree and we were both perspiring freely. Hell,

we were sweating like pigs ! We were slipping and sliding

like we had been dipped in K-Y. It was whole-body piece of ass !

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

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

between my lips. She let out a groan and moved faster over my

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

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

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

slippery cunt on my grueling, throbbing cock, sucking on her

knockout nipples.

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

plump white meat were against my chest and she was still

slamming her pelvic arch and pussy against me. I put my arms

around her and grabbed her bottom impudence and lifted her up a

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

bouncing up and down on my cock. Her boobs were slipping and

sliding over my chest and my pecker was being shoved way up

her slit every clock 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

grab as heavily and mystifying as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

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

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing cock in her

grasping snatch. We fucked each former hard. Not moving much,

just pushing harder and relaxing a picayune then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

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

my pumping orgasm and thrusting into Margie 's spasming cunt.

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

siren in tempo with our movements.

After what seemed like half an hour of my putz throbbing and

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking pussy we just

sat there, arms around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our genitals soaked with pussy juice and cum.

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

headed back through the dark, sang-froid and silent mill to the

bedroom.

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

marge 's paw quickly found my now limp cock. `` I want to fuck

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 quick before too long. ``

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

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

I put my mitt under her boob and raised it to my mouth and

started sucking the mamilla. I was rewarded by a fiddling gasp

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

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

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

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

This brought a pant and Margie thrust her pelvic arch towards my

hand and forced my fingerbreadth into her cunt all the way.

'' You like that ? '' I asked.

'' Unh Huh ! '' she gasped.

I started finger's breadth fucking her and she quickly answered with

hip apparent motion urging me on. I put in two finger and she

squeezed them with her pussy brawniness so tight it nearly hurt.

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

char. The up face was that I was getting very hard because

of it.

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

genu and quickly straddled me. She had her head back and

her mouth all-inclusive loose, gasping. She gripped my cock,

positioned it at the incoming to her tunnel and with a groan

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

one movement.

margarin started bouncing up and down, fucking her brains out

on my now steel-hard rod. I grabbed her pelvic girdle to keep her from

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

if she missed on the down stroke.

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

past various 60 minutes, and I think Marge was just as glad,

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

groaning and moaning. Making up for various yr of no sex

I guess.

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

rotating her hips back and Forth while leaning against me.

Gradually her apparent movement got dull but to a greater extent acute, I felt

like my clod were going into her slit too.

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

against my chest, and she was just moving back and Forth on

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

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

the future couple 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. `` ``

'' semen on, honey ! '' I said into her ear, and hugged her

tighter to me and slammed my stopcock into her as severe and deep

as I could, meeting her thrust as her moans got louder.

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

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

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

My sweet, darling, ruttish mother-in-law finally slumped

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

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

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

few moment she sat up, my pecker still embedded in her

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hands on my

stomach when we heard a noise at the bedroom door.

'' wellspring, mother ! Do you conceive you could stop screwing my

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

It was Glynda ! And she was stern au naturel ! Margie squealed with

surprise and overplus and rolled off of me, away from

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

hips, and grabbed my cock.

'' Come on, stud, fuck your turned on married woman for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still rock intemperately pecker

and started fucking me.

epilogue :

It was a few more than hours before anybody got to sleep that

night. Glynda became mistress of observance and directed the

activeness. She kept horny watching me and her mother making

love together and then she would have to get serviced

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

any loving in so many years.

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

past times. And sometime Margie would call and ask if I could come

down for the weekend and help her with `` matter '' around the

factory. I never turned her down !