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

to most hoi polloi, and I always got along fairly well. I

treated her decent and liked her cookery and her daughter

was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most

about.

She had a small apartment on the first-class honours degree storey of the Sami

construction occupied by the category business. There were two

bedrooms and a smaller apartment on the back storey and a

quite with child loft area on the third level. When my wife,

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

Our two girl would use the part bedroom if they

came down.

My wife 's dad had died a duo of years before and I do n't

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

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

and cypher 's cooking was as good as his, and although he

often said he could fix something better, he never

volunteered to do it.

We were down at `` Mom 's '' for vacation. There was n't practically to

do in the footling sportfishing and logging town, but it was close

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

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

and then build a piddling fire and fuck for a couple hours on

a big cover and then go home and soak in the steam bathing tub

for a duet of 60 minutes and fuck some more. Or we would go for

a hike up in the mountains in the sunup and then charter a nap

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

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

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

very dry warmth, very niggling steam at all. Glynda 's dad had

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my former 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

were very exchangeable except that Margie was a little stacked

and a piddling hippier with a few more than line. And while

Glynda frosted her hairsbreadth because it was fashionable, margarine

did it to obliterate some Asa Gray and facial expression immature. It was difficult

to tell them apart without looking really close. And in this

lies the tale.

I had been over at the locality tap house for a few hours

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guys

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their short doll

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

downstairs flat to see what the candidate for dinner party

were. There were a couple of sens gently steaming on the cooking stove

and my wife was standing at the sink fixing some simoleons and

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

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

straw man of her with my right hand and cupped her mons and

slit and massaged it a short. 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 picayune hard 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.

fountainhead, I started noticing things then. Her breast was a

picayune bit larger and softer than Glynda 's and her tummy

was n't quite as flat, and her mons felt a little higher, and

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

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

Oops ! Gramma wore glasses with alloy frames and Glynda wore

plastic ! Mea culpa !

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

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

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

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

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 easy chair in the

sitting way of the piddling apartment, reading the very

skinny topical anesthetic paper.

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

barmaids over there just as aphrodisiac as ever ? ``

I gave her a brief cartoon of the afternoon at the topical anaesthetic

watering golf hole and then related what had transpired with her

mother in the kitchen.

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

heart attack ! I 'm pretty certain she has n't had any sex but her

paw since Dad got gruesome 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 thwarted when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

of screwing the survive distich of twenty-four hour period. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many guys would suffer fallen over if their wife said anything

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

conference swinger or swappers and we do n't have what I would

address an open marriage. We are 99 % or more meet with our

sex life-time and seldom actively pursue early sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those sentence and

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

ignored. We have an arrangement that we discuss each event

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

people in our own home, unless it is by prior placement

and arrangement. We do take an escape cock clause though. That is

if there are hands on electronic organ and the dress 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, young lady ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't realize I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

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

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

may be some extramarital hanky panky tonight you can just

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

may need all your punk and get-up-and-go for her ! ``

With that, Glynda raised her hip and slipped off her slump

and panties, slumped down in the chairperson and threw her ramification

over the weapons system of it. `` come 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 room for

java and dessert, then sat around and watched a twain of

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

sofa reading the paper, I was sitting in the easy chairperson

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

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

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

and running her hired man up and down my legs all evening. I was

getting a small heated, and I noticed that Marge was taking

it all in and squirming around a fiddling 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 well dinner, Mom. It is making me

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

quell down here and keep Mom company if you want. I am just

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

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

crotch and gave my shaft and balls a fiddling squeeze.

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

As Glynda left the flat I noticed that she did not

completely close the room access into the hallway. `` That little

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 oleo, `` Can

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

'' indisputable, '' she said, as she moved over a picayune to apply me a

little more room.

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

would like to talk about this afternoon. ``

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

'' I do n't retrieve you understand, '' I said as I moved a little

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

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

too. ``

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

little. `` I was very surprised. It did feel a little ... '' 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 arms around her shoulders and hugged her spinal column against

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

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

'' Oh, I do n't hump, '' she said. `` An old woman 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 pant, and she placed her hands on my

arms where I was hugging her, just above her breasts. `` 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

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

'' marge, Shush ! '' I said in her ear. `` You let me vex about

Glynda. You are a very liberal and attractive woman. I have

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

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

realized that I want to make love to you and show you how

much 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, sweet, Margie. Do n't worry about any of those things.

I will take aim caution of any trouble. You only need to say one

thing. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to seduce lie with to each

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

have to do is say 'Yes'. ``

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

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

her, `` Yes. ``

'' Oh, Margie, '' I sighed, as I moved my paw 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 dresser, and she acted like it was the number one time she had

been able-bodied to relax in a long time. `` I love you, '' I whispered

as I kissed her cervix and licked softly around the bound 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 bequeath arm. She turned her face up to mine and I leaned

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

gently massaged her breasts and rubbed her nipples she

sucked my lower lip into her oral fissure and let it go and then

did the like with my amphetamine lip. I then did the Saame to her

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

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

turn I just opened my lips a lilliputian and licked her lips with

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

gave me a wide-cut open mouthed kiss, sticking her tongue into

my oral fissure and feeling all around with it. While I was

returning her passion I slowly moved my hand down over her

breadbasket towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

When I got to her mons I slid my fingers down over her pussy

until I had her mons under my palm and I could sense the heat

from her snatch under my fingers. I started massaging her

snatch with my finger 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 hips up against my hand. Her legs spread

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

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

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

felt the first time a woman put her mitt around my tool !

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

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to concentrate on

the arena over her clit. There was no doubtfulness about finding it.

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

arrow when it sticks in a tree. The crotch of her knickers were

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

against my finger 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 Sir Thomas More stimulation for

her poor overleap 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 helping hand and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, Gene, Darling, that was fantastic ! 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, `` deary, please

take 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 weapon system and I held her close up and kissed her. I started to

pick her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too backbreaking 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 open doorway to the hall I could

discover clothes rustling a little and bass breathing. Glynda

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

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

her and cupped her full phase of the moon knocker in my mitt and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her titmouse and rubbed her nipples with the

bakshish of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hand then the other

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

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

articulatio humeri and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

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

around her neck and over her bare berm and I could sense

her shivering like an excited mare.

I glanced toward the bedroom doorway and out through the

kitchen. I could see a shadowy strain in the outer mansion and

knew that Glynda was out there watching as her female parent and I

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

her pussy until she blows her mind if she keeps watching. ``

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

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

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

up to her slack and started sliding the elastic waistband

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

out from under her tooshie and then sighed as my hands

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

legs.

I started to bump off her panty the Lapp 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 free. I slid the bra off of her arms and

dropped it over the end of the bed. She folded her weapon system

across her chest to overcompensate herself.

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

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

against me. Moving my workforce down to her rounded but strong

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

After doing this respective meter she relaxed and let me slip

my hands up over her denudate titty. As my hands reached her

mamilla she sighed and leaned her head back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck opening and shoulder joint and played with her knocker

and nipples she placed one manus 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 legs, getting

closer to my cock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my pant leg and I

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

nibbling her neck and running my fingerbreadth summit over her pissed

teat when her hand reached my hard dick. She gasped and

moved her hand slowly up over my erecting as she slowly

inhaled. When she reached the al-Qaeda of it she squeezed it

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

I tensed a minuscule to make it jerk and swell in her manus and

she jumped a little and giggled like a schooltime female child. `` Oh ! It

feels like it is awake ! ``

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

darling. I want to find your warm bare cutis against mine. ``

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

in the dim bedroom I saw a mature women, body kept in

soma by heavy study every day. Her skin was untanned and the

ring of color on her breasts were darkness in demarcation, the dour fuzz

of her pussy was a orphic shadow under her whitened silk

scanty where her legs met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

licking my way down to her bush. She clasped my head teacher in her

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

I stood up and unfasten my whang, letting my trouser slide to

the floor and pushed my shortstop down around my articulatio talocruralis. I

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

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

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

off. Margie tossed back the top and I slid in adjacent to

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

kissed. Slowly at first then more urgently. I gently moved

my mitt down over her body towards her twat and discovered

that she had removed her panties while I was undressing.

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

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

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

moaned as I gently massaged her mons 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 coxa up against my hand.

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

and grasped my raise cock. `` Oh, gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

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

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

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her legs and pulled her articulatio genus

up. As I lowered myself onto her I kissed her white meat and

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

in her hand and guided me to her hot, steaming puss.

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

arm around me and raised her wooden leg and clasped them around

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

it to last as long as possible. ``

She was as mean as my wife was at 21. I could feel the

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

no cock had gone for many years.

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

just moving my pelvic girdle. Each prison term I slid into her she took a

inscrutable breath and hugged me with her munition and ramification and when I

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

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

breeze.

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

warmth and the stuffiness and the intimacy of my tough cock

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

Margie was hugging me fuddled now and I increased my

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

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

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

... `` 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

poke my hammer into her throbbing, demanding pussy. I felt

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

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 shot my jism deep in her hot depths.

She felt my cock jumping inside of her and her snatch brawniness

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 respective minute as she

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

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

into the kitchen. I could barely progress to out the shadowy figure

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

pussy. She quietly moved back into the other room.

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

cream, or a fair sex full of cum. `` That was rattling, '' she

said. `` You dear get up the stairs. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

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

in the kitchen listening 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 picayune

estrus therapy after all the unaccustomed exercise she had

just had.

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

slowly rolled out of bed.

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

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

I opened the door from the sleeping room into the factory and put

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the night and

silent machines.

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

front, dimly lit by the street lights shining through the

windows. I could barely make out my horny, voyeuristical married woman

watching us from behind the display face. 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 snatch. It

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

in her slit, and she reached down and grabbed my cock and

started pulling and pumping it.

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

early, kissing and rubbing our bodies together. `` lease me

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

Still holding onto my rooster she turned around and bent grass over,

supporting herself on a step stool that was sitting side by side to a

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

incoming to her pussy, and pushed back against me. My now hard

tool slid right in and my egg slapped against her belly.

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

sideways to the doorway 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 experience the succus from

her excitement and our premature fucking running down over my

balls and down the inside of her thigh. `` Oh ... shag me,

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

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

squeezing with her puss and hanging on. Knowing that my

wife was watching us and Thomas More than likely fingering herself

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

fucking her cunt so hard that her fundament were n't even on the

floor. `` Oh God ! I 'm cumming dearest, I 'm cumming ! shtup me !

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

Margie screamed as her orgasm came.

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

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

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

every time I slammed my rod down her muddle 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 while. She leaning on the can

and me leaning against her keister until my prick 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 room about 8 ft. by 10 ft. and about 10 ft.

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

different levels of judiciary. When we got inside I turned on

the shower and we soaped each early down and washed off the

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

her back to me I scrubbed her down and skid my hand between

her stage. I could easily dislocate two fingerbreadth in her slit and I

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

started making contented fair sex noises and pushing against me a

petty. After two really goodness piece of ass I was n't even getting a

piddling firm yet, so I decided not to go any further right

then.

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

and sat down. I leaned back in the turning point and Margie leaned

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

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

little tentative at start, but I started playing with her

boobs and tit and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a decent hard-on after a half hour or so

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

was using both hands and doing all the good affair. But I

wanted more from this very aphrodisiacal and passionate one-time woman.

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

She turned and looked at me with her eye wide with

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

'' I said take up me or fuck me. It feels really goodness to consume you

playing with me but I want to be a lot more intimate with

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

a while. ``

She looked at me with surprise at showtime and then it was like

she finally understood what I said. Her looks changed to

that of a horny, rooster hungry, excited char and she licked

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

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

head over my private parts and lay there looking at my upright 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 seize with teeth ! ``

She giggled a little and started to slowly teddy her mouth

over my rock-and-roll severely roll in the hay tool. She got about one-half of it in her

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

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

low gear meter she had ever sucked prick and I just let her

experiment to determine what she liked best.

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

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

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

that I had fucked her safe twice in the last duo of hours

or my cum would be dripping off the ceiling !

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

some to a greater extent ! ``

wellspring, I could n't move around down a postulation like that ! I got up and

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

'' span my wooden leg 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 digit and

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

arms around her waist and she put her arms around my neck.

'' Ooohh ... That smell good ! '' 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 sure-enough

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

'' Oh my god, '' she sort of laughed. `` That makes me find so

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same place you conceived

your first child with my daughter ! ``

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

just get downright awful and fuck our learning ability out. I want to

fill your kitty full moon of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hips up and push up 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. Inferno,

we were sweating like pigs ! We were slipping and sliding

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

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 moan and moved faster over my

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

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

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

slippery cunt on my concentrated, throbbing shaft, sucking on her

hard nipples.

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

plump breasts were against my chest and she was still

slamming her pelvis and pussy against me. I put my arm

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

footling and sat her back down. She got the estimate and started

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

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

her cunt every sentence she dropped down on my lap.

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

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

snatch as firmly and mystifying as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

'' Oh God Almighty ... fuck ... yess ... Oh dogshit ! ..., '' she screamed

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing rooster in her

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

just pushing harder and relaxing a slight 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 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 comparable half an time of day of my peter throbbing and

pumping jism into her hot squeeze, sucking slit we just

sat there, branch around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our crotches soaked with kitty juice and cum.

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

headed back through the dark, cool and still mill to the

bedroom.

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

Marge 's hand quickly found my now limp cock. `` I want to jazz

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

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

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

be ready before too long. ``

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

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

I put my handwriting under her boob and raised it to my backtalk and

started sucking the mamilla. I was rewarded by a small pant

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

sassing I used my hand to finger out her hot snatch and found it

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

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

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

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

'' You like that ? '' I asked.

'' Unh Huh ! '' she gasped.

I started finger fucking her and she quickly answered with

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

squeezed them with her snatch brawn so tight it nearly hurt.

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

women. The up side of meat was that I was getting very hard because

of it.

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

knee joint and quickly straddled me. She had her oral sex back and

her mouthpiece wide clear, gasping. She gripped my prick,

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

lowered herself, taking my peckerwood 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 rosehip to keep her from

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

if she missed on the down stroke.

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

past several hour, and I think oleomargarine was just as glad,

because she kept pumping my eff tool in her hot puss and

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

I guess.

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

rotating her coxa back and forth while leaning against me.

Gradually her apparent movement got slower but more intense, I felt

like my globe 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 boobs against my chest. I was

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

the next couple of minute ! 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. `` ``

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

tighter to me and slammed my stopcock into her as hard and late

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

few minute she sat up, my cock 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 chamber door.

'' Well, Mother ! Do you think you could stop over screwing my

husband long enough for me to get a niggling action ? ``

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

surprise and embarrassment 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, get laid your hornlike wife for a patch ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still sway hard beak

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

It was a few to a greater extent hour before anybody got to kip that

dark. Glynda became fancy woman of ceremonies and directed the

activities. 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 gossip Margie more often than in the

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

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

factory. I never turned her down !