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

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

treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter

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

about.

She had a small-scale apartment on the first story of the Saami

building occupied by the family business. There were two

bedrooms and a smaller apartment on the second floor and a

quite vauntingly garret area on the third floor. When my wife,

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

Our two daughters would use the separate bedchamber if they

came down.

My married woman 's dad had died a twosome of years before and I do n't

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

very well, least of all his married woman, son, and two daughters,

and nobody 's cookery was as undecomposed 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 much to

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

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 up a piffling fervor and fuck for a couple 60 minutes on

a big blanket and then go home and soaking in the steam bath

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

a hike up in the batch in the cockcrow and then take a nap

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

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

The steam Bath was actually a Finnish manner sauna. A very hot,

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

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my oldest 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 Sister quite often. Their size and build

were very similar except that Margie was a niggling sonsy

and a minuscule hippier with a few more crinkle. And while

Glynda frosted her hair because it was stylish, marge

did it to hide some grizzly and bet younger. It was difficult

to tell them apart without looking really close. And therein

lies the tale.

I had been over at the neck of the woods tavern for a few hours

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few bozo

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their short wench

and decollete blouses for several hr. I walked into the

downstairs apartment to see what the prospects for dinner party

were. There were a duet of stool gently steaming on the 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

front of her with my mightily deal and cupped her mons and

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

'' Ooohh ! ``

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

for dinner party, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a piddling operose 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.

fountainhead, I started noticing matter then. Her chest was a

picayune bit larger and gentle than Glynda 's and her corporation

was n't quite as compressed, and her Mon felt a little in high spirits, and

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

had just begun to lick and nibble on. metallic element chalk frames !

Oops ! gramma grass wore glass with metal skeletal frame 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 counter I said,

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

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

to the breath.

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

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

sitting room of the lilliputian flat, reading the very

skinny local paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

I gave her a brief sketch of the good afternoon at the local

watering hole and then related what had transpired with her

female parent in the kitchen.

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

centre attack ! I 'm pretty sure she has n't had any sex but her

hired 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 attention

either. In fact she sounded a little disappointed when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

of screwing the finish couple of days. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many guys would have fallen over if their wife said anything

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

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

predict an open marriage. We are 99 % or more than fulfill with our

sex lives and seldom actively follow other sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those times and

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

ignored. We have an arrangement that we discuss each upshot

before consummation and we do n't throw any liaisons with early

citizenry in our own home base, unless it is by prior system

and concord. We do feature an escape article though. That is

if there are work force on organs and the clothes are half off,

do it, and we will discourse 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 amount, 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 snatch for an appetizer. If you get Mom for dessert you

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

With that, Glynda raised her articulatio coxae and slipped off her slackness

and panties, slumped down in the chair and threw her legs

over the arms of it. `` seed 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 way for

coffee and dessert, then sat around and watched a duad of

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

cast reading the report, I was sitting in the easy hot seat

glancing at some adult female 's powder store that should hold been x-rated

because of the characterization, 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 branch all even. I was

getting a trivial heated, and I noticed that margarin 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 just dinner, Mom. It is making me

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

stay down here and maintain Mom company if you want. I am just

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

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

crotch and gave my cock and balls a little squeeze.

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

As Glynda left the apartment I noticed that she did not

completely close the door 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 margarine, `` Can

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

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

little more room.

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

would like to babble out 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 trivial

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

it at all. And I think that you may possess enjoyed it a piffling

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 farseeing fourth dimension. '' 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 back against

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

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

'' Oh, I do n't hump, '' she said. `` An old adult female 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 piffling 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

branch where I was hugging her, just above her breasts. `` Oh

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

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

believe ? It just would n't be right-hand ! We ... ''

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

Glynda. You are a very well-favoured and attractive woman. I have

always seen that in you. Any man who would remove the metre to

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

realized that I want to give enjoy to you and show you how

often I love you. ``

'' Oh dear ! I do n't have a go at it 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 ... ''

'' dearest, sweet, Margie. Do n't vex about any of those things.

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

thing. 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 weapons system with her

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

her, `` Yes. ``

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

knocker and gently cupped them in my hired hand and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my breast, and she acted like it was the showtime meter she had

been able-bodied to slack up in a long time. `` 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-hand arm. She turned her typeface 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 humbled 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 mouth. When it was my

turn I just opened my lips a trivial and licked her lip with

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

gave me a replete surface mouthed kiss, sticking her tongue into

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

returning her heat I slowly moved my hand down over her

stomach towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

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

until I had her mons under my decoration and I could feel the heat

from her pussy under my fingers. I started massaging her

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

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 wooden leg spreadhead

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 old age. I thought that it probably felt a lot like I

felt the first meter a woman put her hired hand around my turncock !

I could find her cunt getting hotter against my helping hand as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to concentrate on

the sphere over her clitoris. There was no doubt about finding it.

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

arrow when it sticks in a Tree. The crotch of her pants were

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

against my fingers 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 Thomas More stimulation for

her poor pretermit clit.

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

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

again she humped against our custody 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, `` Darling, please

take me to bed. ``

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

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

my arms and I held her close and kissed her. I started to

woof her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too profound 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

hear clothes rustling a little and deep ventilation. Glynda

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

her down gently and sat beside her. I reached in social movement of

her and cupped her to the full breasts in my workforce and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her mamilla and rubbed her mamilla with the

tips of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hand then the other

under it as I did, stroking her warm soft pelt. 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 early arm. I began kissing and nuzzling

around her neck and over her bare shoulders and I could find

her shivering like an excited mare.

I glanced toward the bedroom doorway and out through the

kitchen. I could see a shadowy form in the outer anteroom and

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

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

her puss 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 of her and slowly lifted up her understructure,

one at a time, and removed her shoe and air sock, then reached

up to her slackness and started sliding the elastic band waistband

down over her pelvic girdle. She raised her hips so I could drop away them

out from under her bum and then sighed as my hired hand

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

legs.

I started to absent her pantie the Saami 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 innocent. I slid the bra off of her arms and

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

across her tit to insure herself.

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

me. I then slid my manpower down her branch and hugged her

against me. Moving my hired hand down to her rounded but firm

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

After doing this several multiplication she relaxed and let me slide

my hands up over her unornamented breasts. As my hands reached her

nipples she sighed and leaned her school principal back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck and shoulder joint and played with her dummy

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

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

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

closer to my cock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my trouser leg and I

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

nibbling her neck and running my finger tips over her stiff

nipples when her hand reached my intemperately pecker. She gasped and

moved her hired man slowly up over my erection 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 little to pee-pee it jerk and swell in her hand and

she jumped a footling and giggled like a schooling lady friend. `` Oh ! It

feels like it is awake ! ``

She turned her face up to me, `` ingest your clothes off,

darling. I want to feel your quick bare skin against mine. ``

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

in the dim chamber I saw a mature char, trunk kept in

form by hard work every day. Her tegument was untanned and the

ring of color on her titty were dark in contrast, the dismal pilus

of her pussy was a orphic phantom under her white silk

panties where her legs met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

licking my way down to her chaparral. She clasped my heading in her

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

I stood up and unfastened my belt, letting my trouser slew to

the flooring and pushed my shorts down around my articulatio talocruralis. I

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

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

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

off. Margie tossed back the covers 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 hand down over her dead body towards her pussy and discovered

that she had removed her step-in while I was undressing.

When my hired man reached her delicate bush I covered her pussy with

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

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

moaned as I gently massaged her mons veneris and outer lips. I

slowly began working a fingerbreadth into the hot sum of her

female person sex and was quickly rewarded by a spreading wetness.

As I penetrated her with my fingerbreadth she again gasped and

began moaning and thrusting her rosehip up against my hand.

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

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

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

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

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her peg 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 cunt.

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

weaponry around me and raised her legs and clasped them around

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

it to lastly as long as possible. ``

She was as close as my married woman was at 21. I could feel the

walls of her snatch stretching 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 pelvis. Each time I slid into her she took a

abstruse breathing spell and hugged me with her arms and legs 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 acknowledge how long this went on. We were both lost in the

warmth and the closeness and the intimacy of my hard rooster

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

Margie was hugging me tighter now and I increased my

speed and force as I fucked her grasping bed burrow. She

was breathing toilsome and began gasping. `` Oh god ... screw ...

harder ... faster ... ohhhhhhh .... yesssss .... piece of tail ... sleep together

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

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

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

thrust my turncock into her throbbing, demanding twat. I felt

my globe 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 fool my jism deep in her hot depths.

She felt my cock jumping inside of her and her cunt muscularity

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

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really vivid sexual climax she had experienced in years.

I just lay there on top of her for several minutes as she

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

erection. I rolled off of her and glance towards the doorway

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

of a fair sex 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 woman full of cum. `` That was wonderful, '' she

said. `` You beneficial 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 bathroom is still hot. Let 's go

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

passion 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 gown. '' I told her. `` There is n't anyone

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

I opened the door from the bedroom into the manufacturing plant and put

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the darkness and

unsounded machines.

As we went through the manufactory I could see the store surface area up

front line, dimly lit by the street lights shining through the

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

watching us from behind the show cases. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her weapon system around my neck as I

reached down between us and began fingering her kitty-cat. It

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

in her pussy, and she reached down and grabbed my pecker and

started pulling and pumping it.

We stood there in the dark manufactory orbit, playing with each

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

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

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

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

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

entrance to her bitch, and pushed back against me. My now hard

beak slid in good order in and my balls slapped against her belly.

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

sideways to the doorway into the shop, and Glynda was going to

get a real show !

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

out of her burn hot snatch. I could experience the succus from

her excitement and our previous fucking running down over my

lump and down the inside of her thigh. `` Oh ... Fuck me,

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

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

squeezing with her kitty-cat and hanging on. Knowing that my

married woman was watching us and to a greater extent than likely fingering herself

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

fucking her cunt so laborious that her feet were n't even on the

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

HARDER Oh tinker's damn OH fuck shag UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her orgasm came.

I kept slamming into her hot steaming puss and I could find

the cum starting way down in my nuts 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 hole and as I felt her

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

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my shaft deflated and

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

made our way back through the manufacturing plant to the sauna.

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

high. There was the heater, a rain shower, a low stool, and respective

different levels 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 love qualification. As she stood with

her back to me I scrubbed her down and slid my manus between

her legs. I could easily slew two fingerbreadth in her bitch and I

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

started making contented adult female noises and pushing against me a

little. After two really good piece of ass I was n't even getting a

picayune firm yet, so I decided not to go any further ripe

then.

We climbed up the benches until we got to a courteous hot degree

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

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

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

little tentative at first, but I started playing with her

pinhead and nipples and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a right erection after a half hour or so

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

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

wanted more from this very sexy and passionate aged woman.

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

She turned and looked at me with her eyes wide with

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

'' I said wet-nurse me or love me. It feels really good to bear you

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

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

a while. ``

She looked at me with surprisal at first and then it was like

she finally understood what I said. Her looks changed to

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

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

tum. Grasping my dick in one hand she slowly moved her

head over my privates and lay there looking at my tumid penis

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 burn ! ``

She giggled a niggling and started to slowly shift her lip

over my rock candy hard shag creature. She got about half of it in her

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

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

first clock time she had ever sucked cock and I just let her

experiment to find what she liked best.

Soon she was using her bridge player on the part 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 good thing

that I had fucked her effective twice in the live on couple 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 more ! ``

well, I could n't change state 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 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 fingerbreadth and

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

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

'' Ooohh ... That feels expert ! '' 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 oldest

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

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

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same piazza you conceived

your first minor with my daughter ! ``

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

just get downright nasty and piece of ass our genius out. I want to

fill your kitty full of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hip up and push up my stopcock 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 degree and we were both perspiring freely. hell,

we were sweating like squealer ! 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 pap

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

shaft. 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 tone of a hot,

slippery puss on my hard, throbbing prick, sucking on her

hard nipples.

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

plump boob were against my chest and she was still

slamming her pelvis and kitty against me. I put my arms

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

little and sat her back down. She got the melodic theme and started

bouncing up and down on my tool. Her dumbbell were slipping and

sliding over my chest of drawers and my prick 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 and leaned away from her, fucking into her hot

cunt as arduous and recondite as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

'' Oh Lord ... fuck ... yess ... Oh SHIT ! ..., '' 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 little then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

'' Oh, fuck ... ass ... piece of ass ..., '' 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 pacing with our movements.

After what seemed like half an minute of my hammer throbbing 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 pussy juice and cum.

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

headed back through the dark, cool and silent factory 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 fuck

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

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

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

be prepare before too long. ``

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

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

I put my hand under her dope and raised it to my sassing and

started sucking the nipple. I was rewarded by a piddling puff

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

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

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

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

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

hand and forced my finger into her cunt 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

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

of it.

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

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

her mouth wide assailable, gasping. She gripped my cock,

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

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

one movement.

Marge started bouncing up and down, fucking her psyche out

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

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

if she missed on the down stroke.

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

past several hours, and I think margarine was just as gladiolus,

because she kept pumping my fuck tool in her hot kitty-cat and

groaning and moaning. Making up for several long time 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 motion got slower but more intense, I felt

like my Lucille Ball were going into her slit too.

Then she laid down on me, and I could find her chest

against my dresser, 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 side by side couple of hr ! 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, honey ! '' 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 poke 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, aroused mother-in-law finally slumped

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

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

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

few minute of arc she sat up, my peter still embedded in her

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hand on my

abdomen when we heard a disturbance at the bedroom door.

'' fountainhead, Mother ! Do you think you could stop screwing my

husband long enough for me to get a little natural process ? ``

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

rosehip, and grabbed my cock.

'' come on, stud, bed your horny wife for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still shake backbreaking pecker

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

It was a few more time of day before anybody got to sleep that

night. Glynda became mistress of ceremonies and directed the

natural process. She kept horny watching me and her mother fashioning

love together and then she would have to get service

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

any loving in so many years.

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

past. And one-time Margie would call and ask if I could come

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

manufactory. I never turned her down !