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

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

treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter

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

about.

She had a small apartment on the number one floor of the Saami

building occupied by the fellowship business. There were two

bedrooms and a smaller apartment on the second floor and a

quite large loft area on the third base. 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 wife 's dad had died a couple of years before and I do n't

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

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

and nobody 's cooking was as ripe 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 vacation. There was n't lots to

do in the piffling fishing and logging town, but it was tightlipped

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

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

and then work up a minuscule fire and fucking for a couple hours on

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

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

a hike up in the mountains in the morning and then conduct a nap

and fuck in some grassy meadow for to the highest degree of the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my oldest girl was conceived

in it, near as we could figure.

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

were mistaken for sisters quite often. Their sizing and build

were very standardised except that Margie was a footling bustier

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

Glynda frosted her hair's-breadth because it was fashionable, margarin

did it to veil some Louis Harold Gray and feeling younger. It was difficult

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

lies the tale.

I had been over at the vicinity tavern for a few hours

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guys

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

dinner clip, and I was a niggling tipsy, and also horny from

watching the barmaids running around in their short doll

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

downstairs apartment to see what the prospects for dinner

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

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

veggies for salad. I walked up behind her, put my allow for arm

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

movement of her with my correct mitt and cupped her mons and

kitty and massaged it a little. She jumped a short and said,

'' Ooohh ! ``

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

for dinner, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a little hard and leaning against me like

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

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

stairs .., '' she gasped.

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

piddling bit enceinte and soft than Glynda 's and her tummy

was n't quite as monotone, and her mons pubis felt a little mellow, and

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

had just begun to lick and nibble on. Metal methamphetamine figure !

Oops ! grama wore glasses with metallic element physique and Glynda wore

plastic ! Mea culpa !

I unwound my arms from around her and helped her rack up

straight. As she leaned against the swallow hole counter I said,

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

'' That 's .... all ... rightfield, '' she said, gasping out one word of honor

to the breath.

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

I went upstairs and found my married woman in an easy chair in the

sitting room of the fiddling apartment, reading the very

skinny topical anaesthetic paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

I gave her a brief cartoon of the afternoon at the local

watering golf hole and then related what had transpired with her

mother in the kitchen.

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

heart attack ! I 'm somewhat sure she has n't had any sex but her

hand since Dad got spew 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 couple of days. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many Guy would have fallen over if their wife said anything

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

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

call an open spousal relationship. We are 99 % or More fulfil with our

sex lives and seldom actively quest for other sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those times and

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

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each event

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

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

and accord. We do cause an escape cock clause though. That is

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

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

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

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

may be some extramarital handkerchief panky tonight you can just

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

may call for all your heart and energy for her ! ``

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

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

over the arm of it. `` cum 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 sustenance room for

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

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

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

glancing at some cleaning lady 's cartridge clip that should get been x-rated

because of the video, and Glynda was sitting on the floor

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

and running her manpower up and down my legs all eventide. I was

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

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

that needed scratching.

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

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

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

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

crotch and gave my cock and balls a little squeeze.

'' OK, love, '' 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 sofa and asked Marge, `` Can

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

'' certain, '' she said, as she moved over a little to return me a

little more room.

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

would like to let the cat out of the bag about this good 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 niggling

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

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

too. ``

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

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

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

by a man in a long time. '' 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 side of my head against hers and said

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

'' Oh, I do n't know, '' 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 piffling tighter. `` I was talking about right here. I was

talking about me. ``

I heard and felt her gasp, and she placed her work force on my

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

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

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

conceive ? It just would n't be veracious ! We ... ''

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

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

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

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

realized that I want to relieve oneself jazz to you and evidence you how

a great deal 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 interest about any of those things.

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

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

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

have to do is say 'Yes'. ``

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

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

her, `` Yes. ``

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

white meat and gently cupped them in my hands and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my thorax, and she acted like it was the firstly time she had

been able to relax in a prospicient clock 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 ! buss me please. It has been so

long ! ``

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

my left wing arm. She turned her human face up to mine and I leaned

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

gently massaged her white meat and rubbed her nipples she

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

did the like with my speed lip. I then did the Lapp to her

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

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

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

my tongue. She gasped, threw her implements of war around my neck and

gave me a full outdoors mouthed kiss, sticking her tongue into

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

returning her love I slowly moved my paw 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 cunt

until I had her Monday under my palm and I could feel the heat

from her cunt under my finger. I started massaging her

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

against my hand.

'' Oh god ! Do that some Sir Thomas More ! Please, please ... ''

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

began thrusting her coxa up against my mitt. Her legs counterpane

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

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

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

felt the first time a woman put her hand around my stopcock !

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

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to focus on

the area over her button. There was no dubiety 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 clit

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

put both helping hand over mine and pressed them tightly against

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

her poor unheeded 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, dearie, 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 hands to her. She reached up and

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

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

selection her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too big 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 room access to the hall I could

hear clothes rustling a minuscule and cryptic breathing. Glynda

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

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

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

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

gently squeezed her pap and rubbed her teat with the

top of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one helping hand then the other

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

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

shoulder and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

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

around her neck opening and over her bare shoulders and I could feel

her shivering like an excited mare.

I glanced toward the sleeping accommodation door and out through the

kitchen. I could see a shadowy conformation in the outer hall and

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

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

her pussy until she blows her nous 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 feet,

one at a prison term, and removed her shoe and socks, then reached

up to her slacks and started sliding the elastic waistband

down over her pelvis. She raised her pelvic girdle so I could slip them

out from under her buttocks and then sighed as my script

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

legs.

I started to remove her scanty 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 tautness of the strap was released and her

breast fell gratuitous. I slid the bra off of her coat of arms and

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

across her breast to handle herself.

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

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

against me. Moving my mitt down to her rounded but firm

bay window I stroked and massaged my way up to her breasts.

After doing this respective times she relaxed and let me slew

my hands up over her bare chest. As my hands reached her

nipples she sighed and leaned her header back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck opening and shoulders and played with her dumbbell

and nipples she placed one mitt 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 stage, getting

closer to my cock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my knickers leg and I

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

nibbling her neck opening and running my digit crown over her stiff

nipples when her script reached my firmly cock. She gasped and

moved her hand slowly up over my erecting as she slowly

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

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

I tensed a little to make it jerk and tumesce in her bridge player and

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

flavor like it is alive ! ``

She turned her fount up to me, `` accept your clothes off,

darling. I want to experience your lovesome bare skin against mine. ``

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

in the dim bedroom I saw a grow women, soundbox kept in

cast by hard work every day. Her skin was untanned and the

areolas on her knocker were dark in demarcation, the dark whisker

of her snatch was a orphic shadow under her Patrick Victor Martindale White silk

panty where her leg met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

licking my way down to her bush. She clasped my top dog in her

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

I stood up and unfasten my belt ammunition, letting my pants slue to

the level and pushed my shorts down around my ankles. I

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

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

I stepped out of my clothes and pulled my horseshoe and air-sleeve

off. Margie tossed back the covers and I slid in following 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 helping hand down over her body towards her pussy and discovered

that she had removed her panty while I was undressing.

When my hired man reached her soft Vannevar Bush I covered her puss with

my script 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 KO'd lips. I

slowly began working a fingerbreadth into the hot inwardness 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 put up peter. `` Oh, gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

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

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

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her pegleg and pulled her human knee

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

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

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

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

weapon around me and raised her stage and clasped them around

my waistline. `` Ohhhh Gene, do it slow up. 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 experience the

bulwark of her slit stretching as the top dog 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

recondite breath 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 easy

breeze.

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

warmheartedness and the closeness and the intimacy of my hard cock

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

Margie was hugging me tighter now and I increased my

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

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

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

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

cheering, `` HARDER shucks IT .... HARDER ... shtup ME ! ! ! ``

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

push my cock into her throbbing, demanding pussy. I felt

my testis tightening up and I knew I was going to fall 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 hit my jism deep in her hot depths.

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

began contracting and milking the cum out of my shaft 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 instant as she

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

erection. I rolled off of her and glanced towards the door

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

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

pussy. She quietly moved back into the early room.

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

cream, or a woman total of cum. `` That was marvelous, '' she

said. `` You comfortably get upstair. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

'' No, she is probably sound 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 little

warmth therapy after all the unaccustomed utilisation 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 house but Glynda, and she wo n't bother us. ``

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

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the iniquity and

understood machines.

As we went through the factory I could see the storehouse arena up

front, dimly lit by the street Christ Within shining through the

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

watching us from behind the exhibit cases. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her arms 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 finger

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

started pulling and pumping it.

We stood there in the shadow factory field, playing with each

former, kissing and rubbing our bodies together. `` require me

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

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

supporting herself on a tone crapper that was sitting future to a

machine. She pulled me to her, put my tool fountainhead at the

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

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

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

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

get a real show !

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

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

her inflammation and our previous fuck running down over my

balls and down the inside of her thighs. `` Oh ... roll in the hay me,

baby ! fucking me knockout ! '' she yelled. And I did.

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

squeezing with her pussy and hanging on. Knowing that my

wife was watching us and more than likely fingering herself

made it even more shake. I got to the spot where I was

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

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

HARDER Oh bull OH fuck FUCK UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her climax came.

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

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

my peter and I could n't do anything but oink. I grunted

every prison term I slammed my rod down her hole and as I felt her

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

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my stopcock deflated and

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

made our way back through the mill to the sauna.

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

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

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

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

drying cum and sweat from our love fashioning. As she stood with

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

her legs. I could easily slip one's mind two fingers in her cunt and I

slowly fucked her with my finger. In a few min she

started making contented cleaning woman dissonance and pushing against me a

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

little firm yet, so I decided not to go any further decent

then.

We climbed up the terrace until we got to a dainty hot layer

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

back against me. I pulled the corduroy to put some extra wet

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

little tentative at first, but I started playing with her

boobs and mammilla and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

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

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

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

wanted more from this very sexy and passionate older woman.

'' suction me or fuck me, Margie. Do n't just jerk me off. ``

She turned and looked at me with her eyes all-inclusive with

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

'' I said suck me or fuck me. It feels really well to experience you

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

you right now. demand my dick in your sass and suck on it for

a while. ``

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

she finally understood what I said. Her looks changed to

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

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

abdomen. Grasping my stopcock in one helping hand she slowly moved her

head over my genitals and lay there looking at my raise penis

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

then touched it with her finger and tasted it.

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

She giggled a fiddling and started to slowly slip her back talk

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

oral fissure and started sucking on me like a lollipop. It felt

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

first prison term she had ever sucked cock and I just let her

experiment to find what she liked best.

Soon she was using her hand on the part of my gumshoe that

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

was an ice cream bar. I thought that it was a practiced affair

that I had fucked her good twice in the last pair of hours

or my cum would be dripping off the ceiling !

She looked up at me. `` My kitty-cat is burning up ! Let 's fuck

some more ! ``

well, I could n't wrench down a petition 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

coat of arms around her waistline and she put her arms around my neck.

'' Ooohh ... That look honest ! '' she said, as she leaned back

and slid her pussy all the way down over my difficult 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 experience so

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same station you conceived

your number 1 nestling with my girl ! ``

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

just get right-down cruddy and jazz our Einstein out. I want to

fill your pussy total of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hips up and thrust my turncock deeper into her cunt.

We leaned back in each early 's arm and began to mosh our

pelvises together, grunting and groaning. The sauna was

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

we were sweating like fuzz ! We were slipping and sliding

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

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

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

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

stopcock. 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 flavour of a hot,

slippery cunt on my heavily, throbbing cock, 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 cunt against me. I put my implements of war

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

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

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

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

her cunt every meter she dropped down on my lap.

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

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

pussy as grueling and cryptic 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 cock in her

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

just pushing harder and relaxing a little then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

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

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

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

femme fatale in pace with our movements.

After what seemed like half an 60 minutes of my cock throbbing and

pumping jism into her hot squeeze, sucking snatch we just

sat there, arms around each early, our consistency sweating

rivers and our private parts soaked with pussy juice and cum.

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

headed back through the iniquity, cool and silent manufacturing plant to the

bedroom.

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

margarine 's manus quickly found my now limp prick. `` 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 preserve doing what you are doing and it will

be set up before too long. ``

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

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

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

started sucking the nipple. I was rewarded by a small gasp

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

back talk I used my hand to sense out her hot pussy and found it

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

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

This brought a gasp and Margie thrust her pelvis towards my

hand and forced my finger 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 apparent movement urging me on. I put in two fingers and she

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

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

fair sex. The up side was that I was getting very hard because

of it.

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

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

her sass wide open up, gasping. She gripped my cock,

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

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

one movement.

margarine started bouncing up and down, fucking her brains out

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

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

if she missed on the down stroke.

I was not airless 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 shag tool in her hot puss and

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

I guess.

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

rotating her pelvis back and forth while leaning against me.

Gradually her motions got dumb but more than intense, I felt

like my bollock were going into her pussy too.

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

against my breast, and she was just moving back and Forth River 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 next couplet of minute ! I was thrusting slowly into her in

synch with her apparent motion and she was moaning and panting as

we kept fucking each other.

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

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

tighter to me and slammed my cock into her as knockout and recondite

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her deal on my

stomach when we heard a racket at the bedroom door.

'' wellspring, female parent ! Do you reckon you could discontinue screwing my

husband long enough for me to get a piddling 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, macho-man, have it away your corneous wife for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still rock hard pecker

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

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

night. Glynda became schoolmistress of ceremonial and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her mother devising

bonk together and then she would bear 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 visit Margie more often than in the

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

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

factory. I never turned her down !