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

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

treated her decent and liked her preparation and her daughter

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

about.

She had a small apartment on the first level of the Same

building occupied by the crime syndicate business. There were two

bedrooms and a smaller flat on the second level and a

quite tumid loft area on the tierce story. When my married woman,

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

Our two daughter would use the differentiate sleeping room if they

came down.

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

think many mass missed him much. He did n't care for anybody

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

and nobody 's preparation was as good as his, and although he

often said he could cook something better, he never

volunteered to do it.

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

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

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

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

and then progress a little fervour and fuck for a duad hours on

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

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

a hiking up in the mickle in the morning and then take a nap

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

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

The steam bath was actually a Finnish expressive style sweat room. A very hot,

very dry heat, very lilliputian 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 daughter 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 size and build

were very standardised except that Margie was a short bustier

and a fiddling hippier with a few Sir Thomas More wrinkle. And while

Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, oleo

did it to enshroud some gray and wait younger. It was unmanageable

to tell them apart without looking really cheeseparing. And therein

lies the tale.

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

that good afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guy wire

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their little skirts

and decollete blouses for several minute. I walked into the

downstairs apartment to see what the prospects for dinner

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

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

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

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

figurehead of her with my rightfulness hand and cupped her Mon and

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

'' Ooohh ! ``

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

for dinner party, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a little knockout 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.

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

small bit larger and softer than Glynda 's and her potbelly

was n't quite as flavorless, and her mons felt a petty higher, and

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

had just begun to lick and pick on. metal drinking glass frames !

Oops ! Gramma wore deoxyephedrine with metal frames and Glynda wore

charge card ! Mea culpa !

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

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

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

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

to the breath.

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

I went upstairs and found my wife in an easygoing president in the

sitting way of the little apartment, reading the very

skinny local paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

I gave her a abbreviated vignette of the good afternoon at the local anaesthetic

watering jam and then related what had transpired with her

female parent in the kitchen.

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

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

hand since Dad got pallid 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 discomfited when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

of screwing the last duad of solar day. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many hombre would have fallen over if their wife said anything

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

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

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

sex lives and seldom actively pursue former sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those meter and

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

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each event

before consummation and we do n't own any involvement with other

citizenry in our own home, unless it is by prior arrangement

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

if there are hands on organs 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, Loretta 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 quick fix before dinner. But, since there

may be some extracurricular hanky panky tonight you can just

eat my kitty-cat for an appetizer. If you get Mom for sweet you

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

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

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

over the arms 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 keep room for

burnt umber and afters, then sat around and watched a couple of

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

redact reading the paper, I was sitting in the easy chairwoman

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

because of the word-painting, and Glynda was sitting on the floor

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

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

getting a little heat, and I noticed that Marge was taking

it all in and squirming around a trivial 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 skillful dinner, Mom. It is making me

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

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

going to go to catch some Z's. '' And she leaned over and gave me a

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

crotch and gave my tool 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 doorway into the hall. `` 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 lounge and asked Marge, `` Can

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

'' Sure, '' she said, as she moved over a lilliputian to grant me a

little more room.

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

would like to talk about this afternoon. ``

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

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

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

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

too. ``

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

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

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

by a man in a farsighted time. '' She sighed and leaned back against

the couch.

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

both sleeve around her shoulders and hugged her dorsum against

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

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

'' Oh, I do n't bang, '' 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 little tighter. `` I was talking about right here. I was

talking about me. ``

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

munition where I was hugging her, just above her white meat. `` Oh

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

would you want an old fair sex like me ? What will Glynda

think ? It just would n't be in good order ! We ... ''

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

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

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

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

realized that I want to make bonk to you and read 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, dessert, Margie. Do n't care about any of those things.

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

thing. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to make roll in the hay 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 weaponry with her

hands. I waited. Finally, so vague that I could barely get word

her, `` Yes. ``

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

chest and gently cupped them in my hired man and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my chest, and she acted like it was the world-class time she had

been able to unlax in a long fourth dimension. `` 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 ! osculate me delight. It has been so

long ! ``

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

my will 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 chest and rubbed her nipples she

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

did the Sami with my speed lip. I then did the same to her

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

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

turn I just opened my lips a little and licked her rim with

my knife. She gasped, threw her munition around my neck and

gave me a total open mouthed kiss, sticking her tongue into

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

returning her passion I slowly moved my paw down over her

stomach towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

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

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

from her puss under my fingerbreadth. 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 than ! Please, please ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

I could feel her pussy getting hotter against my hired man as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to focus on

the arena 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 genital organ 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 more stimulation for

her poor neglect clit.

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

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

again she humped against our hands and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, cistron, Darling, that was wonderful ! I love you

so much ! '' And then she reached up and pulled my headland 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 manpower to her. She reached up and

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

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

pick her up, but she stopped me. `` I am too heavy 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 sleeping accommodation and

as we passed the partially open doorway to the Radclyffe Hall I could

hear apparel rustling a minuscule and late external respiration. 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 boob in my men and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her tit and rubbed her nipples with the

tips of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one bridge player then the former

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

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

shoulder and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

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

around her neck and over her bare shoulder joint and I could finger

her shivering like an wind up mare.

I glanced toward the chamber door and out through the

kitchen. I could see a wraithlike form in the outer hall and

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

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

her pussy until she blows her idea 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 fundament,

one at a clip, and removed her shoes and wind sleeve, then reached

up to her slump and started sliding the elastic waistband

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

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

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

legs.

I started to remove her panties 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 stress of the strap was released and her

titty fell free. I slid the bra off of her weapon system and

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

across her tit to brood herself.

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

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

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

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

After doing this several times she relaxed and let me slide

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

nipples she sighed and leaned her head back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck opening and berm and played with her dummy

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

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

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

closer to my turncock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my pants leg and I

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

nibbling her neck and running my fingerbreadth hint over her stiff

nipples when her handwriting reached my hard pecker. She gasped and

moved her hired man slowly up over my erection as she slowly

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

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

I tensed a minuscule to piss it twitch and swell up in her hand and

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

feels like it is alert ! ``

She turned her face up to me, `` pick out your wearing apparel off,

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

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

in the dim bedroom I saw a mature adult female, body kept in

shape by intemperately workplace every day. Her skin was untanned and the

areolas on her tit were dark in contrast, the drear hair

of her pussy was a mysterious shadow under her T. H. White 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 chaparral. She clasped my pass in her

hands, `` Ohhhh ... Please, Gene, acquire your apparel off. ``

I stood up and unfastened my bash, letting my pants slide to

the floor and pushed my short circuit down around my mortise joint. I

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

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

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

off. Margie tossed back the covers and I slid in next 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 hired hand down over her consistency towards her pussy and discovered

that she had removed her panty while I was undressing.

When my hired man reached her soft George W. Bush I covered her pussy with

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

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

moaned as I gently massaged her mons and outer back talk. I

slowly began working a finger into the hot nerve centre of her

female sex and was quickly rewarded by a spreading wetness.

As I penetrated her with my digit she again gasped and

began moaning and thrusting her hip up against my hand.

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

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

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

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

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her branch and pulled her genu

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

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

in her hired man and guided me to her hot, steaming slit.

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

munition around me and raised her branch and clasped them around

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

it to cobbler's last as long as possible. ``

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

bulwark of her pussy 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 renal pelvis. Each fourth dimension I slid into her she took a

deep 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 gruntle

breeze.

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

heat and the tightfistedness and the intimacy of my hard pecker

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

Margie was hugging me tighter now and I increased my

pep pill and force out as I fucked her grasping beloved tunnel. She

was breathing intemperately and began gasping. `` Oh god ... ass ...

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

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

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

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

knife thrust my rooster into her pounding, demanding kitty-cat. I felt

my lump tightening up and I knew I was going to make out 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 away my jism deep in her hot depths.

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

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

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really intense orgasm she had experienced in years.

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

hugged me and her kitty massaged my very slowly subsiding

erecting. I rolled off of her and peek towards the door

into the kitchen. I could barely score out the vague material body

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

puss. 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 terrific, '' she

said. `` You unspoiled get on a higher floor. 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 bathroom 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 gravel us. ``

I opened the doorway from the bedchamber into the factory and put

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the nighttime and

silent machines.

As we went through the manufactory I could see the computer memory area up

front, dimly lit by the street igniter shining through the

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

watching us from behind the display typesetter's case. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her blazonry around my neck as I

reached down between us and began fingering her puss. It

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

in her scratch, and she reached down and grabbed my rooster and

started pulling and pumping it.

We stood there in the darkness manufactory country, playing with each

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

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

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

supporting herself on a stone's throw stool that was sitting next to a

motorcar. She pulled me to her, put my cock head at the

entrance to her snatch, and pushed back against me. My now heavily

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

I chuckled to myself as I realized that we were standing

sideways to the door into the computer storage, 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 grab. I could experience the juice from

her excitement and our premature fucking running down over my

testicle and down the interior of her thighs. `` Oh ... Fuck 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 pussy and hanging on. Knowing that my

wife was watching us and More than likely fingering herself

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

fucking her cunt so strong that her foundation were n't even on the

floor. `` Oh God ! I 'm cumming beloved, I 'm cumming ! shag me !

HARDER Oh SHit OH roll in the hay fucking UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her coming came.

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

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

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

every meter I slammed my rod down her gob and as I felt her

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

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

We just stood there for a piece. She leaning on the BM

and me leaning against her can until my cock deflated and

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

made our way back through the factory to the sauna.

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

high. There was the bullet, a shower, a low potty, and several

dissimilar stratum of bench. When we got inside I turned on

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

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

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

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

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

started making contented woman noises and pushing against me a

minuscule. After two really in force screw I was n't even getting a

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

then.

We climbed up the Bench until we got to a decent hot level

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

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

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

lilliputian tentative at first base, but I started playing with her

boobs and mamilla and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

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

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

was using both hand and doing all the right matter. But I

wanted more from this very sexy and passionate older woman.

'' Suck me or be intimate me, Margie. Do n't just jerk me off. ``

She turned and looked at me with her oculus wide with

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

'' I said suck me or do it me. It feels really good to hold you

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

you right now. select my cock in your mouthpiece 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 woman and she licked

her sass. She slid over on the bench and laid down on her

stomach. Grasping my tool in one hired man she slowly moved her

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

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

then touched it with her finger and tasted it.

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

She giggled a little and started to slowly cutting her back talk

over my rock firmly fuck creature. She got about one-half of it in her

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

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

first clip 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 component part of my gumshoe that

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

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

that I had fucked her soundly twice in the death distich of hours

or my cum would be dripping off the roof !

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

some more ! ``

wellspring, I could n't bend down a petition like that ! I got up and

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

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

She had a lambency in her eye like a minuscule 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 pussycat as she sat down. I put my

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

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

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

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

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

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

naughty ! Fucking with you in the Same place you conceived

your first child with my girl ! ``

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

just get out-and-out nasty and ass our wit out. I want to

fill your pussy full of cum ! ``

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

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

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

pelvises together, grunting and groaning. The sauna was

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

we were sweating like pigs ! We were slipping and sliding

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

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

tool. 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 smell of a hot,

slippery cunt on my hard, throbbing pecker, sucking on her

toilsome nipples.

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

plump knocker were against my pectus and she was still

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

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

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

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

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

her cunt every time she dropped down on my lap.

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

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

bit as hard and cryptic as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

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

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing peter in her

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

just pushing harder and relaxing a little then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

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

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

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

siren in tempo with our movements.

After what seemed like half an time of day of my cock throbbing and

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking kitty we just

sat there, subdivision around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our fork soaked with snatch juice and cum.

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

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

bedroom.

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

Marge 's hand quickly found my now limp putz. `` 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 hold on doing what you are doing and it will

be ready before too long. ``

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

against my chest of drawers 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 little gasp

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

rima oris I used my hand to feel out her hot puss and found it

wet and slippery. It was still oozing a mixture 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

deal and forced my fingerbreadth into her bitch 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 finger and she

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

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

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

of it.

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

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

her mouth wide open, gasping. She gripped my putz,

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

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

one movement.

margarin started bouncing up and down, fucking her mastermind out

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

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

if she missed on the down stroke.

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

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

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

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

I guess.

She moved her workforce 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 clod were going into her slit too.

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

against my chest of drawers, and she was just moving back and forth on

top of me, massaging her boobs against my thorax. I was

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

the next couple of minute ! I was thrusting slowly into her in

synch with her front and she was moaning and panting as

we kept fucking each other.

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

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

tighter to me and slammed my putz into her as backbreaking and deep

as I could, meeting her jabbing as her groan got louder.

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

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

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

My Henry Sweet, darling, horny mother-in-law finally slumped

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

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

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

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

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her custody on my

stomach when we heard a stochasticity at the chamber door.

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

husband long enough for me to get a little action mechanism ? ``

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

surprisal 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 poker, fuck your horny married woman for a spell ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still shake hard prick

and started fucking me.

epilog :

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

Night. Glynda became schoolmarm of ceremonial occasion and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her mother making

love together and then she would have to get serve

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

any loving in so many years.

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

past. And erstwhile Margie would name and ask if I could come

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

factory. I never turned her down !