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

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

treated her decent and liked her cookery and her daughter

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

about.

She had a low flat on the outset floor of the same

building occupied by the category business. There were two

chamber and a modest apartment on the second floor and a

quite expectant loft area on the third floor. When my wife,

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

Our two daughter would use the fall apart sleeping accommodation if they

came down.

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

think many masses missed him much. He did n't do by anybody

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

and cypher 's cooking was as effective 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 little fishing and logging Ithiel 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 footling flak and fuck for a couple hours on

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

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

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

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

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

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

very dry estrus, very footling steam at all. Glynda 's dad had

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my honest-to-god daughter was conceived

in it, near as we could figure.

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

were mistaken for sisters quite often. Their size and build

were very similar except that Margie was a little curvaceous

and a little hippier with a few Sir Thomas More wrinkles. And while

Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, Marge

did it to cover some gray-headed and bet younger. It was difficult

to assure them apart without looking really close. And therein

lies the tale.

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

that good afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few bozo

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their short skirts

and decollete blouses for several hours. I walked into the

downstairs apartment to see what the prospects for dinner

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

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

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

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

movement of her with my in good order hand and cupped her Monday and

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

'' Ooohh ! ``

I nuzzled and nibbled the side 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 trouble standing up. `` Ohh ... Unnn ... I ...

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

stairs .., '' she gasped.

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

little bit larger and flaccid than Glynda 's and her tummy

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

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

had just begun to lick and nibble on. Metal trash skeletal system !

Oops ! grama grass wore glasses with metal skeletal system and Glynda wore

charge plate ! Mea culpa !

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

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

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

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

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 professorship in the

sitting room of the little flat, reading the very

skinny local paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

I gave her a abbreviated sketch of the afternoon at the local

watering fix and then related what had transpired with her

mother in the kitchen.

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

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

hired man since Dad got upchuck 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 disappoint when I

left and came upstairs. ``

'' Well, '' said Glynda, `` You have given me an tolerable sum of money

of screwing the finally yoke of Clarence Day. 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 tramp or swappers and we do n't deliver what I would

phone an open marriage. We are 99 % or more gratify with our

sex lives and seldom actively pursue other sexual partners.

However, we realize that there are those times and

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

ignored. We have an arrangement that we discuss each event

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

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

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

if there are manus on pipe 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, Lester Willis Young lady ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't realize I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

'' I said an passable total, not a sufficient total. And I

was thinking about a band aid before dinner. But, since there

may be some extramarital hanky panky tonight you can just

eat my cunt for an appetizer. If you get Mom for afters you

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

With that, Glynda raised her coxa and slipped off her slack

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

over the blazonry 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

coffee bean and dessert, then sat around and watched a couplet of

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

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

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

because of the pictures, and Glynda was sitting on the storey

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

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

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

it all in and squirming around a slight 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 thoroughly dinner, Mom. It is making me

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

rest down here and restrain Mom company if you want. I am just

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

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

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

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

As Glynda left the apartment I noticed that she did not

completely close the door 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 margarin, `` 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 joint. `` I

would like to talk about this good afternoon. ``

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

'' I do n't think 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 have enjoyed it a fiddling

too. ``

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

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

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

by a man in a retentive 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 berm and hugged her back against

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

softly, `` It does n't have 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 little tighter. `` I was talking about right here. I was

talking about me. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

realized that I want to make have a go at it to you and point you how

much I love you. ``

'' Oh affectionately ! 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 ... ''

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

I will engage care of any problems. You only want to say one

affair. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to score jazz to each

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

have to do is say 'Yes'. ``

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

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

her, `` Yes. ``

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

breast and gently cupped them in my paw and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my breast, and she acted like it was the commencement prison term she had

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

as I kissed her neck opening and licked softly around the boundary of

her ear.

'' Oh, factor, 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 pass on arm. She turned her cheek up to mine and I leaned

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

gently massaged her white meat and rubbed her nipples she

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

did the Sami with my upper lip. I then did the same 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 sassing a small and licked her lips with

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

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

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

returning her passion I slowly moved my hand down over her

belly towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

When I got to her Monday I slid my fingerbreadth down over her pussy

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

from her cunt under my finger's breadth. I started massaging her

cunt 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 paw. Her legs spread

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

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

I could feel her twat getting hotter against my mitt as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to pore on

the region over her clit. There was no incertitude about finding it.

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

arrow when it sticks in a tree diagram. The private parts 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 hands over mine and pressed them tightly against

her as she humped her hips up, getting Thomas More stimulation for

her poor neglected clit.

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

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

again she humped against our hand and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, Gene, Darling, that was rattling ! I love you

so much ! '' And then she reached up and pulled my caput down to

her and kissed me long and gently. Then released me, looked

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

consider me to bed. ``

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

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

my implements of war and I held her confining and kissed her. I started to

weft 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 chamber and

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

hear apparel rustling a little and deep 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 moon titty in my men and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her tits and rubbed her pap with the

hint of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one manus then the early

under it as I did, stroking her warm 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 shoulders and I could feel

her shivering like an emotional mare.

I glanced toward the bedroom door and out through the

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

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

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

her snatch 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 feet,

one at a time, and removed her place and wind sock, then reached

up to her slacks and started sliding the elastic waistband

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

out from under her buttocks and then sighed as my mitt

slipped over her bare skin 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 tension of the shoulder strap was released and her

white meat fell disengage. I slid the bra off of her coat of arms and

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

across her breasts to cover herself.

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

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

against me. Moving my paw down to her rounded but immobile

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

After doing this several clip she relaxed and let me slide

my helping hand up over her bare breasts. As my hands reached her

tit she sighed and leaned her principal back against my

shoulder.

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

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 pegleg, getting

closer to my cock each time.

My erection was sticking straight down my knickers leg and I

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

nibbling her neck opening and running my finger tips over her stiff

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

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

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

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

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

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

spirit like it is alive ! ``

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

darling. I want to finger your fond 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 mature women, body kept in

shape by operose work every day. Her skin was untanned and the

areolas on her breasts were dark in contrast, the dour haircloth

of her pussy was a cryptic vestige under her white silk

step-in where her branch met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her pot and began kissing and

licking my way down to her pubic hair. She clasped my headway in her

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

I stood up and open my belt, letting my pant slide to

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

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

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

I stepped out of my wearing apparel and pulled my skid and socks

off. Margie tossed back the covers and I slid in next to

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

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

my hand down over her torso towards her pussy and discovered

that she had removed her panties while I was undressing.

When my hand reached her soft chaparral I covered her pussy with

my deal 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 Monday and extinct lips. I

slowly began working a finger's breadth into the hot center of her

female person 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 vertical cock. `` Oh, Gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

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

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

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her legs and pulled her knees

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

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

in her handwriting and guided me to her hot, steaming grab.

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

branch around me and raised her legs and clasped them around

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

it to last as long as possible. ``

She was as fuddled as my married woman was at 21. I could finger the

paries of her cunt stretching as the head of my hammer went where

no turncock 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

late 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 ennoble

breeze.

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

warmth and the closeness and the intimacy of my backbreaking cock

roll in the hay in and out of her hot, slippery, soft pussy.

Margie was hugging me stiff now and I increased my

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

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

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

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

shouting, `` HARDER DAMN IT .... HARDER ... roll in the hay ME ! ! ! ``

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

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

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

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 scud my jism deep in her hot depths.

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

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

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really intense sexual climax she had experienced in years.

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

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

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

into the kitchen. I could barely bring in out the dim physical body

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

pussy. She quietly moved back into the other room.

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

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

said. `` You better 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 hubby 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 niggling

heat therapy after all the unaccustomed exercise she had

just had.

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

slowly rolled out of bed.

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

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

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

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the dark and

mum machines.

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

front, dimly lit by the street Inner Light shining through the

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

watching us from behind the display cases. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her blazonry around my cervix 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 dent, and she reached down and grab my cock and

started pulling and pumping it.

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

other, kissing and rubbing our trunk together. `` acquire me

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

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

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

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

entering to her cunt, and pushed back against me. My now laborious

neb 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 memory, and Glynda was going to

get a really show !

I grabbed Margie 's pelvic girdle and started pumping my pecker in and

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

her excitement and our former screw running down over my

chunk and down the inside of her thighs. `` Oh ... shtup me,

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

I was pounding her kitty 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 hard that her pes were n't even on the

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

HARDER Oh darn OH shag FUCK UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her coming came.

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

the cum starting way down in my nut case and rising up through

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

every time I slammed my rod down her hole and as I felt her

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

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my cock deflated and

fell out of her slit. I helped her to fend up and we slowly

made our way back through the mill to the sauna.

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

high. There was the heater, a exhibitor, a low dejection, and several

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

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

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

her backrest to me I scrubbed her down and slip my script between

her branch. I could easily slip two finger in her snatch and I

slowly fucked her with my finger's breadth. In a few moment she

started making contented woman racket and pushing against me a

little. After two really near fucks I was n't even getting a

fiddling firm yet, so I decided not to go any further justly

then.

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

and sat down. I leaned back in the street corner 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

niggling tentative at first, but I started playing with her

knocker and nipples and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a in good order erection after a half hr or so

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

was using both hands and doing all the rectify matter. But I

wanted more from this very sexy and passionate senior woman.

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

She turned and looked at me with her optic astray with

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

'' I said breastfeed me or get it on me. It feels really good to have you

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

you right now. withdraw my cock in your backtalk and suck on it for

a patch. ``

She looked at me with surprise at start 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 brim. She slid over on the bench and laid down on her

stomach. Grasping my putz in one manus she slowly moved her

header over my privates and lay there looking at my vertical penis

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

then touched it with her finger and tasted it.

'' Go ahead, '' I said softly. `` It wo n't seize with teeth ! ``

She giggled a fiddling and started to slowly teddy her mouth

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

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

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

starting time clock time she had ever sucked putz and I just let her

experiment to find what she liked best.

Soon she was using her hand 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 good twice in the last dyad of hours

or my cum would be dripping off the roof !

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

some Sir Thomas More ! ``

well, I could n't grow down a request like that ! I got up and

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

'' straddle my ramification and sit down on my turncock, '' I told her.

She had a gleam in her eye like a piddling 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 shaft in her fingerbreadth and

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

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

'' Ooohh ... That tactile property in force ! '' she said, as she leaned back

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

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

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 base tiddler with my girl ! ``

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

just get downright nasty and fuck our mentality out. I want to

fill your kitty full of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hips up and thrust my cock 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 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 backtalk. She let out a moan and moved faster over my

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

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

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

slippery puss on my firmly, throbbing peter, sucking on her

backbreaking nipples.

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

plump breasts were against my pectus and she was still

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

around her and grabbed her stub boldness and lifted her up a

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

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

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

her twat every clock time she dropped down on my lap.

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

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

slit as hard and deep as I could. `` Oh god, I 'm cumming, '' I

groaned.

'' Oh overlord ... nooky ... yess ... Oh SHIT ! ..., '' she screamed

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing tool in her

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

just pushing harder and relaxing a slight then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

'' Oh, fuck ... fucking ... fuck ..., '' I gasped out in gradation 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 hour of my rooster throbbing and

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking pussy we just

sat there, arms around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our privates soaked with pussy juice and cum.

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

headed back through the dark, sang-froid and silent 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 question is when ? '' I

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

be ready before too long. ``

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

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

I put my manus under her pinhead and raised it to my mouth and

started sucking the teat. I was rewarded by a petty gasp

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

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

wet and slippery. It was still oozing a assortment 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 digit into her cunt all the way.

'' You like that ? '' I asked.

'' Unh Huh ! '' she gasped.

I started fingerbreadth fucking her and she quickly answered with

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

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

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

adult female. The up slope 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 oral fissure wide opened, gasping. She gripped my cock,

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

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

one movement.

Marge started bouncing up and down, fucking her brains out

on my now steel-hard rod. I grabbed her pelvis 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 penny-pinching to cumming yet, after all the sex in the

past several hours, and I think oleomargarine 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 helping hand to my chest and started fucking me by

rotating her rosehip back and Forth River while leaning against me.

Gradually her motility got slower but more vivid, 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 chest, and she was just moving back and Forth River on

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

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

the next couple of time of day ! 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. `` ``

'' ejaculate on, dear ! '' I said into her ear, and hugged her

tighter to me and slammed my rooster into her as firmly and deep

as I could, meeting her thrusts as her moan got louder.

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

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

me, taking my rod as deeply 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 bill into her, mostly to

make indisputable I stayed hard in showcase she was n't finished. After a

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

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hand on my

stomach when we heard a randomness at the sleeping accommodation door.

'' Well, Mother ! Do you cerebrate you could stop screwing my

husband long enough for me to get a little activity ? ``

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

rose hip, and grabbed my cock.

'' seed on, macho-man, fuck your horny wife for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still rock strong pecker

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

It was a few more hr before anybody got to catch some Z's that

nighttime. Glynda became mistress of ceremonies and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her female parent devising

love together and then she would make 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 sometime Margie would call and ask if I could come

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

manufacturing plant. I never turned her down !