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

to to the highest degree people, and I always got along fairly well. I

treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter

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

about.

She had a small flat on the first floor of the same

building occupied by the folk concern. There were two

bedrooms and a pocket-size apartment on the mo story and a

quite enceinte pigeon loft area on the third story. When my married woman,

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

Our two daughters would use the branch bedchamber if they

came down.

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

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

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

and nobody 's cooking was as in force 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 a lot to

do in the little fishing and logging town, but it was close

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

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

and then build a trivial fire and fuck for a duet hours on

a big cover and then go home and soakage in the steam bath

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

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

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

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

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

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

built it in the dorsum 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 long time apart in age and

were mistaken for babe quite often. Their size and build

were very similar except that Margie was a little bustier

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

Glynda frosted her fuzz because it was fashionable, Marge

did it to hide some gray and look young. It was difficult

to tell them apart without looking really close. And therein

lies the tale.

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

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few bozo

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their short skirts

and decollete blouses for several 60 minutes. I walked into the

downstairs flat to see what the scene for dinner

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

and my wife was standing at the swallow hole fixing some lettuce and

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

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

front of her with my the right way hired hand and cupped her Mon and

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

'' Ooohh ! ``

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

for dinner, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a little operose and leaning against me like

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

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

stairs .., '' she gasped.

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

minuscule bit bombastic and softer than Glynda 's and her breadbasket

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

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

had just begun to lick and nybble on. Metal glass frames !

Oops ! Gramma wore glasses with metallic element shape and Glynda wore

plastic ! Mea culpa !

I unwound my weapons system from around her and helped her stand up

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

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

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

to the breath.

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

I went upstairs and found my wife in an easy chairwoman in the

sitting elbow room of the little flat, reading the very

skinny local paper.

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

barmaids over there just as aphrodisiac as ever ? ``

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

watering mess and then related what had transpired with her

mother in the kitchen.

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

heart flack ! I 'm moderately sure as shooting she has n't had any sex but her

hand since Dad got unhinged before he died. And maybe not for a

while before then. ``

'' Yeah, '' I agreed, `` She did n't really object to my tending

either. In fact she sounded a little disappointed when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

of screwing the stopping point couple of mean solar day. You want to try fucking

Mom tonight ? ``

Many bozo would own fallen over if their wife said anything

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

league swingers or swappers and we do n't take what I would

cry an open marriage. We are 99 % or more satisfied with our

sex lives and seldom actively pursue early intimate partners.

However, we realize that there are those multiplication and

circumstances when an attractive force develops that just ca n't be

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each event

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

people in our own dwelling house, unless it is by prior arrangement

and agreement. We do have an flight 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 married woman said. `` My, how

you talk, Edward Young lady ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't see I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

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

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

may be some adulterous hanky panky tonight you can just

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

may need all your spunk and Department of Energy for her ! ``

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

and step-in, slumped down in the chair and threw her legs

over the arms of it. `` seed and get it, big boy, '' she said,

reaching down and spreading her cunt lips.

Well, this is about Margie, my mother-in-law, so I 'll fast

forward a few hours.

After dinner party the three of us went into the aliveness room for

umber and sweet, then sat around and watched a couple of

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

couch reading the theme, I was sitting in the easy chair

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

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

between my leg. She had been rubbing her chief in my crotch

and running her hands up and down my legs all evening. 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 itching

that needed scratching.

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

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

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

stay down here and keep Mom caller if you want. I am just

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

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

crotch and gave my cock and balls a minuscule squeeze.

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

As Glynda left the flat I noticed that she did not

completely close the doorway into the hallway. `` That little

snoop, '' I thought. `` She is going to eavesdrop to see what

goes on down here ! ``

I stood up and moved over to the couch and asked marge, `` Can

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

'' certainly, '' she said, as she moved over a small to kick in me a

little more room.

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

would wish to talk about this afternoon. ``

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

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

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

it at all. And I think that you may stimulate enjoyed it a fiddling

too. ``

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

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

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

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

the couch.

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

both munition around her shoulders and hugged her back against

me. I rested the position of my chief against hers and said

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

'' Oh, I do n't know, '' she said. `` An old womanhood 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

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

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

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

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

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

Glynda. You are a very handsome and attractive fair sex. I have

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

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

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

a lot I love you. ``

'' Oh dear ! I do n't know what to say ! What about tomorrow ?

What happens when you do n't go upstairs ? What if Glynda

finds out ? It would n't be right. What ... ''

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

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

thing. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to take a crap bonk 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 arms with her

hands. I waited. Finally, so timid that I could barely get a line

her, `` Yes. ``

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

breasts and gently cupped them in my handwriting and lifted them up

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

my chest, and she acted like it was the first base time she had

been able to relax in a long sentence. `` I love you, '' I whispered

as I kissed her neck and licked softly around the bound of

her ear.

'' Oh, Gene, I love you too ! Kiss me delight. 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 grimace up to mine and I leaned

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

gently massaged her breasts and rubbed her pap she

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

did the Lapp with my upper lip. I then did the same to her

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

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

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

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

gave me a full give mouthed osculation, sticking her spit into

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

returning her mania I slowly moved my hand down over her

stomach towards her mons, gently massaging and rubbing her

all the way.

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

until I had her Monday under my medallion and I could feel the estrus

from her cunt under my fingers. I started massaging her

slit with my fingers as she arched her hips off the sofa

against my hand.

'' Oh god ! Do that some more ! Please, please ... ''

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

began thrusting her pelvic arch 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 off clip a charwoman put her hand around my stopcock !

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

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to concentrate on

the area over her clit. 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 fork of her drawers 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 manus over mine and pressed them tightly against

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

her pathetic leave out clit.

'' Oh my god, oh diddly-squat Ohhhhh ... UUnnnggg .... AWWWWWWWWWW ....

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

again she humped against our manus and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, cistron, pet, that was fantastic ! I love you

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

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

me straight in the eye and softly said, `` deary, delight

get 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 substructure. She came into

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

picking 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 bedchamber and

as we passed the partially open room access to the hall I could

get word clothes rustling a little and deep 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 to the full breasts in my hands and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her tits and rubbed her nipples with the

peak of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hired hand 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 former arm. I began kissing and nuzzling

around her cervix and over her bare shoulder and I could palpate

her shivering like an unrestrained mare.

I glanced toward the sleeping accommodation door and out through the

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

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

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

her puss until she blows her judgement 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 clock time, and removed her skid and socks, then reached

up to her falloff and started sliding the elastic waistband

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

out from under her tail end and then sighed as my hands

slipped over her denude 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 tautness of the shoulder strap was released and her

tit fell resign. I slid the bra off of her arms and

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

across her chest to extend herself.

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

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

against me. Moving my men down to her rounded but truehearted

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

After doing this several fourth dimension she relaxed and let me skid

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

nipples she sighed and leaned her chief back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck opening and shoulder and played with her boobs

and nipples she placed one helping 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 peg, getting

closer to my cock 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 opening and running my finger's breadth steer over her clay

nipples when her manus reached my severely cock. She gasped and

moved her hired hand slowly up over my erecting as she slowly

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

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

I tensed a little to make it jerking and swell up in her script and

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

feels like it is alert ! ``

She turned her facial expression up to me, `` rent your apparel off,

darling. I want to feel 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 women, consistence kept in

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

ring of color on her chest were dark in line, the dark tomentum

of her puss was a mystical phantom under her white silk

step-in where her branch met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

licking my way down to her scrub. She clasped my head in her

hands, `` Ohhhh ... Please, Gene, pack your dress off. ``

I stood up and unfastened my rap, letting my gasp slide to

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

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

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

I stepped out of my apparel and pulled my horseshoe and wind sock

off. Margie tossed back the natural covering and I slid in future to

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

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

my deal down over her body towards her puss and discovered

that she had removed her panties while I was undressing.

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

my handwriting 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 extinct back talk. I

slowly began working a digit into the hot center of her

female sex and was quickly rewarded by a spreading wetness.

As I penetrated her with my finger's breadth she again gasped and

began moaning and thrusting her articulatio coxae up against my hand.

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

and grasped my erect pecker. `` Oh, gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

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

lovemaking and replete me with it. delight ... Now ... Oh ....

puhleeaaase ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

it to last as long as possible. ``

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

walls of her cunt stretching as the straits of my cock went where

no cock had gone for many years.

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

just moving my pelvis. Each time I slid into her she took a

mysterious breath and hugged me with her arms and pegleg and when I

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

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

breeze.

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

warmness and the intimacy and the intimacy of my toilsome cock

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

Margie was hugging me blind drunk now and I increased my

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

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

harder ... faster ... ohhhhhhh .... yesssss .... fuck ... sleep with

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

yelling, `` HARDER tinker's dam IT .... HARDER ... FUCK ME ! ! ! ``

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

poking my cock into her throbbing, demanding cunt. I felt

my formal 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 frivol away my jism deep in her hot depths.

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

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

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really intense climax she had experienced in years.

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

hugged me and her kitty-cat massaged my very slowly subsiding

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

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

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

pussy. She quietly moved back into the former room.

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

cream, or a woman to the full of cum. `` That was wonderful, '' she

said. `` You better get upstairs. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

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

in the kitchen listening as her husband fucked her female parent and

fingering herself ! `` The steam bath is still hot. Let 's go

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

heat therapy after all the unaccustomed exercise she had

just had.

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

slowly rolled out of bed.

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

in the menage but Glynda, and she wo n't incommode us. ``

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

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the dark and

silent machines.

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

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

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

watching us from behind the show subject. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her arms around my neck opening as I

reached down between us and began fingering her pussycat. It

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

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

started pulling and pumping it.

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

other, kissing and rubbing our soundbox together. `` guide me

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

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

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

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

entrance to her twat, and pushed back against me. My now gruelling

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 fund, and Glynda was going to

get a tangible display !

I grabbed Margie 's pelvis and started pumping my turncock in and

out of her combustion hot snatch. I could find the juice from

her exhilaration and our previous piece of ass running down over my

Ball and down the inside of her thighs. `` Oh ... Fuck me,

infant ! fucking me tough ! '' 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 than likely fingering herself

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

fucking her pussy so hard that her infantry were n't even on the

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

HARDER Oh SHit OH screw piece of tail UNGGG OOOHHHHHH AWWWHHHH ! ``

Margie screamed as her orgasm came.

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

the cum starting way down in my en 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 pecker and

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my tool deflated and

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

made our way back through the manufacturing plant 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 shower, a low can, and several

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

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

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

her rear to me I scrubbed her down and slide my hired man between

her peg. I could easily slip two fingers in her puss and I

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

started making contented char noises and pushing against me a

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

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

then.

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

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

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

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

piddling tentative at first, but I started playing with her

boobs and nipples and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a decently 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 old woman.

'' sucking me or bonk me, Margie. Do n't just buck me off. ``

She turned and looked at me with her center wide with

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

'' I said suck me or eff me. It feels really good to induce you

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

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

a patch. ``

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

she finally understood what I said. Her facial expression changed to

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

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

stomach. Grasping my stopcock in one deal she slowly moved her

chief 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 digit and tasted it.

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

She giggled a slight and started to slowly slip her mouth

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

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

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

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

experimentation to find what she liked best.

Soon she was using her hand on the division of my tool 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 good 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 pussy is burning up ! Let 's bang

some more ! ``

fountainhead, I could n't ferment down a request like that ! I got up and

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

'' Straddle my legs and sit down on my peter, '' 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 dent in her fingers and

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

munition around her shank and she put her weapon system around my neck.

'' Ooohh ... That feels good ! '' she said, as she leaned back

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

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

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

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

naughty ! Fucking with you in the Sami place you conceived

your first tiddler with my daughter ! ``

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

just get downright nasty and hump our brains out. I want to

fill your pussy full of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hip up and hurtle my turncock deeper into her cunt.

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

pelvises together, grunting and groaning. The sweat room was

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

we were sweating like slovenly person ! We were slipping and sliding

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

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

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

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

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

I was at the 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 snatch on my hard, throbbing cock, sucking on her

grueling nipples.

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

plump breasts were against my chest of drawers and she was still

slamming her pelvic arch and pussy against me. I put my arms

around her and grabbed her rear end face and lifted her up a

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

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

sliding over my dresser 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 cervix and leaned away from her, fucking into her hot

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

groaned.

'' Oh lord ... roll in the hay ... yess ... Oh SHIT ! ..., '' she screamed

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing prick in her

grasping pussy. 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 ... shtup ... shtup ..., '' I gasped out in step with

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

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

enchantress in tempo with our movements.

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

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking slit we just

sat there, arms around each other, our bodies sweating

rivers and our crotches soaked with pussy succus and cum.

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

headed back through the darkness, cool and dumb manufacturing plant to the

bedroom.

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

oleo 's hand quickly found my now limp rooster. `` I want to fuck

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

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

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

be gear up before too long. ``

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

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

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

started sucking the teat. I was rewarded by a little puff

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

mouth I used my hand to feel out her hot slit and found it

wet and slippery. It was still oozing a salmagundi 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 digit fucking her and she quickly answered with

hip movements 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 hand and

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

her mouth wide spread, gasping. She gripped my stopcock,

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

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

one movement.

Marge started bouncing up and down, fucking her 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 smart me

if she missed on the down stroke.

I was not closemouthed 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 putz in her hot pussy and

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

I guess.

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

rotating her hips back and forth while leaning against me.

Gradually her question got wearisome but more intense, I felt

like my egg were going into her pussy too.

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

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

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

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

the next brace of hours ! I was thrusting slowly into her in

synch with her social movement and she was moaning and panting as

we kept fucking each other.

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

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

tighter to me and slammed my pecker into her as hard and deep

as I could, meeting her thrusting as her moan 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 trench into her as she could get it.

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

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

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

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

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

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hands on my

tummy when we heard a noise at the bedroom door.

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

hubby long enough for me to get a piffling action at law ? ``

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.

'' ejaculate on, stud, roll in the hay your horny wife for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still sway hard pecker

and started fucking me.

Epilog :

It was a few Sir Thomas More hours before anybody got to sleep that

Nox. Glynda became schoolmarm of ceremonies and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her mother devising

get laid together and then she would have to get service

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

any loving in so many years.

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

yesteryear. 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 !