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

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

treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter

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

about.

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

building occupied by the crime syndicate business organisation. There were two

sleeping accommodation and a smaller apartment on the instant base and a

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

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

Our two girl would use the separate bedchamber if they

came down.

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

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

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

and nonentity 's preparation was as trade good as his, and although he

often said he could wangle 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 town, but it was close

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

on the beach late in the afternoon and keep an eye on the sun go down

and then ramp up a little fire and screw for a couple hr on

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

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

a hike up in the mountains in the morning and then aim 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 flair sauna. A very hot,

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

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

with nearly everyone. In fact my erstwhile daughter was conceived

in it, near as we could figure.

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

were mistaken for sis quite often. Their size and build

were very standardised except that Margie was a little bustier

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

Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, Marge

did it to hide out some gray and look younger. It was hard

to secernate them apart without looking really shut. And in this

lies the tale.

I had been over at the neighborhood tavern for a few time of day

that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few cat

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

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

watching the barmaids running around in their short skirt

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

downstairs flat to see what the panorama for dinner party

were. There were a couple of pots gently steaming on the kitchen stove

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

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

around her and squeezed her tit, and reached down in

strawman of her with my decent hand and cupped her mons pubis and

pussycat and massaged it a lilliputian. She jumped a fiddling and said,

'' Ooohh ! ``

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

for dinner, besides you ? ``

She was breathing a picayune severely 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.

wellspring, I started noticing affair then. Her chest was a

piddling bit larger and softer than Glynda 's and her tummy

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

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

had just begun to work and nibble on. Metal glass physical body !

Oops ! grama wore methamphetamine with metal form and Glynda wore

plastic ! Mea culpa !

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

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

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

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

to the breath.

'' See you at dinner ! '' I said as I made my passing, stagecoach left.

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

sitting way of the little apartment, reading the very

skinny local anesthetic paper.

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

barmaids over there just as sexy as ever ? ``

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

watering golf hole and then related what had transpired with her

female parent in the kitchen.

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

kernel flak ! I 'm somewhat indisputable she has n't had any sex but her

paw since Dad got wan before he died. And maybe not for a

while before then. ``

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

either. In fact she sounded a little foiled when I

left and came upstairs. ``

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

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

Mom tonight ? ``

Many guys would birth fallen over if their wife said anything

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

conference swinger or swappers and we do n't sustain 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 times and

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

ignored. We have an agreement that we discuss each event

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

hoi polloi in our own home plate, unless it is by anterior agreement

and understanding. We do possess an flight clause though. That is

if there are hands on harmonium and the clothes are half off,

do it, and we will discourse it later !

So, I was n't too surprised at what my wife said. `` My, how

you talk, offspring ma'am ! '' I chuckled. `` I did n't realize I had

fucked you to a frazzle. ``

'' I said an fair to middling amount, not a sufficient sum. And I

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

may be some extramarital handkerchief panky tonight you can just

eat my slit for an appetizer. 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 falloff

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

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 party the three of us went into the living room for

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

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

couch reading the paper, I was sitting in the well-off chair

glancing at some fair sex 's magazine publisher that should give been x-rated

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

between my legs. She had been rubbing her read/write head in my crotch

and running her script up and down my ramification all even. I was

getting a trivial inflame, and I noticed that Marge was taking

it all in and squirming around a footling 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 good dinner party, Mom. It is making me

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

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

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

niggling osculation with a lot of clapper and put her hand in my

crotch and gave my stopcock and balls a little squeeze.

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

As Glynda left the flat I noticed that she did not

completely close the door into the hall. `` That picayune

snooper, '' 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 margarin, `` Can

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

'' trusted, '' she said, as she moved over a slight to give me a

little more room.

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

would care 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 short

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

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

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 yearn 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 book binding against

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

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

'' Oh, I do n't bonk, '' she said. `` An old cleaning 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

subdivision 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 char 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 liberal and attractive fair sex. I have

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

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

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

a good deal I love you. ``

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

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

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

'' Dear, Henry Sweet, Margie. Do n't occupy about any of those things.

I will take upkeep of any problem. You only postulate to say one

thing. Just say 'Yes'if you want us to wee-wee eff to each

other tonight. That is all you have to interest about. All you

have to do is say 'Yes'. ``

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

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

her, `` Yes. ``

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

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

and squeezed them gently. She sighed and leaned back against

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

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

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

her ear.

'' Oh, Gene, I love you too ! buss me please. It has been so

long ! ``

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

my left 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 bosom and rubbed her nipples she

sucked my broken lip into her sass and let it go and then

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

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

lip 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 opening and

gave me a full open mouthed candy kiss, sticking her natural language into

my sassing 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 pubis I slid my fingers down over her pussy

until I had her mons pubis under my palm and I could experience the warmth

from her cunt under my fingers. I started massaging her

snatch 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 pussycat with my finger's breadth as she

began thrusting her rose hip up against my hired man. Her legs ranch

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

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

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

felt the first clock time a woman put her helping hand around my shaft !

I could feel her puss getting hotter against my bridge player as I

gently rubbed and massaged her. I began to pore on

the arena over her clit. There was no uncertainty about finding it.

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

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

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

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

put both handwriting over mine and pressed them tightly against

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

her poor people neglected clit.

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

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

again she humped against our hands and shuddered and moaned.

Finally, `` Oh, cistron, favorite, that was terrific ! I love you

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

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

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

look at me to bed. ``

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

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

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

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 bedroom and

as we passed the partially give doorway to the residence I could

hear clothes 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 wide breasts in my deal and hugged her

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

gently squeezed her tits and rubbed her nipples with the

peak of my fingers.

I unbuttoned her blouse, slipping one hand then the other

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

her blouse unbuttoned I slid one sleeve down off her

berm and down her arm then gently pulled it behind her

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

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

her shivering like an energize mare.

I glanced toward the sleeping room 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 female parent and I

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

her snatch 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 feet,

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

up to her falloff and started sliding the pliable waistband

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

out from under her backside and then sighed as my manpower

slipped over her bare cutis 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 strap was released and her

bosom fell disembarrass. I slid the bra off of her weaponry and

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

across her breasts to overlay herself.

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

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

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

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

After doing this various times she relaxed and let me slip

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

tit she sighed and leaned her head back against my

shoulder.

As I kissed her neck opening and shoulder joint and played with her knocker

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

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

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

closer to my cock each time.

My hard-on was sticking straight down my pant leg and I

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

nibbling her neck and running my finger top over her tight

tit when her hand reached my hard rooster. She gasped and

moved her hand slowly up over my hard-on as she slowly

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

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

I tensed a little to piddle it jerk and swell in her hand and

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

spirit like it is alert ! ``

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

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

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

in the dim bedroom I saw a fledged womanhood, body kept in

shape by concentrated body of work every day. Her skin was untanned and the

areolas on her breasts were sorry in contrast, the glowering fuzz

of her slit was a mystic shadow under her blank silk

panties where her legs met her body.

I leaned down and kissed her tummy and began kissing and

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

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

I stood up and unfastened my belt, letting my bloomers slide to

the floor and pushed my boxers down around my articulatio talocruralis. I

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

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

I stepped out of my clothes and pulled my shoe and windsock

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

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

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

my hand down over her consistency towards her pussycat and discovered

that she had removed her panty while I was undressing.

When my manus reached her flaccid bush I covered her twat with

my hand 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 proscribed rim. I

slowly began working a finger into the hot center of her

female sex and was quickly rewarded by a spreading wetness.

As I penetrated her with my finger she again gasped and

began moaning and thrusting her hips up against my hand.

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

and grasped my put up turncock. `` Oh, Gene, '' she moaned, `` I want

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

love and make full me with it. please ... Now ... Oh ....

puhleeaaase ! ``

I moved over her as she spread her peg and pulled her stifle

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

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

in her bridge player 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 legs and clasped them around

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

it to end as long as possible. ``

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

rampart of her cunt stretching as the pass of my cock went where

no cock had gone for many years.

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

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

deep breathing time and hugged me with her arms and legs and when I

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

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

breeze.

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

warmth and the stuffiness and the familiarity of my hard putz

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

Margie was hugging me miserly now and I increased my

speed and military force as I fucked her grasping love burrow. She

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

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

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

yelling, `` HARDER hoot IT .... HARDER ... ass ME ! ! ! ``

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

thrust my dick into her throbbing, demanding pussy. I felt

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

soon. Margie was on her way too, and I picked up the pace.

'' I 'm going to cum, Margie, I 'm cumming ! ``

'' Oh fuck ... yes ... cum ... now ... Now ... NOWWWW ! ! ! ``

As she screamed out her orgasmic pleasure I slammed into her

as far as I could and shot my jism deep in her hot depths.

She felt my dick jumping inside of her and her pussy sinew

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

screamed and moaned and kicked and scratched through the

first really acute sexual climax she had experienced in years.

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

hugged me and her pussy massaged my very slowly subsiding

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

into the kitchen. I could barely make out the shadowy fig

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

pussy. She quietly moved back into the other room.

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

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

said. `` You better get up the stairs. Glynda will be wondering

where you are. ``

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

in the kitchen hearing as her husband fucked her mother and

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

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

hotness 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 house but Glynda, and she wo n't inconvenience oneself us. ``

I opened the threshold from the sleeping accommodation into the mill and put

my arm around Margie, guiding her between the iniquity and

silent machines.

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

front, dimly lit by the street luminousness shining through the

windows. I could barely ca-ca out my horny, voyeuristic wife

watching us from behind the exhibit cases. I stopped

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

passionately. She threw her arms around my neck as I

reached down between us and began fingering her pussy. It

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

in her incision, and she reached down and take hold of my peter and

started pulling and pumping it.

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

other, kissing and rubbing our bodies together. `` ingest me

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

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

supporting herself on a step stool that was sitting side by side to a

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

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

nib 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 store, and Glynda was going to

get a real number appearance !

I grabbed Margie 's hip and started pumping my prick in and

out of her electrocution hot snap. I could feel the succus from

her excitement and our previous shag running down over my

testicle and down the inside of her second joint. `` 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 rouse. I got to the distributor point where I was

fucking her bitch so hard that her metrical foot were n't even on the

storey. `` Oh God ! I 'm cumming dearest, I 'm cumming ! piece of ass me !

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

Margie screamed as her climax came.

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

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

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

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

bitch squeezing me I felt the cum shooting from my neb and

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

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

and me leaning against her butt until my tool deflated and

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

made our way back through the factory to the sauna.

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

high. There was the hummer, a exhibitor, a low stool, and several

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

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

drying cum and exertion from our passion making. As she stood with

her back to me I scrubbed her down and slither my deal between

her legs. I could easily slip two fingers in her cunt and I

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

started making contented womanhood noises and pushing against me a

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

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

then.

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

and sat down. I leaned back in the 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

little tentative at first, but I started playing with her

pinhead and nipple and she relaxed and became a little more

confident.

I started getting a decent erecting after a one-half 60 minutes 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 aphrodisiacal and passionate sure-enough woman.

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

She turned and looked at me with her eyes wide with

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

'' I said suck me or fuck me. It feels really salutary to let you

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

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

a spell. ``

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

she finally understood what I said. Her looks changed to

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

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

stomach. Grasping my cock in one hand she slowly moved her

head over my crotch 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 prick ! ``

She giggled a little and started to slowly slip her sass

over my tilt unvoiced fuck pecker. She got about half of it in her

rima oris and started sucking on me like a lollipop. It felt

really in effect. It felt heavy ! She acted like this was the

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

experiment to observe what she liked best.

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

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

was an ice emollient bar. I thought that it was a skillful thing

that I had fucked her good twice in the last brace of minute

or my cum would be dripping off the cap !

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

some more ! ``

Well, I could n't turn down a postulation like that ! I got up and

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

'' span my legs and sit down on my cock, '' I told her.

She had a gleam in her eye like a little kid who has never

done something before but knows it is going to be a lot of

fun !

She moved over me, gently took my son of a bitch in her fingerbreadth and

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

arm around her waist and she put her arms 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 former

granddaughter was conceived right here this way. ``

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

naughty ! Fucking with you in the same place you conceived

your initiatory child with my daughter ! ``

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

just get rank tight and fuck our mentality out. I want to

satiate your pussy fully of cum ! ``

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

rotated my hips up and lunge my cock deeper into her cunt.

We leaned back in each early '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 lips. 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 feel of a hot,

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

difficult nipples.

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

plump breast were against my chest and she was still

slamming her renal pelvis and pussy against me. I put my branch

around her and grabbed her fag cheeks 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 titty were slipping and

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

her cunt every metre 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

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

groaned.

'' Oh Jehovah ... fuck ... yess ... Oh shucks ! ..., '' she screamed

as she leaned back and buried my throbbing pecker in her

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

just pushing harder and relaxing a short then pushing

harder, already as tightly and deeply coupled as we could

get.

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

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

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

siren in tempo with our movements.

After what seemed like half an hour of my cock pounding and

pumping jism into her hot squeezing, sucking kitty we just

sat there, weaponry around each former, our bodies sweating

rivers and our crotches soaked with purulent juice and cum.

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

headed back through the dark, cool and soundless manufactory to the

bedroom.

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

margarin '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 cook before too long. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This brought a gasp and Margie thrust her hip towards my

hand and forced my digit into her cunt all the way.

'' You like that ? '' I asked.

'' Unh Huh ! '' she gasped.

I started finger fucking her and she quickly answered with

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

squeezed them with her twat muscles so tight it nearly hurt.

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

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

of it.

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

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

her sassing wide open, gasping. She gripped my cock,

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

lowered herself, taking my dick 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 hip joint to hold on 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 hours, and I think margarin was just as gladiola,

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

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

I guess.

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

rotating her pelvic girdle back and Forth River while leaning against me.

Gradually her move got slower but more vivid, I felt

like my balls were going into her cunt too.

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

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

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

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

the adjacent duad of hours ! I was thrusting slowly into her in

synch with her movements and she was moaning and panting as

we kept fucking each other.

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

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

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

as I could, meeting her thrusts as her groan 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 bass into her as she could get it.

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

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

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

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

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

sopping wet snatch.

She was leaning just slightly forward with her hands on my

stomach when we heard a noise at the chamber door.

'' wellspring, female parent ! Do you think you could block off screwing my

husband long enough for me to get a lilliputian action at law ? ``

It was Glynda ! And she was severe bare ! Margie squealed with

surprise and superfluity and rolled off of me, away from

Glynda. Glynda them jumped up on the bed, straddling my

rose hip, and grabbed my cock.

'' ejaculate on, stud, fuck your ruttish married woman for a while ! '' she said

as she quickly lowered herself onto my still rock punishing pecker

and started fucking me.

epilogue :

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

night. Glynda became mistress of ceremony and directed the

activities. She kept horny watching me and her mother fashioning

have it off together and then she would have 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 call Margie more often than in the

past. And sometime Margie would promise and ask if I could come

down for the weekend and aid her with `` affair '' around the

manufactory. I never turned her down !