With one final thrust I slammed my cock deep into the old girl unloading a jet of hot semen into her aging cunt. This was quickly followed by a few more as my twitching balls emptied into her.
"You dirty fucker!" she moaned.
"Now Sheila be nice." I said keeping my hand firmly on her back.
I had her bent over the kitchen table, skirt up and knickers down, stretched between her knees. As I pulled out spunk dripped from her pussy into her knickers and onto the kitchen floor. My cock was glistening with her juices and my cum and also dripping. My jeans and boxers were round my ankles. Keeping her bent over I pushed two fingers into her freshly fucked pussy.
"Christ you're wet." I told her.
"Not surprising, the load you've just shot up me." was Sheila's reply.
I started to finger fuck her hard and fast. My fingers squelching into the mess I had created.
"Come on, let it go." I instructed her.
"Oh fucking christ!" Sheila yelled before releasing a jet of warm fluid soaking my hand and adding to the mess in her knickers and on the kitchen floor.
"Good girl." I said releasing the pressure on her back allowing Sheila to stand up.
With my dry hand I reached round and pulled her against me, gripping tightly to her ample breast. My now less than hard cock resting between her butt cheeks. I pushed the fingers I'd just fucked her with into her mouth. She didn't resist and sucked our combined juices off them.
Sheila was my mother in law and until today I'd never even contemplated fucking her. I'd popped round to drop in a book my wife had finished reading. When I got no answer at the front door I went round to the kitchen door and looking through the window I saw Sheila on her knees sucking Derrick from next door's cock like a pro. Obviously I watched as she brought him to climax and swallowed every drop. Thats when I had the idea.
"What would Brian say?" I asked her.
"You wouldn't tell him?" she pleaded.
"I might." I replied.
"Don't it'd break his heart." she begged.
"Well," I said "if you let me have you, in all holes then I promise I won't tell him."
"I don't do all holes." Sheila objected.
"Well then Brian might just find out who you do two of them with."
I took Sheila's silence to be compliance and she didn't put up much resistance to being bent over the kicthen table. The dirty slut came twice before I emptied my load.
I had just started fingering her pussy again when we heard the car door slam. Sheila quickly pulled up her sodden knickers. I couldn't help but chuckle as I pulled up my jeans.
"Only two more to go Sheila." I laughed.
"Very funny." She said grabbing a cloth to wipe the floor with.
She'd just thrown it in the sink as the kitchen door opened.
"Hi Brian." I greeted my father in law.
"Alright Curtis." Brian replied "What brings you here?"
"Just dropping off a book for Sheila, Michelle was sure she'd like it."
"You stopping for some dinner?" Brian asked.
"No I better get back Michelle will have the dinner on at ours."
"Don't forget you're round here for dinner on Saturday evening."
"Looking forward to it Brian." I replied "Want us to bring anything? Perhaps something to drink?" I smiled at Sheila. She did her best not to scowl.
"Well best be going, as I said Michelle's got the dinner on."
"Good to see you Curtis." Brian replied.
"I'll see you out." Sheila said following me to the front door.
At the front door I gave Sheila a hug and a kiss on the cheek like nothing had happened.
"That was a bit too close." she whispered in my ear.
"But you bloody loved it." I told her.
She just looked at me as she closed the door.
That evening I contemplated telling Michelle about my adventures with her mother. Brian and Sheila have no idea of the kind of relationship their daughter and I have, open doesn't even begin to cover it. After today I'm starting to see where Michelle gets it from.
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Saturday came around and Michelle and I were getting ready. My wife was sitting in at the dressing table applying her make up in just lacy black bra and panties and for reasons best known to her stockings and suspenders. My cock was twitching and I could have fucked her there and then, but I was hoping to continue my mission with her mum during the evening.
"We're only going to your parents you know." I reminded her.
"I know, but you've got to be ready for any opportunity." she replied smiling.
"Yeah Derrick from next door might pop by to borrow a cup of sugar." I said.
"For all you know he might be hung like a cart-horse." Michelle continued.
I just laughed. I could have told her I knew exactly how he was hung and that his cock fitted nicely in her mum's mouth. For a brief moment I relived seeing Sheila swallowing hard as Derrick pumped his seed down her throat. Realising my cock was rising again I left the bedroom and headed downstairs telling Michelle I'd wait for her in the lounge.
After what seemed like an age Michelle appeared looking stunning. Simple black dress and I knew what was underneath. Regardless of what happened this evening I'd be enjoying unwrapping that later.
"Will I do?" she asked.
"Fuck yes!" I replied as we left the house.
Even though her parents only live a couple of streets away I went to get in the car.
"Let's walk." Michelle said "Then we can both have a drink."
"Or we could just leave the car there." I suggested.
"Good call." Michelle agreed.
A few of minutes later we're ringing on her parents doorbell. Sheila came to the door and I was immediately struck by how hot she looked. A tight fitting top pushed her bulging breasts up and together. Perfect for spraying my spunk over I thought. Her neat little skirt showed off her still flat tummy and legs far too good for a woman of her age.
"You look fabulous mum." Michelle said leaning in to kiss her.
"Oh get away with you!" Sheila said. "Come on in you two we'll get some drinks in the lounge before I dish up."
Moving into the lounge we found Brian there, glass of wine in hand.
