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I had been craving my mother-in-law for years. My wife and I have an excellent sex life, but there was always something about her mom. I loved going swimming at my in-laws’ house, trying to see as much as I could of her pillowy cleavage. I waited for her to wade in, to watch the mini-skirt of her swimsuit float, revealing her luscious thighs and driving me wild with my cravings. My wife used to notice that I would always fuck her harder when we got back from swimming. I told her it was the exercise. One weekend, I found myself presented with an opportunity. My wife’s parents had planned to go camping, but I was scheduled to work all weekend. Fortunately for me, my mother-in-law, Lori, had a doctor’s appointment early Saturday and would also not be able to attend. I didn’t masturbate or fuck my wife for two weeks; I knew what I planned to do and I was going to drench this woman in my sperm. I waved goodbye to my wife and her dad as they drove off with the kids and dogs to the campground. Since it was later in the day Friday, Lori and I headed inside to have a few beers and eat some food. I spent all evening impressing her with my cooking skills, and she spent all evening drinking. As it became dark, she asked if I could fix her computer before I went home. I willingly agreed. I sat at the computer, taking note of how slowly it was running and removing all the ridiculous almanbahis programs that people install. She leaned over the chair, her ample breasts hanging close to my face… I couldn’t help but sneak a peek. My neglected cock surged with pleasure and I shifted my weight in the chair so that Lori wouldn’t notice my throbbing erection. “How does all this crap get on here?” she asked. “Someone is visiting sites and downloading all this bad software,” I replied, trying to explain the problem simply. “We can just look at the history and see where people keep going.” My plan immediately changed when I opened the browser history. It seemed that each morning before leaving for work, my father-in-law watched porn online. That in itself was enough to be unsettling, but some of the titles were incredibly hot (and some I even recognized): “Mature MILF banged by son in law.” “Hot older lady fucked by young cock.” “Mature woman sucking and fucking young son-in-law.” My eyes went wide, scrolling through the list of videos. I didn’t move, not knowing what to do next. “Wow,” Lori said simply. “Sorry,” I replied, and minimized the window. “I didn’t know that stuff was there.” Lori stood, silently, staring at the computer screen. She finished off the beer in her hand, tossed the can in the trash, and leaned back down. “What happens in these videos?” she asked. I knew at almanbahis yeni giriş that moment that it was only a matter of time before I’d be driving my cock deep into this luscious woman’s pussy. I just had to keep the momentum going. I went back to the window and pretended to click a random movie. In reality, I chose one involving a mother and her son-in-law. She watched the video, motionless, barely breathing. She watched as the woman slid the guy’s cock into her mouth, taking it all the way down her throat. She gasped slightly when he penetrated her, devouring the image of his rod disappearing into her wet slit. We watched the whole video together, right up until the guy pulled his cock out and splashed white cum all over the woman’s body. The woman gyrated in ecstasy on the bed, and the video faded out. Lori stood up, and smiled. “Wow, I didn’t know he was in to that stuff,” she mentioned. I stood, surreptitiously using my shirt to cover the spot on my shorts where my pre-cum had leaked a giant puddle. “Well, I guess you should get home,” she said. I walked slowly away, thinking I had ruined my chance. I gave her a hug goodbye, which, to my surprise, she held onto long after I expected. I always gave her a little kiss when I left, but this time I was practically climaxing in anticipation of it. She pulled back slightly and I leaned in to kiss almanbahis giriş her. I gave her the customary less-than-one-second kiss, pulled back, and looked into her eyes. It was now or never. I leaned in again and kissed her. She didn’t resist. Her lips were wet with lipstick and I ran my tongue over hers. I pulled her closer, sliding my hands down to just above her round and supple ass, and let her tongue glide into my mouth, tasting her in a way I had only fantasized about. We broke from the kiss suddenly, and she smiled at the ground. “I could hang out a little longer…” I trailed off. “I have to get ready for bed,” she replied, and went to her room to change into her nightgown. I walked out the front door, excited and disappointed. I went to turn on my car, but had forgotten my keys. I strolled back inside, only to find my mother-in-law reclining on the couch in her nightgown, her fingers finding their way across her perfectly pink pussy. She jumped when she saw me. “I thought you left!” she gasped, and smiled at me, using a pillow to cover her pussy. “I forgot… my keys,” I stuttered, and walked towards her; my keys were on the table next to her head. I grabbed my keys in one hand, and leaned down and kissed her. With my left hand, I ran my fingers across her belly, my tongue discovering her mouth. Slowly, she lessened her grasp on the pillow, and eventually let go, putting one hand around my waist and the other grabbing my forearm. I opened my eyes when I felt her grasp relax, and looked down at her trembling thighs; her nightgown had slid up to her waist, revealing her ample, but sexy, bush.
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