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My Horny Mother-In-Law My mother-in-law gave me quite the shock yesterday. I went over to my in-laws to pick up my father-in-law for a round of golf. He answered the door, but was soon headed to the garage to look for some extra balls. I strolled into the kitchen where my mother-in-law was washing dishes. She wore a robe over her nightgown. When she saw me, she came over for what I thought was a typical greeting. The “typical greeting” consisted of her saying, “give your old mother-in-law a kiss”, then a quick hug with cheek-to-cheek kiss. This time, however, as I went for the cheek-to-cheek kiss, she insisted, “No. Give me a proper kiss.” At this point, she locked her lips onto mine.My mother-in-law is in her sixties with large tits that expectedly sagged, but pictures of my mother-in-law show a very, attractive younger woman. She was hot when she was younger.For a split second, I stood rigid in shock as my mother-in-law kissed my lips. After that split second, my lustful instincts took over, and I kissed her back. My arms pulled her tight and my hands caressed her back. When she opened her mouth to accept my tongue, I became more aggressive and pushed her back against the kitchen counter. I pulled open her robe and squeezed her tits with my hands. She responded by kissing me with ferocious lust, and grabbed my ass, pulling my crouch against hers. My hard cock dry humped her old pussy while my right hand released her left tit from the nightgown. I fondled her bare tit. I tweaked and pulled on her hard nipple (at least three quarters of an inch!), and kissed her neck. She kept pulling my crouch against hers. My left hand had just reached under her nightgown to finger her pussy when we heard the door to the garage close. We quickly separated and tried to attain a state of normalcy. My mother-in-law replaced her exposed tit and re-tied her robe then quickly exited the kitchen to her bedroom. My cock was pressing hard against my shorts and my breathing was still heavy when my father-in-law said he was ready.
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   It had been a few weeks since my last encounter with my Mother-In-Law,but I had not been able to get her out of my mind.  Growing increasinglylustful for her, I waited impatiently for an opportunity to be alone withher again.  On a cool Fall morning, my Father-In-Law took my wife and kidsto the golf course while I feigned work.  Knowing they would be gone for acouple hours at least, I immediately ran (well, I jogged) over to myMother-In-Law’s house.   Sweaty and horny, I rang the bell.  She initially had a look of surpriseas she opened the door, but I quickly sensed she was reading the intent inmy eyes.  She was wearing a long, linen dress that buttoned down themiddle. She had her hair fixed and make up on, but was bare foot.  As Imentioned, I was dripping from sweat in my workout clothes.  My face washot from the run and with desire for this older woman, who was the motherof my wife.   She invited me in and offered me a drink.  She poured two glasses ofwhite wine.  Wine was odd because it was 9 in the morning and because Ididn’t think she drank.  Suprises, surprises.  After a few sips and smalltalk, I made my move.   I stepped toward her and reached for her hand.  We interlocked fingers,she took a final sip (ok, it was actually a swig) of wine, and we leanedinto each other.  Our lips, wet from the wine, felt slippery as theypressed against each other.  Soon our lips parted and we kissedpassionately in the kitchen.

My Horny Mother-In-Law

My mother-in-law gave me quite the shock yesterday. I went over to my in-laws to pick up my father-in-law for a round of golf. He answered the door, but was soon headed to the garage to look for some extra balls. I strolled into the kitchen where my mother-in-law was washing dishes. She wore a robe over her nightgown. When she saw me, she came over for what I thought was a typical greeting. The “typical greeting” consisted of her saying, “give your old mother-in-law a kiss”, then a quick hug with cheek-to-cheek kiss. This time, however, as I went for the cheek-to-cheek kiss, she insisted, “No. Give me a proper kiss.” At this point, she locked her lips onto mine.

My mother-in-law is in her sixties with large tits that expectedly sagged, but pictures of my mother-in-law show a very, attractive younger woman. She was hot when she was younger.

For a split second, I stood rigid in shock as my mother-in-law kissed my lips. After that split second, my lustful instincts took over, and I kissed her back. My arms pulled her tight and my hands caressed her back. When she opened her mouth to accept my tongue, I became more aggressive and pushed her back against the kitchen counter. I pulled open her robe and squeezed her tits with my hands. She responded by kissing me with ferocious lust, and grabbed my ass, pulling my crouch against hers. My hard cock dry humped her old pussy while my right hand released her left tit from the nightgown. I fondled her bare tit. I tweaked and pulled on her hard nipple (at least three quarters of an inch!), and kissed her neck. She kept pulling my crouch against hers.

My left hand had just reached under her nightgown to finger her pussy when we heard the door to the garage close. We quickly separated and tried to attain a state of normalcy. My mother-in-law replaced her exposed tit and re-tied her robe then quickly exited the kitchen to her bedroom. My cock was pressing hard against my shorts and my breathing was still heavy when my father-in-law said he was ready.

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  It had been a few weeks since my last encounter with my Mother-In-Law,
but I had not been able to get her out of my mind.  Growing increasingly
lustful for her, I waited impatiently for an opportunity to be alone with
her again.  On a cool Fall morning, my Father-In-Law took my wife and kids
to the golf course while I feigned work.  Knowing they would be gone for a
couple hours at least, I immediately ran (well, I jogged) over to my
Mother-In-Law’s house.

  Sweaty and horny, I rang the bell.  She initially had a look of surprise
as she opened the door, but I quickly sensed she was reading the intent in
my eyes.  She was wearing a long, linen dress that buttoned down the
middle. She had her hair fixed and make up on, but was bare foot.  As I
mentioned, I was dripping from sweat in my workout clothes.  My face was
hot from the run and with desire for this older woman, who was the mother
of my wife.

  She invited me in and offered me a drink.  She poured two glasses of
white wine.  Wine was odd because it was 9 in the morning and because I
didn’t think she drank.  Suprises, surprises.  After a few sips and small
talk, I made my move.

  I stepped toward her and reached for her hand.  We interlocked fingers,
she took a final sip (ok, it was actually a swig) of wine, and we leaned
into each other.  Our lips, wet from the wine, felt slippery as they
pressed against each other.  Soon our lips parted and we kissed
passionately in the kitchen.

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