If you have read my earlier post you know that I have given my MIL "accidental" glimpses of my dick in the past. Well this past weekend the next level...finally happened. My MIL was coming to stay with my wife for the weekend. My wife had been away on a trip with friends the previous week. My wife's plane was scheduled to return Friday evening. My wife missed her plane on Friday and had to wait for a return flight Saturday morning. My MIL had already began driving to our house for the weekend. Her traitorous body was full of lust and was mine for the taking. I sensed the limo slow down even more and was sure George was rapt with attention as I put on a symposium in seduction for him. My cock was screaming to take the place of my tongue and every fiber of my body was burning for release. We traveled a few more miles until I felt I couldn’t wait any longer. Judy was panting and mewing in delight as I pulled off the rest of her clothes and lay her on her back across the soft leather the. That's for flatlanders. I like slow, close dancing. Real slow and real close," she murmured suggestively, fluttering her eyelids.Now it was my turn to laugh out loud. "You are a tease, young lady. Do your parents know about your naughty ways?" Nope. It's my dirty little secret."The dinner was lovely and as advertised, the Osso Bucco was very good. We chatted about ourselves a fair amount. I learned that she was the "brains" of the tire store and that the older man that had looked after my tire. " "This is one girl who ought to," he growled playfully, caressing her with cold fingers and laughing at her soft squeal of mock protest at their chill. "Besides, I promised you something extra special, didn't I?" "Listen, buster," she said severely, unknotting his tie, "I've been around, I have. I know you guys. All blow and no show, most of you." "Most of us?!" He pretended outraged surprise. "Just who else have you been entertaining up here wench?" "Only the milkman, the postman, the gasman,.