Graham must’ve felt me jump because he jerked up, “what’s wrong?” he asked as he scanned the pitch-black room. “The power went out,” I sai..., my lip trembling. For some reason it always made me cry. Maybe some childhood trauma caused it, but for God knows what reason I get overly emotional. “Shh, shh, it’s gonna be okay,” he said as he pulled my trembling body close, “I’m here and I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.” “Can we just talk for a minute? So I can ease my nerves? Please?” I. . I kept on fucking my wife hard in missionary position. She understood the effect of her mother on me.Though, my lust began to grow on her mother but we never spoke about it apart from while we have sex. We both respected each other.Months later, we went to her parent’s place and had to stay there. That day as there were guests at their home, I had to sleep in her parent’s room. The next day, when I went to bath, I saw bra and panty of my MIL. My dick began to dance after seeing them..Red bra. So, she quickly went into the hallway and got the portable phone. She went back and sat down at her desk and dialed the number that was on her screen.At the other end, the phone started to ring. I took only a few seconds, and then she heard a deep male voice on the other end, saying, "Hello? Lambère residence." Hello, Sir! It's Sandra Le-Croix. Could I speak with Frederik? Please!" Sandra asked."A moment," the man answered and then Sandra could hear him shout, "Frederik! It's for you."After a. Suddenly, she had a spasm and let out a yelp…and then she held my face against her sweet pussy. I could tell that she was sensitive and slowed as her orgasm subsided. I did wonder if she may have faked it but if she did, she sure fooled me. Her pussy was sopping wet. As her breathing came under control, her body went limp. We rested for a few minutes but my cock was hard again. I wanted to give her a break for a couple more minutes…and that’s all I could do because I wanted to have sex with.