My wife seemed to accept it as just the way it was, and I always honored my wife's wishes not to "make a big deal" of it.I heard the shouting before I...even got into the house. Once inside, I was able to quickly trace the sounds to our bedroom at the top of the stairs. What I saw next stopped me in my tracks. There on the bed was my mother-in-law, squealing in what I could only assume was pain as the nipples on her soccer ball size tits were being pulled upward by her daughter. The squeal was. Once I was done coming, I looked down at her and said, "You're going to need a lot of practice."Her face drenched and her eyes betraying her, even as she tried to appear strong, "I'm not doing that ever again."I laughed, "First, it was obvious you fucking loved eating me out and second, I bet your cunt is soaked." Trust me, it's not," she denied, rolling her chair away."Show me," I said, calling her bluff."I'm not showing you." Tell you what," I began, confident I was right. "If your cunt is. That said...”“That said, he still hates us, your mom and me,” said Blake.“He didn’t say that, but he did say that there was a lot of bad water flowed under the bridge. But he also said that he is able to see himself as able to be polite, if that’s the right word, toward the two of you. And given everything I now know; I can see where he is coming from there too.”“We do too,” said Ava. “Oh yes we do.”“Dad, you will give me away. And he is good with that, well, he was after we talked. And, like I. I continued to sit back and watch the perverted scene around me and I was looking right at Juanita when Bud came in her mouth. Her back arched up and she started gagging and fighting to pull away.As soon as she was out from between Bud’s legs she put her head down and threw up. There wasn’t much in her stomach. Mostly just that little bit of cum had just been shot down her throat.Bud kicked her away and Vern went over and grabbed the rope. He pulled her over to the log he had been sitting on.