True, I’m Jewish and typically don’t celebrate Christmas, but this ain’t a bad time to start, is it? Especially since you were nice enough to he...p me with the menorah for Hanukkah recently. That was a first for me ... celebrating Hanukkah with so many goyim, including my husband,” Carrie laughed now, “anyway, Merry Christmas.”“And Happy Hanukkah again to you, honey,” Courtney told her with a sloppy French kiss.After all, this wasn’t a normal in-law situation at all. Carrie’s husband, Courtney’s. As I was fucking her, her boobs were bouncing back and forth, and that made me very horny.Me: ‘Ohhhhhhhh mom, your pussy is so soft from the inside maaaa….’Mom: ‘Hmmmmmmm your penis is very hard son, oooooooooohhhhhhhhh, aaahhhhhhh, isssssss, hmmmmmpphhhh, ohhh betaaaaaa’Me: ‘Aahahhhh, maaaaaa, your boobs maaaa, they are bouncing’Mom: ‘Hold them beta, press them, hold my boobs while you fuck me’I adjusted my hands and landed them on the enormous boobs, and I started pressing them while I. "Ditched out, huh? Bad day?" he said, looking at the counter. "Faye?Where's the coffee cake?"The crumb studded plate on the table gave him the answer. He sighed."Fine," he grabbed himself a cola from the refrigerator and sat down."So you going to that party?"Bobbie softened her face and looked at him. The yellow and green were soprevalent, the reds and purples imbuing them with a sickly taint. Shesmelled the detergent and milk again. "Nah, got a work thing. I can missan illegal party now and. I almost felt as if I won her, and she was all mine to do anything I wished. It was finally a challenge I could best, there was a reward to reap right in my arms. And so, as she still struggled, I managed to slip my knee past her legs and began to lean it against her lap. Among her struggling respiration I heard a more acute gasp that she had cut short, trying not to acknowledge the pressure I've been putting on her, and she would try pulling her hips away from me, towards the wall, but I only.