Ernie stood there with a big bunch of roses and a grin as I welcomed him into the room. ‘These are for Ardele,’ he said, ‘and congratulations to...both of you on your wedding and your new son. You must be very happy.’ ‘Thank you, Ernie,’ Ardele said, kissing his cheek. ‘They’re lovely. Sit down and visit for a while. Bobby is asleep in his crib if you want to take a peek.’ Ernie walked quietly over to the crib and looked on the little guy, peacefully unaware of the visitor. ‘Wow, Pat, a son. How. She had lost her husband about two and a half years before. As we watched, without looking at me, she got to saying how she missed her husband. She said she hadn’t had sex in over five years and just couldn’t take it anymore.I'd had a fantasy about fucking and sucking my mother in law ever since I first met her before I married her daughter. Without saying a word, she reached down, took my cock in her hand, and began to stroke it with a sensual rhythm.I started unbuttoning her robe. Her large,. Ivanka continued her exploration of my anus until she was torn violently away, her cry of delight sounding from the mass of bodies, then suddenly muted as all three holes were filed simultaneously. Tiffany and I parted from our kiss, staring heatedly into each other’s eyes, breathing each other’s breath. Her expression was one of alarmed arousal, her red lips agape in twisted pleasure, and her eyes wide. My eyes fell upon the pulsing length of her pulmonary artery, and she bowed her neck to. Her hand snaked between us, rubbing the front of my pants."Too bad we couldn't get together," she whispered in my ear, holding my erection through the cloth. "Maybe when I come back to visit family." Like daughter, like mother?We all stood and waved like Beverly Hillbillies until the Klymonn's smoking station wagon disappeared around the corner.It was about an hour later that a brand new silver crossover vehicle came up the street and turned into the Klymonn's former driveway. A man, a woman.