I know you love my daughter a lot but do you really love me?”I just took her face near mine and said, “Yes, I love you. To tell you a secret, I fe...l in love with you when I first met you and never had the courage to express it.”Saying this, I placed my lips on hers and tried to kiss her. For a few seconds, my mother-in-law did not respond but started to kiss me back, and it became passionate.We kissed for 10 minutes. She was a good kisser and we both were getting aroused. I asked her if we can. My husband then slid his hand down into my shorts straight to my rapidly moistening pussy where he slipped two fingers in to the hilt. I was melting into him as he pushed my thin white tank top up and off, and unhooked my bra removing it. He knelt down and pushed my shorts and panties down, had me kick them off whereupon he took the panties and helped me back into the shorts. He then put my tank top back on me just as my friend pulled into the drive putting us in the spotlight of his. . I think now would be a good time to give you a description of a more mature and more beautiful woman.Grace's most striking asset was here glorious hair. The only other hair that I have ever seen like it was Maureen O'Hara's in the "The Quiet Man" with John Wayne. My Dad took my brother and I to that movie in 1953. I was only 8 years old, even at that young age she made an impression on me.Grace is unusually tall for a lady, she is right at 6'2" tall. Slender as a reed. Here breasts are almost. I groaned, loving every second of that amazing dick burying into my bowels. My asshole clenched around her, the heat melting to my cunt. It joined the silky delight flowing up my cock from Ingrid's cunt.I pumped away at my daughter's twat. I might knock up my own baby girl. I groaned, that thought setting fires through me. I thrust away hard and fast at my daughter's cunt. I groaned, loving every second of this bliss.“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Pound me, Jolene. Fuck that cock into me!”“God, I.