My mother-in-law has always been a flirty type (brushes up against me and others and says suggestive things, but not to actually follow through). Sh... has always looked great for her age; thin, athletic, narrow hips and small breasts (smaller than my wife’s). I would say “I wish” or “it would be great” in response to her flirtation and she has even said “I’ll bet you want to cum”. A few times I’d brush into her as if to call her bluff and she didn’t pull away. This continued over a few. Yet their bodies always meshed, perfectly. His large hands roved slowly over her nude body, down her shoulders, resting on her breasts, swollen and aroused, over her belly and thighs. His full lips grazed her nipples, first the left, then the right, as she groaned from deep inside. A big man, he was nothing but gentleness itself when making love to his wife. She smiled, he smiled as he gazed into her large blue eyes, sliding quietly over her naked form, spreading his muscular thighs so they. We kissed and caressed each other and I sucked her breasts for some time then I undid her shorts and slid her shorts and panties off together. I stood up and stripped off my shirt and shorts and as I did so I looked down on her black triangle of pussy hair. I got down beside her and spread her legs finding her warm wet pussy lips among the black bush. I slowly licked around her lips and flicked my tongue on her clit. She started to groan a little and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop. By this time his hands were over breast, pressing hard. Wow, I was enjoying. He then removed my t shirt, for which I did not stop him. We both kissing continuously till that time. Removing my t shirt made our lips got separate. But I din want to stop anything. I held him tightly and he started kissing me and pressing my boobs. He then stopped kissing me and said in my ear that we should move to the next level.I did not say anything and gave him signal to go ahead. I don’t want to pull my story.