I kissed her on the lips again. My mother-in-law started moving her hand up and down the shaft of my cock. I had gotten very hard. She looked down at ...y erection, smiled, and mouthed the word ‘Wow’. Just when I started to make a move toward her tits or ass, or something, there was some noise from the kitchen. Someone was getting up from the table. My mother-in-law gave my ass one last squeeze and headed towards her bedroom. I had to get dressed quick. What would my wife think about this. When you got fired, hr cold shoulder turned into a gust of wind as she sped out the door, tossing you a bleached-white smile as she dove headfirst back into the local lesbian scene. Which, honestly, you should have done too.But you'd had it with that city, and maybe it was just your shiftless roots, but you felt that it was time for a change. You shopped around for other jobs and just in time, so that when the magazine finally folded you were already packing your belongings for a trek across. We had been together for almost two years and thou who shall remain nameless was my everything. That day was going to solidify my stance as to where she stood in my life and what I wanted with her. I made my rounds that day with the biggest smile on my heart. The rose petals had been laid out all over the suite. I had dropped the chef the key to the Suite so there was no delay. I went and picked up her dress and my suit for the night. Shit was just too perfect. I had headed back to the house to. He shifted and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy, still wet from my earlier onslaught. He looked up at her with a smile."Please" she begged.He let go. She slid down both our lengths, held up by our arms. She almost yelled as she wrapped her legs around him, bit his neck. She was in ecstasy, filled to the brim with both our cocks, static inside her, until she moved her hips. I felt her slide off of me, almost completely, before arching her back, pushing me all the way inside her.