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s****r in Law (Wifes s****r)

... brunette hair and feel her breasts against my chest. She suddenly began to sob in great heaving gulps. She looked up at me, with a fawns brown eyes. I held her face in my hands, stroking her cheeks, brushing back her hair. "I love you, Ginny." She didnt say a word. She just arched forward, and pressed her lips against mine. Her eyes closed, but almost imperceptibly, her lips parted. I was starting to wonder, it was a very long kiss for b*****r and s****r-in-law, when a hot tongue parted my lips. It was hers. She wanted me. My cock was already straining my shorts. I kissed her back, softly at first, but soon our mouths were mashed together as our tongues worked at each others. She pushed me back on the couch, my back against the arm and my legs still on the floor. She broke the kiss for a moment, a long moment, and just looked at me. The her lips came down again, crushing against me. Her legs were straddling my waist now, and I ran my hands up the outsides of her thighs, feeling their tautness. I slid them back, and had my first contact with that beautiful ass. She murmured in my mouth, just a purr really, but I understood. I slid my hands up her back, beneath her shirt. She was rubbing my hair, my face, my chest. With no bra to stop me, I slid my hands around to her breast, and took a nipple between my fingers in each hand. They were erect and hot. They felt like live nerves in my hands. I twisted slightly and pulled. She moaned in my mouth and then, suddenly, broke our ...

... kiss, stood up, and walked out of the room. I didnt know what to do. I sat bolt-upright on the couch, rubbing my sweaty palms on my thighs. Holy shit. I am in serious trouble here. I should just walk right out now. Except my cock is so hard I can feel it pulsing. Ginny must be in a rage. My wife is going to kill me. My mother-in-law . . .Ugh God. She walked back into the room. She came around the couch and stood in front of me. Naked. The top of her feet tan, her legs lean and brown, her stomach muscles creating an hour glass on her torso, her round tits jutting out towards me, her eyes staring at me, full of lust. She stepped closer, and reached out to grab my hair. "Make me feel like you make Janice feel, Andy." She whispered. "Show me how I should be treated." Her stomach was even with my mouth. I kissed her belly button. I slid my hands around her and kneaded both cheeks of her ass. I looked up at her face. She had dropped her head back and was looking up at the ceiling. I kissed lower, and ran my tongue along the top of her black pubic hair. I could smell her pussy, and I wanted to taste it. I pulled her left leg up, so that her foot rested on the couch next to me and her legs were parted. I slid forward on the couch and ran my tongue lightly from the bottom of her pussy to the top. "Hmmmmmmm. Don't tease me." I ignored her. I teased her carefully with my tongue, just parting her lips and just grazing her clit. She pulled my head in tighter, wanting satisfaction. It was my ...