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Bathroom sex with MIL

She gasped and quickly pulled the towel around her wet, naked body. "What are you doing?" she tersely whispered as she turned her back to him. He closed the door behind him. "Quiet," he whispered back in a low voice, "or they'll hear us." He moved behind her and she tensed up. The towel was gripped in her hands, under her arms pressed against her torso. But it fell at her sides, which exposed her rear. He fixed his gaze on her bare, mature ass and pulled his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free and swelled instantly. She felt it immediately against her. "Adam," she whispered desperately, "no." But his lips were already on her bare shoulder. Her body was already tingling. That place deep inside her, the place where her desires burned hotter than they ever did when she was younger, resonated a lust she couldn't deny. By the time his mouth reached her neck, she was already surrendering herself to it, to him and to the moment she secretly had been fantasizing about for many years. His hands slid along her hips and under the towel. He felt her soft belly, which she pulled inward as his hands explored her. Joyce felt that familiar rush of heat as he pressed his cock against her ass. She was still frozen with fear, but anxious with anticipation of feeling a man inside her again. She rolled her head sideways to allow him to kiss up her neck to her ear. More tingling, this time the surface of her skin. It felt like it spread from her neck down to her breasts and along her legs ...

... straight to her toes. He made her feel like a woman and, at 58, she needed that more than anyone - including her husband - could know. It was about six months ago when the ice was broken between them. He was away on business at a hotel when Joyce sent him an instant message checking up on him. Adam always had a little thing for Joyce, who was sweet, caring and maintained a very womanly figure well into her 50s. She adored him from the first day they met; he was charming, dapper and had a great sense of humor. What they didn't know until that night on instant messenger, is they both had a deviant side they kept to themselves. The conversation started innocently enough, but Adam had a few drinks after dinner and had been looking at porn when she messaged him. For whatever reason, she asked him what he usually wears to bed in hotels when he is by himself. The motivation was, for her, a curiosity that was borne from a talk show she watched that day in which people admitted to sl**ping nude in hotel beds. It made her think of him immediately, which, in her most secret thoughts, turned her on. Adam, just being impish, replied, "Nothing." That got Joyce smiling. Her husband, Sal, had long gone to bed. At their ages, Sal and Joyce hadn't had sex in years. Not even after the k**s left for college. Sal was never much of a romantic and Joyce, who found herself to be too self-conscious to ask for sex, simply suppressed it for many years. Adam married Joyce's daughter and they had two k**s. ...