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Click here"Well," he said, finally. "That's something to think about." He turned toward her and reached out to pull her into an embrace, but not before she snuck her hand in between them, and closed it around his rapidly-thickening cock.
"Well, well," she cooed. "Look at you."
He felt the testosterone and adrenaline surging through him, suddenly even stronger than usual. He quickly rolled Michelle onto her back and moved on top of her. She emitted a surprised, pleased little squeak which excited him. In their dozen or so trysts over her recent visits, he had often been on top, often ended up being vigorous, but he had always been responding to *her* advances.
Suddenly, finally, he had given himself permission to just take her. Her legs were parted, thighs around his hips, but now he put his hands behind her knees and pushed them up to her chest. She uttered another yelp of surprise, gratifying him. He kept his hands on her legs, moving them down the backs of her calves, drawing her ankles up his biceps, positioning them on his shoulders, folding her in half.
He took one hand and reached down to grab his cock, fully turgid now, and position it at the still-slippery opening to her vagina, moving it around with new-found familiarity until he was sure he was settled beneath her pubic bone. Then he rose up off his knees, placing all of his considerable weight on his toes and on the backs of his son's wife's legs below him, and edged forward so her ankles were beside her ears, so her lower back rolled up off the bed, so that when he pushed into her he was going straight down, straight to the center of the earth, like a broken elevator plunging down a shaft.
The noise she made sounded like he had just driven all the air from her lungs. With his cock.
He pulled back out, luxuriating in her silken grip, as if the walls of her pussy were clutching at him, begging him not to leave. He let go of her ankles and placed his hands on the mattress. He could see her pretty face, framed by the delicate curves of the insteps of her feet. He fell into a rhythm, not urgent, but insistent, and very powerful. He could feel his balls settling into the cleavage of her ass with every stroke. He realized that in this position, the one thing he couldn't feel was the hard nub of that little piece of jewelry that caressed her clitoris; but he could *see* it, and that was almost as good.
"Michelle," he practically grunted.
"Yeh -- yes, John."
"Tell your husband he needs to buy some condoms."
- COMMENTS
Regrets9 months agoI thought that John was a bit too restrained in conversation. When he had been assured that Ryan was ok with this in his own way he should have become looser and happier……and set his mind to thinking about how to make this more “real” for Ryan. Having learned that Ryan is wearing a close fitting cage while Michelle is away visiting him, John “gets it” and proposes that Michelle continues to keep Ryan still unsure about whether she had actually done anything at all with his dad. She might return home and tell Ryan that he may no longer fuck her PIV. Instead, she will trap him between her thighs and he can get away that way. Six weeks of such torment later, John visits and Ryan is due home soon. Ryan comes home and discovers John having anal sex with Michelle. He is shocked and is told to make the dinner with the kitchen prepared for him to make a celebration meal, to welcome John. His mind reeling, he makes the meal. The wine allows conversation. Ryan realises it was all true from the beginning.Michelle announces that she intends to continue to fuck John wherever and whenever. John thanks Ryan for his sacrifices and ask what it is like fucking Michelle between her thighs? Ryan sees how close those two are. At the end of the evening John enquires if Ryan is locked in his cage? Having found he is, John suggest that Ryan sleeps in the spare room so that he can fuck Michelle while Ryan is unable. Michelle is delighted when Ryan defers and promises to come to him in the morning. Ryan is restrained with Velcro. In the morning Michelle comes and sits on his face and brings him off with a hand job after releasing his cage.
Anonymousover 1 year agoI think it's time for old man John, and his hot little minx Michelle, to give her poor little husband Ryan, a half brother or sister.
mattenwover 1 year agoIt's clear that the mentally degenerate fans will applaud. But what do you expect from the mentally handicapped? A father who treats his son like this, regardless of whether his daughter-in-law lies to him about it being an adult game, is only one thing: the scum of human society. A woman who treats her husband in this way is a cheap whore who takes advantage of her husband's psychological dilemma to whore around. Actually, the husband needs psychological help and not a whore! But some authors need that too!
