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I could feel my orgasm building and he told me to cum on his cock, I kept on bouncing up and down on his cock until I felt my orgasm erupting inside of me and exploding all over his cock. My husbands father in law pushed his fingers in and out of my ass and his big hard cock in and out of my newlywed pussy. I couldn’t help making so much noise, I hadn’t felt pleasure like this in a long time. I moaned out in pleasure and told him to keep going that I was going to cum. How did he know I loved that? His son never touched my ass. He then moved his hand to my ass and spread my cheeks, thrusting two of his fingers into my ass. He grabbed at my breasts as I steadied myself with my hands on his chest, I kept on riding him as hard as possible, taking his whole cock in and out of my pussy. I could see myself in the reflection on their TV, it was hot. I thrust back and forwards before turning round and riding him in reverse cowgirl. I was desperate to cum and I knew he was too. I then stood up and straddled him, riding him as hard as I possibly could.
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I couldn’t believe I was blowing my father in law and tasting my own pussy juices. I looked up at him, my eyeliner smudged under my eyes, my breasts out and bouncing with each thrust into my mouth. We were ravishing one another, as he got to my breasts I suddenly gasped and covered them, this was my father in law after all and then he washed over me that this was OK and I was very horny. He jumped from where he was sitting and began kissing at my neck, using his hands to undress me. I told him this was wrong but he told me he didn’t care. He moved in closer to me and moved his hand down my cheek and across my breasts, I sat completely still and just laughed. He looked down at my hand and then back at me, he told me he knew all about masturbating by himself and smiled. I decided touch his leg as I told him more of my worries, gently riding it up his thigh as I told him just how hard it was to have to masturbate by yourself every night. He watched me intently as I explained my troubles and that’s when I realised that I was so turned on, talking about his own son to him was doing things to me and I couldn’t resist my next moves. We had drank one too many cocktails and finally the topic had moved to my marriage, I began to confide in my husbands father and I even let him in on our lack of sex. We had been sitting in his living room for a few hours, it was the golden hour as the sun was leaving its last bit of sunlight behind and letting it shine through their large bay windows.