Old&Young My widowed father in law - Part 3

It was Saturday morning and I was on my way to see Georg, my father-in-law. I had agreed with my husband that he would pick me up there around 11:30 a.m. Since he has a key to the apartment, he doesn't want to ring the doorbell, and he actually hoped to "catch" his father and me or possibly watch us. When I came out of the bathroom, Marcus whistled through his teeth with a suggestive grin. I was wearing an ultra-short, black leather mini, with black fishnet hulls and a pair of panties that were actually too wide, which I had unfortunately bought in the wrong size. Around the top I was wearing a velvet blouse with very transparent inserts in the right places, today of course without a bra. Besides, I had myself beautifully made up and painted my nails red. My father-in-law received me at the door when I went up the three steps. He immediately closed the door behind me and greeted me with a "Hello Julia". The slight tremor in his voice was clearly audible. "Nice that you're here". He hugged me, pecked me on the cheek and held me longer than usual. "Yes, I'm happy too," I replied and leaned against him. My father-in-law grabbed my bum with both hands and squeezed it. "What have you planned for today"? I looked up at him and grinned. "Hmmm, let's see. I'll find something to polish," I said, somewhat ambiguously. I turned around, but he left his hands where they were, brushing the front of my skirt. I smiled at him again and went into the living room. There I sat in an armchair and looked up at him. "If I'm not mistaken, your bed should be made up again". He grinned, looked into my clipping and said that it would be a really good idea.
I grinned back, opened a button on my blouse and pulled it, without his noticing, a little forward, so that he had an even deeper insight. "In any case, I can't get my blouse wet, and besides, you could come with me and tell me which bed linen you would like to have on". Georg agreed and could hardly avert his gaze laughing at and made my way upstairs. Georg followed me and sat in his bedroom in an old wicker chair, from where he could see me exactly. I leaned over the bed to pull it off. Grinning inwardly, I had to admit to myself that my husband was probably right when he said I was a naturally horny piece of fuck. I was kneeling in the middle of the bed and Heinz had a close look at me only two meters in front of him. I purposely lifted my bum a little and turned to face him. I saw his slightly glassy expression in his eyes and how he rubbed his hand over the crotch of his pants. "Do you see what you wanted to see"? I asked my father-in-law and made a hollow back, which pushed my skirt up a little further than I actually wanted. Now he had a very close eye on my almost bare bottom with the panties that were much too wide. "God that´s hot," he whispered to himself. It seemed like I shouldn't hear that, but I heard it and it turned me on. Yes, I felt like playing this little game with my own father in silence.
Georg, who was still looking at my tiny ass, didn't notice that I was undoing two more buttons on my blouse. The fitted sheet was pulled in on the headboard, now I turned in bed so that I could pull in the sheet at the foot of the bed. The buttocks already stretched up quite a long way, the upper body bent forward, I was close. My breasts hung down through my blouse, which was now almost completely open. Georg could now clearly see them swinging and swinging at the short distance to him. Impatience spread to him. He got up and came to my bed. Since I was kneeling at the very front on the edge, with my blouse wide open and my skirt slipped up, he could comfortably touch my breasts and buttocks. I lifted my head, saw his crotch right in front of my nose, and saw the bulge in his pants. I felt my arousal and that my pussy was about to get wet.
My head stretched forward, with my hand I touched his already clearly swollen penis through his pants. He sighed softly. I lowered my head towards his lump and nibbled at his hard strap, top to bottom and back again, yes, I was chewing on his cock through his pants. Groaning softly, my husband's father pushed towards me and squeezed my breasts tighter. I chewed his cock through his pants and the thought of what my husband was going to say suddenly drove me crazy. When I started to stimulate him with my hands, he asked for more. "Unpack it, oh God, open my pants, please," he demanded of me. I took another bite, "Later" I answered him. "Work before pleasure". Then I crawled out of bed and without closing my blouse I gathered up the laundry and went downstairs to the bathroom. Georg, always only two steps behind me, put his arms around me and gently stroked my breasts again, irritating my nipples. "Sorry," he said softly in my ear, "but you're just driving me crazy. I haven't seen anything like it in a long time."
And grinning, he added "and never seen anything so hot". Leaning forward to fill the washing machine, I already suspected what was going to happen, yes, exactly, my father-in-law was standing very close behind me. I purposely pushed my bum back, rubbing it back and forth on his crotch, and felt his bulge in my pants. Georg gave me a light pat on the bottom. "You little bitch," he laughed. Then he pushed his two hands under my skirt and massaged my ass cheeks, traced the contours, pressed his fingers forward until he had reached my throbbing pussy. Like last time, he played There was only a groan from my throat. Oh god, that was a nice feeling. But just as suddenly the fingerfucking stopped by Georg. He withdrew his hand and pulled me back up. He saw my questioning look and grinned at me. "Work before pleasure"!!! I was flabbergasted. The cunt juice dripped down my thighs and it just stopped. "Well wait, it'll take its toll," I replied with a grin. On the way back to the kitchen, I looked at the clock with a shock. It was just before 11:30 a.m., my husband should be there soon. I told Georg that only the dishwasher had to be switched on and then I would be done. I took the sides of my blouse and "clamped" them to the left and right of my chest so that my bust was really nice and free. I licked the tip of my tongue lasciviously over my red make-up upper lip. I consciously chose the kitchen for our "little game". Firstly, it was nice and big, secondly, you could see it wonderfully from the garden and you had an excellent view from the living room. And the big sturdy kitchen table was definitely not to be sniffed at. So I went to the dishwasher and opened it. With my legs to one side and a hollow back, I bent down to put the basket away. Of course, my skirt slipped up so far that my father-in-law could see my almost bare bum again. I bent down even lower, turned my head and smiled at him, then slowly put the dishwasher basket away. Georg stepped behind me and put his hands on my hips. I stopped, now I wanted to last until the end. My panties were still soaking wet, I literally leaked. Georg went slowly on my knees and took off my panties. "Can I keep it again?" he asked me. The horniness in his voice could be heard clearly. All of a sudden, a flash of lightning flashed through my open gaping pussy: My father-in-law had stuck his tongue in my notch and drove upwards from below, licked my rosette and licked a piece down to my cunt again. "Ohhhhhh God" was all that came out of my lips, a deep, throaty growling Ohhhhh God. My father-in-law pulled my cheeks apart a little and spat on my tight little hole, then pushed his tongue in. I was almost breathless.
Still kneeling behind me, he spread his thumb and fucked me with his fingers so fast and hard. "Yeah, ohh God, yeah, please go on," I moaned. "Lick me Heinz, lick my cunt". I spoke louder than I actually had to, hoping my husband is there and can hear us. And he licked me, and how he licked me. Only with the thumb, then with three fingers in my cunt he fucked and licked me to the climax. "I'm coming," I shouted out of myself. This time not that my husband can hear it, but because I almost burst. "I'm coming Georg" then I almost collapsed. The orgasm shook me, my eyes went almost black. At that moment I was just a piece of hot meat that wanted to be satisfied. Georg wanted to pull me upstairs. "No," I said to him. "Now it's your turn" and knelt on the floor. Despite his pants it was clear to see how his cock must have reached full size by now. I put my hands on it and rubbed it a couple of times. Then I undid the belt and button and unzipped the zipper. With relish I freed my old father-in-law's tail from his pants.
Then I pulled, no, I ripped his underpants and pleated trousers down to the ankles as quickly as possible. His giant hammer was bobbing up and down before my eyes. I had not only seen but also had many cocks. But that was a very impressive part, which I have seldom seen. It was long, very long. I wasn't sure how long, but it seemed like it was huge. And he was thick, thick, and gnarled, and thickly veined. His glans was bare, swollen and discolored red. Oh god it was my father-in-law's cock, yes my husband's father's cock, I wanted it. No, I had to have. I licked the bottom of the shaft up, back to his testicles and back up to the glans. Then I licked around his glans, sucked a little on the tip. Georg only breathed "madness, oh damn it is nice. Nobody has done that for years". He had to stand against the kitchen table lean, so his knees shook. Then I put my lips over his cock and started sucking him with all the tricks of the trade. I licked and sucked on his glans, nibbled on his old hard shaft, bit his balls gently, sucked his sack in my mouth. Then I collected some saliva in my mouth, looked up, directly into his eyes, and spat it all on his twitching pipe. My father-in-law just howled. I thought to myself that he would like it, otherwise he wouldn't have done it with me. I licked it again, collected further and spat it on the tail again. I hit his stomach, wanking him with one hand, the other holding his balls, rolling gently I sucked the spit from his stomach. My father-in-law rolled his eyes, moaned, whimpered, moaned with lust. I had to admit that I've never tried so hard to suck a dick. And then it was my father-in-law's too. I took his cock, pushed it as deep as I could into the throat, and then tried to lick the trunk with my tongue. Then I released it from my mouth, slowly let my saliva drip onto its strap.
"Yeah, oh god you're so fucking hot," gasped Georg. "Please take it slow, otherwise it'll come to me right away". I could see out of the corner of my eye how my husband waved to me behind a wall ledge through the window. I had totally forgotten that. Oh damn yeah, now I was ready, Today was supposed to be the day I would give both of them the show of their lives. I got up and told Georg to sit on the kitchen table. I pulled my skirt down and my blouse, now just standing in front of my 79 year old father-in-law in hold-up stockings. "You damn awesome piece" Heinz breathed at me. I bent down and picked up my panties, pulled them through my very wet pussy a few times. Then I threw it at my father-in-law. "You wanted my panties" I said and went back to his old, still hard cock.
Wanking quickly and massaging the eggs with the other hand, I spat again on his glans. "Yeah, you make me horny S ..." he said to me. When he paused I asked him "What? What am I? Tell me you old horny fuckbuck" and rubbed his cock over my cunt. I took a step closer to him. "You are a horny little bitch" he said. At that very moment I spat at him again, the saliva nicely on his right nipple. "You horny buck" I gasped. Sticking out my tongue to lick it off again. Before that I bit his nipple, short and hard, then I started licking again. At the same time I jerked off his cock continued, ran my hand only over his glans and rubbed it. He screamed, howled, "Yeah, oh God, what a horny whore you are". I looked over at my husband, saw him standing against the wall, his stiff cock poking out of his jeans and jerking him off hard. He threw me a kiss, nodded his head as a sign to keep going. "Yeah, that's me, isn't it? Your horny family slut" I cheered him on and leaned back over his thick, pulsating cock. "What should I do? Hm?
Tell me how I should get it for you. You horny old goat, say it, "I hissed before his big thing disappeared into my mouth again." Hmmmm just like that, fuck me with your hot mouth cunt "moaned my father-in-law. I jerked him now very quickly and firmly with both hands, moved my head up and down and let him fuck in my mouth. Turning my head a little to the side, I could see my husband jerking off, like a wild man he was doing it myself now Head back, rammed his cock so deep into my throat that I was almost gagging. "Nooooooow" he shouted. "Now, oh God, I'm coming, you little whore, I'll be injecting, watch out". But I turned mine over Lips further over it, started to suck. Yes, I sucked and sucked his old thing very hard. Suddenly I felt his warm load splashing into my mouth. Yes, he was injecting right into my throat, so I had to choke. I could not at all keep everything in the mouth so much sper ma had my old father-in-law for me. So I jerked him in front of my face, let the thick creamy drops smack on my tits. Over and over I was smeared with his sperm. My hair, face, neck and breasts were bloated. I had never seen such an old man squirt such amounts.
As I rubbed the rest of my tits, I could see my husband doing it too. He just sprayed on the terrace outside the window, closed his eyes and shot his load. I got up grinning. "It was really worth it," I said to my father-in-law. "I've never gotten such a lot". Georg got up and took me in his arms. "It was so beautiful," he replied. "But what if Marcus finds out that we both, I mean, me with his wife?" I licked the rest of the sperm from my lips as I looked up at him while I picked up my clothes: "Maybe he knows Georg, why am I here? ”I replied with a mischievous smile.
My father-in-law looked at me in disbelief and shock ...

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Lovely Yours Julia