Smiled

at Phil, her stance shifting as she looked at him.

"Pheel, don't imagine I don't already know how you feel about me. I've known for years, and now I can feel even more," she said, rubbing against him, stimulating his cock. She pressed against him again, her mouth attacking his as they pushed against each other, their bodies straining to get closer than the physical contact they already shared. "Let's go upstairs - Joe is taking a nap, so we can be as loud as we want to be," she moaned as Phil moved his mouth from hers, leaning down and kissing her cleavage.

Phil nodded, his hands moving from her ass, one hand grabbing her hand, allowing her to lead them to the bedroom she shared with Jay. She led him into the room, Phil closing the door behind them as he started working his tie loose. He pulled Gloria short from the bed, first his free hand going to her blouse, joined by the other as soon as his tie left his hand to hit the floor. He peeled the blouse open, exposing her bare breasts to his gaze for the first time. They were exactly as he had imagined, save for her nipples which were larger than he thought they would be, probably from breastfeeding the baby.

He leaned in, his mouth locking on her right nipple as her blouse dropped off her shoulders, and her hands slipped under his head, working the buttons loose from his shirt. The rest of their clothes hit the ground not long after, and Phil took a step back to admire the view. Starting at her head, he followed the flow of her luxurious hair, down the curves of her breasts (his mouth watering at the thought), then down her flat stomach to the garden of eden that lay between her legs. While Claire shaved her pussy clean, Gloria kept a landing strip of hair stopping well short of where the top of her panties would start.

As Phil stepped forward, he guided Gloria backward to the bed, pushing her gently down, his hands on her breasts, his eyes locked on her pussy as she lay back and spread her legs for him. "Fuck me Pheel," she moaned, one hand caressing her breast, the other rubbing her clit.

"In a minute," Phil said, kneeling between her legs, slipping his arms under her legs, and bringing his mouth against her pussy, his tongue searching immediately for her clit.

His hands playing with her breasts, his tongue writhing around her clit, he ate his mother-in-law wildly, finally able to enjoy her luscious body. Her pussy dripped by the time he was finished, panting, his face wet with her juices as he moved up her body, kissing the entire way, spreading her juices up her body until he pressed his mouth against hers again, his tongue wrestling with hers, his cock bumping against her pussy.

"That was wonderful, Pheel," she moaned, her hands circling his torso to hold him closer to her, almost panting with pleasure.

"That was nothing," he replied, pushing his hips down, his cock sinking into Gloria's warmth. Gloria's fingers curled, her perfectly manicured fingernails digging into his back as he pulled his cock out a bit, then plunged it back in, the sound of their hips meeting ringing through the room. Phil's hands went from her breasts to her hair as he supported himself over Gloria with his elbows, running his fingers through her hair. "I've wanted to do this since the moment we met," he groaned.

"You deed?" she wheezed, working her way through another orgasm.

"Yes," Phil hissed, biting her lower lip and pulling it. "And right about now, your husband is probably cumming inside his daughter."

"He cums inside her?" she asked, her face looking more ferocious than ever.

Phil nodded, his own orgasm approaching fast.

"Den where would you like to cum Pheel?"