1. The Old Block (Meet the Atkinsons)


    Date: 5/28/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: shrpsf, Rating: 25, Source: LushStories

    the wooden seat. “So Mark told me he never met his…” She stopped mid-sentence when she noticed his other hand resting against his crotch. With a sensuous smirk, she placed a hand atop his, before giving it a squeeze. “What have we got to hide here?” she chuckled. “Hm, Marcus…?” The blood drained from his face to his erection, now that his daughter-in-law was practically calling him out on his dirty daydreams. Her massaging motion did not help as he struggled to formulate a plausible enough answer to explain away this familiar tingling that he felt in his crotch. Nothing came. His mind only had room to accommodate more filthy thoughts about her dripping wet snatch and the way she would fuck it when his son was not around. The fact that she was sitting right next to him, in the sexy, supple flesh, did not make those thoughts go away. On the contrary, the wicked glint in her eye seemed to egg him on, to feed the fantasy of her eagerness to feed her cunt with fingers, toys – anything she could get a hold on. Like his cock, that she was gripping through his hand right now. “Come on, Marcus,” she half-begged, giving his hand another squeeze, “We can be honest here. What is it you are hiding there,” and reaching up, with her other hand to stroke back his hair, “and in there ?” The chaste brush of her lips against his temple only made him squirm. Sensing his lack of resistance, Lucy continued with the bolder move of running fingers down his neck and torso, before prying away the ...
    hand that could no longer hide his very obvious bulge. “Mmm I’m loving what I see here,” she whispered hotly in her father-in-law’s ear. “Tell me, Marcus, what’s got you so excited like that?” Marcus could only groan, as the truth tumbled from his mouth, “Lucy, I am so hard for you right now. You do know what you’re doing, don’t you, huh?” A knowing chuckle was his only answer as she smoothly undid the single button of his chinos with her deft fingers, then closed her palm over his bulge. His aching, throbbing cock was threatening to undo the zip with sheer physical pressure exerted against the straining fabric. Lengthy strokes up and down the visible outline of his trousers had him struggling for words and even thought. She never broke the languid, rhythmic molestation of his manhood, encouraging him, instead, to moan and shiver like a helpless puppet under her ministrations. “That’s a very impressive one you’ve got there, Marcus,” she decided, without even seeing the stripped package. “My Mark’s a chip off the old block, for sure,” she giggled. Her words made him extra-conscious of the fact that this was his daughter-in-law and not just any woman coming on to him. He knew he needed to get his dick out of its cotton confines and his head out of moral ones if he were to truly enjoy what she was doing to him. With a grunt of reluctance, he peeled her softly stroking hand away from his cock, before unzipping his pants all the way and rolling them down to his knees. His boxers soon ...
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