Limoncello

A few days after our return from Tunisia and precisely on a Saturday night, Elena and I decided to visit her parents, to bring the souvenirs we had purchased for them.

My mother-in-law, whose name is Patricia, as I told you earlier, it is a very pleasant woman, who brings his fifty with a certain ease. Contrary to his daughter, has an opulent bosom, I think you bring a bra fifth measure and I remember that some time ago, I saw the sea in costume and it seemed to me that his tits, they were also quite toned and firm. It has abundant hips, a nice ass, too hard and without a trace of cellulite, and then a nice pair of long legs and shapely. The face is the same as his daughter, but with a touch of provocative, sexy and very attractive. When he speaks you always staring at you in the eye and I, in those eyes, I always read the unbridled lust and which is inherent in her.

I never confessed these thoughts to Helen nor I ever mentioned that I wanted to take her mother, slam into the bed and fuck her until they scream his immense pleasure, no, of course I never told him !!

That evening I asked Elena if her father was in the house or if it was, as often happened, around work and she confirmed to me this second hypothesis. Knowing that Patrizia had a lover, then I said to my wife that it would be more appropriate to call ahead to warn of our visit, but she said that she wanted to ask you a nice surprise. I have always been opposed to the surprises, because sometimes they create unpleasant circumstances, that turn out to be very embarrassing for everyone. So Elena slipped into her handbag house keys of my mother-in-law and drive through the town. It was ten o’clock in the evening, when we arrived in front of the house of Patrizia, I made one more attempt and tried to ring the bell, my wife asked me if I was an idiot or if I did it and stopped my hand a few millimeters from the button. He put the keys in the lock of the door glass that looked out into the hall of the apartment building and opened it. We got into the elevator and stopped on the second floor.

I told Elena to at least try to knock, but she put the key of Mottura and opened the door. That’s it the bang !!! Home in the dark and a light beam of light coming from the room by my mother-in-law read. Elena and I heard voices and moans unmistakable. My naive wife told me:

“That’s weird!! Yet I knew that Dad was not at home !!! “

“Elena, let’s get out maybe it’s better !!”

“Come imagine, are my parents, do not worry !!”

Then awake, he opened the door. As a last attempt I tried to hold her arm, she pulled away and flung open the door completely. On the double bed, in profile, the Pig of my mother-in-law was allegedly “sitting” on the cock of a young man, he squeezed the big knockers as she danced over rising and dropping with fast movements, he grunted and she enjoyed everything each once the fuck he came to the bottom of the pussy screaming ……… ..

“Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhh …….”

Elena was a step inside the room, walked back and came out, closing the door behind him. The two lovers were so taken that not even they were aware of our presence.

Really angry softly ……

“Elena, fuck !!! I told you to call before !!! “

“Mica could not imagine this thing !!! I hate, my mother has a lover !!! “

“Well yes, I know it for a while ‘time, I got that from many of his behavior and also how you always dresses like a slut !!! Saving Silverman”

“Do not say that my mother !!!”

“It’s okay, but now let’s go !!”

“But excuse now we are here !!”

“We tell you what, we leave the house and go under, then we play the bell, and so we give the time to the two lovers to compose”

“It’s okay, maybe you’re right …”

“Yes, maybe I’m right, maybe eh !!!”

I rang the bell and waited for someone to answer, a few minutes from there to the breathless voice of my mother-in-law yelled over the intercom ……

“Who is it????”

“Mom, are we, Elena and Oscar …”

“Ah !! Emmmm, you, come on … .. “

A couple of good minutes before the trigger lock to confirm that we had opened there. Quietly, to give way to lovebirds to settle, we climbed the stairs to walk and waited another minute or two before you ring the bell of the front door.

Then the door opened and in the doorway appeared, my mother-in-law, quite flushed and disheveled, smiled at us, inviting us to enter as his hand on the neckline buttoned the last little button of her blouse. Once in the room, we found, sitting in an armchair, her lover, she introduced us as “Mr. Lucio” his co-worker who had come for them to deepen a practice that had been left unresolved. Elena then he saw no more and blurted out loud ……

“Mom, what the hell are you saying, this here is your lover !!!!”

“But you’re crazy, but what about ???”

“Mom, before we went up and we opened with the key, we have seen with these eyes as scopavate on the bed and do not just take I also say to you that you were above and below him !!!!”

Discussed at length the mother and daughter, privacy, whether to pounce at the home of a mother, that her husband always absent, no longer be swept time and again quarreled heatedly rinfacciandosi many things, even now passed for centuries. Lucio and I looked almost amused by this violent argument between mother and daughter. Then the dust settled, and between tears and the other two women sat next to each their partner. To defuse talked for a bit ‘of this and that, then Patrick stood up and went to get a few bottles of liquor, such as, a cold, full of “Limoncello”. The other three of the accompanying poured whiskey ice, while I devoted myself to empty half-bottle of my favorite liquor, precisely the “Limoncello”

Surely liqueurs served to free our minds and to strip them of the psychological impediments that could exist between us, in a nutshell, were certainly helpful to encourage socialization.

Patrizia, refreshed, wanted to know how it went on honeymoon and Elena described the place and all the good things we had been able to admire, then pulled from her purse gifts we had bought at the market of Mahdia and handed them to her. It was a complement for Patrizia bra and panties and a pipe inlaid by hand for my father in law. The bitch of my mother-in-law, without getting any scruples said she liked a lot and that if he wanted to try. A bit ‘wobbly legs, definitely as a result of plentiful washed down liquor, sank to his room and reappeared a few minutes later wearing only libidinous finery.

Impalpable black lace bra, extremely transparent and tiny thong black lace also, which in turn was very little coverage, projected in my eyes the image of a high-class whore. She pulled in front of us like a catwalk model, turned showing monumental ass, just divided by floss panties, he did a few times sculettando here and there and then he stood to be admired in all its splendor.

With the mind a bit ‘clouded by alcohol I put my hand on the cock that despite the excitement I had immediately hardened, then the vision of a tuft of dark hair that sbordavano the sides of the small garment was the straw that broke The vase. Lucio, sitting in a chair in front of me, her hand on his crotch and I noticed that my slut, sometimes threw a glance at the man’s hand that was held by virtually over pants cock in hand. My mother-in-law, came up to her lover and sat on his lap, then slid with the backside appoggiandoglielo maliciously on the pubis. Elena had a moment of uncertainty then emulated her mother sitting on my hard cock.

The pair of lovers in front of us, he kissed so obscenely provocative and his hands were exploring outrageously the body of my mother-in-law centimeter by centimeter. The Pig was now open thighs and I could see her pussy, just hidden from the thin strap that meanwhile had crept between her swollen lips. It was a slut like her daughter, or maybe it was better to say that her daughter had a great whore just like her mother. Then I saw my mother-in-law to stop and turn around to me and his voice a bit ‘altered from drinking, said to me ………