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Phone calls

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: emcefyrs Posted on: 22 Sep 2003 1 comments
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Does the phone sometimes ring at the wrong time? And it turns out to be your mother-in-law?One lazy Saturday afternoon my wife and I were taking a nap, and after an hour or so I awoke to find her in the midst of what was obviously a great jilling session, her legs spread, her left hand reaching under her upraised leg and a couple of fingers inserted into her very wet pussy, her right hand rubbing her clit like there was no tomorrow. I enjoyed the view while she finished, my cock quickly growing at what to me was (and still is) a very erotic sight. She finished herself, dropped back onto the bed (she often raised her hips as she came when masturbating), and lay there recovering from her activities. Finally, she opened her eyes, saw me looking at her and lightly stroking myself, smiled, and said, "Wondered if you'd wake up while I was doing it!""Well, you did get a little rambunctious there," I grinned."Yep," she smiled, and she gently pushed me onto my back and threw her leg over me. In no time at all she was impaled on my 7-incher, and slowly sliding up and down, squeezing me, trying to milk a load of hot semen out of me (something she was very, very good at). Things were just starting to build to the boiling point, and suddenly, the phone rang. Damn, I thought as I lost it for a minute."Should we answer it?" she asked."Can't be all that important," I answered. She had been satisfied a bit earlier, but I still had a heck of an ache down there, and really need some relief. Knowing this, she grinned a mischievous grin and reached over to answer the phone, all the while continuing to slowly squeeze my rock hard member."Oh, hi, Mom," I heard her say, and I almost wilted on the spot. She and her mom often talked for an hour or more, and I just knew she'd get involved in the conversation and I'd be left to my own devices. I looked up at her, almost pleading with my eyes. She grinned again, and kept up her pelvic activities, making sure I stayed hard. Then I heard her say, "He's right here -- why don't you say hi to him?" and she was handing me the phone. Great. Hard as a rock, buried to the hilt in my wife's tight, wet, squeezing pussy, and she wants me to talk with her mother!I tried, I really did, but the sight of my wife looking down at me, grinning from ear to ear, and suddenly working me for all she was worth was more than I could take. I exploded in her, shot after shot of hot cum squirting into her while I was (hopefully) saying something halfway intelligent to her mother. "Ah, sorry," I heard myself saying in response to something she said. "I got distracted for a minute there..." Thankfully, my wife took the phone from me, mumbled something about expecting company shortly, and soon thereafter ended the conversation."God, you should have seen your face!" she laughed. "At least you shot a good load!"What could I do but laugh with her? Anyone else have similar experiences?