Bad Precedent With My Son-In-Law Part Two

Cheryl was sitting down for an evening alone in front of the television. Steve was out drinking with his friends and would not be home for hours (if at all tonight). Cheryl had gone for a jog after dinner and was now finished with her shower and sitting on the couch deciding what kind of cocktail she wanted to prepare for the evening when she heard a truck pull into the driveway. It was too early for it to be Steve, so she was curious as she heard someone roughly open the unlocked door, her son-in-law John barged in. He quickly slipped out of his shoes and walked over to her.?What are you doing here?? Cheryl's voice betrayed her irritation of his intrusion into her night. John said nothing and reached above her to close the curtains on the window behind the couch.Cheryl could smell that John had been drinking already now that he was close, she was going to scold him for driving here but got distracted by John's t-shirt when it rode up a bit and she got a look at his hard stomach underneath. The belt around his jeans was loose which caused his pants to sag down ever so slightly, making her think of what hung inside those baggy jeans.Cheryl knew there was only one reason John would show up by himself, unannounced like this. She was annoyed by his assumptions about her but couldn't deny the excitement she felt when he unbuckled his belt without speaking a word. The şişli escort snap of the leather as he roughly pulled it through the belt loop, combined with the way the loose end hung down, left her in anticipation of the big dick that she couldn't stop fantasizing about since the night of the party a few weeks back.'Would it really be that bad to get bent over again tonight?' Cheryl's thoughts started to make even more sense to her as John's fly came open and he pulled his boxers and pants down at the same time. Once he let go of them, his heavy belt buckle took them to the floor with a loud metallic clang. Cheryl had tried to downplay how big John's penis was in her memory ever since that night in an attempt to lessen her opinion of him. John was just as big as she remembered him to be though, she realized, while she stared at his half-erect penis less than two feet from her face. She hadn't paid much attention to his balls last time, but they were quite big, hanging full and heavy in a way that made her want to slide her tongue all over them.She shuffled herself forward to the edge of the couch and pushed her chest out to accentuate her breasts, as she leaned towards him. She was happy to see the hunger in his eyes as they probed the depths of her cleavage from his perfect vantage point. She spread her legs so that John could stand closer to mecidiyeköy escort her, he held his semi-erect penis near the base and slapped it down against her breasts. Cheryl could feel him getting harder with each impact, when he was fully hard he gave her one light slap across her cheek with it, just hard enough to make a small smacking sound. Cheryl's shock and indignation were written all over her face, and it pleased John immensely.?Fuck you, John! Maybe I should just kick you out.? Cheryl said as she tried to muster up enough outrage to make him think she meant it. John's first response was laughter.?Okay, I'm sorry...? He still held his penis near her face, while he spoke in a tone that wasn't at all contrite. ?Now, open up,? he said as he placed a hand on the back of her head and worked his fingers into her hair while pushing his dick against her lips. Part of her wanted to make good on her threat to kick him out and put an end to these games for good, but another part of her still fantasized about their first encounter and wanted to make a few more memories. The second part got its way. She opened her mouth and let John slide his long, thick cock into her mouth.She started to work her way down his shaft, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. She smelled the musk of his unwashed body after a day's work, it would have bothered her if she was in a different state of mind, but at that moment it encouraged her to fit even more of his penis into her mouth. She slowly sucked her way up and down his shaft so she could feel each centimeter as it slipped in between her plump lips and over her tongue. She enjoyed her slow and methodical pace but John's impatient voice interrupted her.?Sorry, Cheryl, but I'm in a hurry.? John placed his other hand on the side of her face in a way that might have been tender if it wasn't done to give him a better grasp of her head so he could thrust his dick into her mouth easier. He started slowly while he worked out how much she could handle, when he got a feel for her comfort zone he picked up the pace and started to eagerly push himself into her mouth. Cheryl quickly started slobbering all over her son-in-law's dick, and drool started to slide down her chin. She wore a tank top with no bra so she just slipped the straps down her arms and pushed the entire shirt down past her chubby belly to sit around her waist. She let the excess saliva run freely down her chin and onto her chest.The wet sound of his dick entering Cheryl's mouth, mixed with the sound of her labored breathing and his moaning, would have been audible from anywhere on the main floor if anyone else was home. John relished the moment internally; getting his dick sucked by his wife's step-mom, seeing his pre-cum and her saliva run down onto her ample breasts. All the while Standing in the same living room where countless family events had taken place over the years.