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Archive name: (Donna2.txt (mf, cheat)
Authors name: [lost]
Story title : My Daughter-inlaw Donna
PART 2 OF 2

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Bob and Donna came over for dinner two weeks ago on Sunday. It was
hard to look at Donna after what had happened two weeks before.
Every time I looked across the table at her perfect make-up and
innocent smile, I saw her face smeared with my come and her
gaping, drooling pussy.

After dinner, Bob and I went to the den for a drink in front of
the fireplace. He talked about his job and having to travel so
much. I tried to be conversant but was having trouble. Jean and
Donna joined us. That didn't make it any easier.

I went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to freshen my
drink. Donna was already there mixing fresh ones for she and Bob.

"You've been awfully quiet, Mel," she said without looking up.

"It's a little hard to return to our original relationship after
what happened," I replied.

"I don't want to go back to that relationship, Daddy Mel." She
turned to face me. Her hand came up to my crotch and squeezed the
half hard shaft of my cock.

I stepped back and stared at her.

"Are you crazy?!" I hissed.

"No. Just horny for your cock, Daddy." She had slipped back into
the throaty, sultry tone that she had used that night.

She reached down and lifted her skirt. she was wearing stockings,
garter belt and crotchless panties. She scooped her fingers
through the gooey slit of her pussy and lifted the glistening
fingers to my face.

"Smell how hot you make me!"

The pungent odor of hot pussy invaded my nostrils and sent waves
of passion straight to my crotch. My dick hardened and throbbed.
She pulled her fingers back to her mouth and slowly licked her
juices from them.

"It would taste much better if your cum was mixed with it," she
teased.

I rushed out of the kitchen and sat down quickly in the den. She
followed and handed Bob his drink after kissing him on the lips.
She, Bob and Jean were sitting on one side of the den and I sat
on the other facing them. Donna sat down and opened her legs
slowly, maneuvering into a position that gave me a clear view up
her dress and into her crotchless panties. She smiled innocently
as she teased me with the show.

She talked sweetly and demurely with Jean about all the things
that they had always talked about as she showed me her shiny,
naked cunt. I was having difficulty keeping my eyes off her. She
shifted and moved frequently, exposing herself to me from a new
direction.

Bob rose to go to the bathroom and she eased her knees together.
When he came back he didn't see what I had been staring at for
twenty minutes.

The evening was finally over and we walked them to the car. Jean
and Bob lead the way with Donna and I following. As we neared the
car, she turned on the pretense of asking me a question. She
grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand into her crotch, pushing the
cloth of her dress between her thighs. I jerked my hand back but
Bob and his mother were facing the other way and lost in
conversation. I looked down at Donna. She smiled a very sexy
smile and licked her lips.

				*

For several days, every time the phone rang I jumped. I was
afraid that Donna would have something else that needed repairing.
But my worries seemed unfounded. Jean and I were sitting in the
den one evening a week or so later watching TV. The phone rang.
Being closer, I absently picked it up.

"Hello," I said.

"Well, hello!" Donna's voice replied. "Bet you don't know what
I'm doing."

"No, what?"

"Fingering my juicy pussy and thinking about you big delicious
cock shooting all that hot, thick come on my face!" she
responded.

I almost gasped.

"Uh. Oh, I see," I stumbled.

"Mama Jean is in the room, isn't she," she stated.

"Yes, that's true." I was sure that my voice was cracking.

"I'll bet she likes to suck on that big purple knob until it
pumps her mouth all full of you yummy come."

"Uh, well I wouldn't say that necessarily," I replied.

"Mama Jean doesn't suck Daddy's dick!?"

"No, not lately." My cock was swelling and I could feel the heat
rising from my crotch.

"Does she let you suck her stinky pussy?" Her voice was getting
throatier and I could hear something in the background softly
squeaking with movement.

"Sometimes."

"That's nice. At least you'll know how when you slurp up my cunt
juices," she purred. "Oooooo! And my pussy is real juicy right
now!"

"Who is that, Mel?" Jean turned and asked.

I covered the mouthpiece and said, "One of the guys from the
office. He's asking some questions about one of the accounts. I'm
primarily listening to his ideas."

"Can't he wait until you are back in the office?" She turned back
to the TV, not expecting an answer.

"Shame on you, Daddy, lying to Mama Jean like that. I'll bet if
she looked at you pants she would see the bulge that a 'guy from
the office' wouldn't put there," Donna chided with a soft
chuckle.

"You're probably right," I said. I was enjoying the conversation
in a perverse sort of way.

"I know I'm right!" she giggled. Her voice went back to soft and
sexy. "If I was there, I'd take that dark purple knob in my mouth
and warm it and wet it and lick all the flavor off it."

I inhaled sharply with the thought. Jean jerked her head around
to look at me and I faked a cough. She looked back to the screen.

"Ooooh, Daddy, my pussy feels sooooo good!" she moaned. "You
don't mind me calling you 'Daddy' do you?"

"No. Not at all."

"You like it don't you."

"Uh, yes I do."

"I like to pretend that you are my loving Daddy. I've jacked off
thinking about sucking my 'Daddy's' cock and feeling your big
throbbing cock filling my pussy full. Oooooooo, Daddy!"

"Yes, I can understand that. It sounds good to me." I felt that
voice had to be hoarse with passion as I listened to her.

"Oh! Oh! Uuuuuuuuh! Daddy! Daddy! You make meeeee Cuuuummmmmmm!"
Her voice was so loud I was afraid Jean would hear. She didn't.

I sat and listened as Donna panted and wheezed through her climax
and regained her voice.

"Mmmmmmm! That was delicious!" she gasped. Then I heard slurping
and smacking noises. "And this is delicious, too. I've got the
best tasting pussy juice in the world!"

Click! The phone went dead but my cock did not. After almost
dragging her to bed, I fucked Jean like a mad man. She purred
afterward that it was the best sex we had had in years. Every
stroke, I thought of Donna's hot cunt and her heavy tits.

				*

I was clearing my In box late one afternoon a few days later. My
secretary buzzed that I had a special delivery, personal at her
desk. I asked her bring it in. She opened the door and a mail
courier stepped inside, checked my identification and had me sign
for a small package. This was not totally unusual. It had
happened four or five times over the last two or three years.

I tossed the package to one side and continued shuffling through
the papers, signing or delegating with a note. As I tossed the
last sheet into the Out box, the phone rang.

"Hello," I said into the phone, relieved to have finished the pile.

"Hi, Sexy," Donna's soft voice replied.

"How are you?" I asked trying to make it sound semi-official.

"Did you get a package today?" she asked.

"As a matter of a fact, I did."

"Open it and enjoy!"

Click! She hung up. Suddenly, that small package took on a
totally different attitude. I lifted it gently and looked at the
label. No return address. I slit the tape with a letter opener
and peel the paper off the box. Opening the small box, a pair of
panties fell onto the desk. I stared at them for a moment. An
envelope lay in the bottom of the box.

Pulling the envelope out, I opened it and found ten photographs.
The first one was a very close shot of an open pussy, drooling
cum. I sucked in my breath and automatically looked up at my
office door.

The next photo was of Donna's face, her mouth hung open and a
glob of cum was running over her lower lip and onto her chin. Her
expression was one of rapture. I hurriedly flipped to the next. A
large cock filled her mouth and cum oozed from the corner of her
red lips. And one of Donna on all fours showing her beautiful
shaved twat, looking over her shoulder, it seemed looking right
into my soul. I flipped through the rest, breathing harder.

The last photo stopped me dead. I remembered the scene. Donna was
kneeling at my feet. My cock was clutched in my hand and a jet of
cum arched onto her face. I stared in shock. My face was not
visible in the photo. As a matter of fact the only part of me
shown was my cock and my hand.

I dropped the photos onto the desk and picked up the panties. The
crotch was still damp. The moist circle looked like fresh cum and
pussy juice. I lifted it slowly to my face and let my nostrils
drink in the pungent odor of her cunt. My cock throbbed.

A light rap on my door brought me to my trembling senses. I
stuffed the photos and panties into my desk drawn and croaked a
response.

Jenny, my secretary, stepped in and paused.

"Yes, Jenny?" I asked.

"Uh, well, Mr. Masters it IS Thursday," her voice trailed off.

I looked at her for a moment and then realization dawned in the
back of my mind. I smiled and rose.

"Of course, Jenny. How forgetful of me." I rounded the desk and
reached out to her.

I heard her click the lock as she stepped away from the door. I
gathered her into my arms and kissed her full lips. Her pointed
tongue darted out and probed my mouth. Her breath rasped hot and
damp from her nostrils onto my cheek.

I cupped her full ass cheeks in my hands and pulled her belly
against me, grinding her crotch against mine. She moaned into my
mouth and arched her back, thrusting her cunt hard against my
cock.

"Oh, God!" she gasped, pulling away. "It seems like forever.
Harry has fucked me three times this week and I haven't cum
once." Her fingers were undoing my shirt and my belt.

"Mmmmm. Then you must be horny," I teased.

"I'll show you how horny!" She grabbed my hand and shoved it up
under her dress, into her crotch.

The nylon band between her thighs was soaked. She whimpered and
ground her pussy against my hand. I felt her fingers close around
my naked dick. In seconds she was cuming the first time,
thrashing and jerking against my hand.

I quickly stripped her and pushed her toward the sofa. She fell
backwards, her legs flying open. She reached for my head.

"Eat me!" she demanded. "Eat my cunt, Mel!"

I could smell its sweet, sexy perfume as I dropped to my knees
and leaned toward it. My breath wafted across it and she jerked.

"Do you want me to kiss your pussy?" I asked, playing the game.

"Yessss!" she hissed.

"Then talk to me. Tell me what you want!"

"Eat my slimy cunt!" she rasped. She loved to talk dirty. As a
matter of a fact, she couldn't cum if she didn't talk dirty.
Harry, her husband, wouldn't let her talk period when they were
fucking.

My tongue snaked across the feverish, slippery lips of her pussy.
She gasped and pulled at my head.

"Ooooh YES! Lick my cunt! Suck the fuck juices out of my hot
fucking pussy!"

I stabbed my tongue into the gooey, molten hole of her cunt and
she bounced on the sofa and began to shake violently. She came
a second time. Her cunt drooled thin, hot juice into my waiting
mouth. My cheeks and nose were wet with it.

"Oh BABY!" she whined. "Suck me off! Lick my cunt! Then I want to
suck your hard cock until you pump a gallon of cum into my mouth!"

Slicing up the slimy crevice I found the hard, long button of her
clit. I rolled it with my tongue, then sucked into my mouth and
sucked it, teasing the tip end of it. Her heels locked behind my
head and her fingers entangled in my hair.

"Oh SHIT! Oooooh FUCK! Ooooo FUCKINGCUNTPUSSYCOCKSUCKING
oooooooo!"

Fortunately the office is sound proof. I triple tongued her clit,
rolling it faster and faster. She bounced and jerked. A flood of
juices gushed from her cunt. I drank all I could but a puddle
formed at her ass cheeks on the leather upholstery.

"FUCKFUCKFUCK CUNTCUNTCUNT COCKCOCKASS FUCKINGCUNTSUCKING
AAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

The explosion hit and for almost a minute she hung at the apex
of her pleasure, my head clamped between her fleshy thighs, her
cunt pulsing hotly in my mouth. I gently liked her juices until
she was empty and her thighs relaxed.

I staggered up and to her right and fell back on the sofa. She
lay inert, soaking up the pleasure of the moment. The phone rang.

I staggered up and across to the desk.

"Hello," I wheezed.

"You sound out of breath, Daddy. Were you jerking off looking at
my pictures?" Donna asked.

"Huh?" I shook my head to clear it. "No."

"Oh. Jerking off while you sucked my panties?"

Something hot and wet closed around my cock head. I looked down
and Jenny was engulfing it and looking up at me.

"No. Uh... nothing like that," I stammered.

"Why, Daddy, if I didn't know better I might think you were
banging one of the secretaries."

Jenny swallowed my swollen dick to the balls and I croaked into
the phone.

"Is she sucking you off, Daddy?" Donna asked huskily.

"Uh, I've got to go. I'll talk to you later," I dodged.

"Okay, Daddy. When you shoot off in her throat, think about me."

The phone went dead. My cock was very much alive. I dropped the
phone on the hook and leaned back against the desk. Jenny slid my
cock out of her mouth and smiled at me.

"Does this make you cock feel good?" she whispered.

"Yes! Fantastic!"

"Encourage me. Talk dirty to me!" The rest of the game.

My cock slid back into her mouth and I leaned back on my hands.

"Yessss! Suck my cock! Suck it, Jenny!" I rasped. Her breathing
quickened through her nostrils and her mouth picked up speed.

"Suck that cock. You love to suck cocks, don't you?"

"Ummmmm Hmmmmm!" she hummed her answer.

"Any cock that can come! You like to suck a cock that has been up
your cunt don't you?"

"Hmmmmmmm!"

"You'd like to have a line of hard cocks waiting! Sucking one
after another!" My hips were moving. She was pulling me closer to
my cum.

"You'd suck somebody else with me watching, wouldn't you!"

"Hmmmmmmmmmm! Hmmm!" she hummed. Her head was bouncing back and
forth. Her hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently.

"Oh!" I growled. "Ooooooh! UUuuuuuuuh! COCKSUCKER!
AAAGGGGGGGGHHHHNNNN!"

The pressure skyrocketed and I grabbed her bobbing head. I shoved
my cock to the back of her throat and unleased the gusher. Her
throat worked and she whimpered and moaned as she drank me.
I knew that her cunt as usual was convulsing as she came the last
time.

Gasping for breath, we broke apart. After several minutes of
recuperation, Jenny stood on wooly legs and stripped several
tissues from the dispenser on my desk and wiped her mouth and
chin and scooped the residue from her cunt.

She gathered her clothes and disappeared into my private bath.
Twenty minutes later she emerged, clothed, make-up repaired and
back to Jenny the Executive Secretary. I was rumpled but dressed
and sitting behind the desk.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Masters," she said demurely. "I don't
think I could live with Harry another minute without Thursdays
with you."

"Thank you, Jenny. As always you do excellent work," I replied.

"See you in the morning." She turned and walked out the door.

"In the morning," I called after her.

I pulled the photos and the panties out of the desk and tucked
them in my wall safe and spun the knob. The sun was a glow in the
west as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.

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