He had a definite destination in mind. Though at least one of his sons had fucked Millie within the last few minutes and presumably he deposited his sperm in her sexual crevice, Gus felt he must taste and orally caress her pink-petaled flower of desire.
First his chin, then his lips invaded the tuft on her mound. Millie held her breath. Gus clutched her firm, smooth thighs from underneath and lifted them into the air, spreading them wide apart. Her glorious scent touched his nostrils as he bowed his grizzled head. Then his lips and lapping tongue invaded her moist, slippery softness, and he was in heaven.
Millie was very close to paradise herself as she thrilled to the gliding, fluttering, twisting explorations of her father-in-law's eager tongue between the passion-puffed labia of her cunt. He circled and lapped at the thrusting tip of her clitoris, causing her to moan with delight. Gus caught the little pea-like protrusion between his lips and sucked at it, making Millie's passion build.
She wanted to bob her hips but somehow was able to restrain the urge, fearing Gus would lose his luscious hold upon her if she moved. She panted and made little whimpering cries. Finally Gus skidded his tongue down her velvety, slick trough and into the flaring elliptical hole of her vagina.
Millie had to move now. Letting out a voluptuous groan, she pressed her wet, meaty cunt hard against Gus' loving face and rotated her hips, her buttocks wiggling above the mattress. His tongue plunged in and out of her palpitating, grabby hole, and the motions of her hips returned his passionate oral fucking.
"Oh, that's… wonderful!" she panted. "Wow! Oh, Daddy… Daddy… that's so… good!"
Though Millie's silken thighs were brushing warmly across his ears as he slurped at her tasty twat, Gus heard what she called him. He was thrilled all the more. Clutching the cheeks of her wriggling ass in both hands, the impassioned man fluttered his fucking tongue at rapid speed in her syrupy, sweet box, and she came.
A ball of fire seemed to burst in her belly, sending down a shower of fresh viscous fluid into Gus' wildly lapping tongue. The heat radiated through Millie's entire body. She moaned with bliss.
Old Gus guzzled down his daughter-in-law's creamy goodness, then sent his tongue scouring along the plush, hair-covered portals of her pussy, gleaning every drop which had splattered out. He licked her clit a final time, twisting his tongue around the sensitive little knob and pushing its fleshy sheath as far back as it would go.
Gus straightened on his knees. Millie lay in an utterly abandoned pose, panting.
"Fuck me… fuck me…" she breathed heatedly. "Stick it into me! I neeeed it!"
He was ready. His phallus stood so high and hard, so choked with blood, that it felt as if it might crack right off. But there was something else he wanted to do before he sank his shaft into the luscious girl.
Holding one of her lovely legs high in the air, he licked and sucked along its marvelously smooth, soft inner surface. Then he gave Millie a twist, and she flopped onto her stomach.
The passion-gripped girl feared that he intended to invade her tight rear hole as Pete had done. Hot as she was at that moment, she would have accepted the hurt in order to have the thrill of penetration. But it very quickly became apparent that Gus had no such brutal purpose. The sudden pressure of his whisker-bristling face against her soft, quivering buttocks told Millie that he only wanted to kiss her ass.
Pleased, she bowed her back and thrust her plump, firm fanny against her father-in-law's face, wriggling the wealth of springy softness against his leathery, stubbled cheeks. His wet tongue swabbed her palpitating asshole. Then his lips suctioned around the little puckered orifice and he kissed it lingeringly, drawing up a faint flavor which in other circumstances would have been offensive but which fed his mad passion at that delirious moment.
Finally Gus raised his head, smacking his lips over this latest treat. Millie rolled onto her back and reached for his lean, strong body.
"Fuck me!" she cried softly. "Oh, Daddy, you've got to fuck me now!"
Gus groaned as he settled himself between her uptilted, widely spread thighs. He grasped his cock and pointed its blunt, bloated head into the flaring mouth of her soft, wet pussy.
As the mature man's thrilling hardness invaded Millie's narrow, slippery quim, stretching the tunnel wide, she hooked her legs around his hairy thighs and wrapped her arms around his torso. Lying against her, his cock sunk into her belly to his balls, Gus felt a wave of bliss which was reminiscent of much younger days.
If he had thought about the matter, he couldn't have convinced himself at that moment that he was acting on Danny's behalf – to service Millie's needs so that Pete and Cal wouldn't get to her. But fortunately he was too excited to reflect on anything. The pleasure of the moment had him in its horny grip, and he wanted only to ride the wondrous surge of passion to its natural culmination within the sweet young girl on whom he lay.
He began to fuck her, moving his deeply sunk, rigid prick just an inch or so in each direction at first. But he bore perfectly against Millie's clit. This and the pumping agitation of his thick cockhead in the center of her belly gave her a combination of luscious sensations that proved wildly exciting.
Millie dug her fingernails into Gus' flesh and ground her sucking cunt around his hard shaft.
"Oh, Daddy… Daddy!" she cried. "I love it! Screw me! Fuck me all night long!"
Gus' answer was a groan against her ear. His wet tongue licked the delicate whorls, and he sucked her dainty, sweet-scented lobe.
Gradually the slow, stirring strokes of his deeply penetrating prick became longer and more avid. This enlarged the area of Millie's sensuous response, and she derived the added thrill of feeling her father-in-law's big balls bouncing against her asshole as their bellies slapped.
She hunched with him, in perfect tempo. Soon their hips were pumping wildly together as they both worked for the reward of passion.
Millie reached it first, her buttocks writhing and bumping above the bed as her cunt grasped spastically around Gus' bobbing cock. Her wet tissues sucked at his penetrating manhood as her muscles rippled up and down the length of his rod.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. Then, as the orgasm grew in force and warmth, she babbled, "Oh my God… wow! Daddy! Lover! Fucker! Oooooooh!"
"Aaaagggh!" Gus rasped, and slammed her buttocks hard against the mattress as he nailed her deep. His thick, bone-hard pecker spewed forth a rich flood of long-stored semen.
When the storm had finally ebbed and Gus dismounted from the thoroughly gratified young woman, he said, "Remember now, you can come to me whenever you need someone. I'll always take care of you, and Danny will never know. That's better than fooling around with Pete and Cal. Young bucks like them are dangerous."
"Yes… yes, I understand," Millie replied, wanting only to drop off to sleep.
After Gus had put on his robe and left the room, it took her less than a minute to slip into peaceful slumber. She didn't dream.
CHAPTER TEN
Millie awoke to the feel of a hard cock pumping in her vagina.
She blinked up at Cal's fleshy, smiling face. He was propped on straight arms, his light hair falling over his forehead as he rammed his sturdy dick in her palpitating pussy.
"You shouldn't… be here!" Millie panted. "You shit – wow! Oh, baby, that feels so…"
She was off again, writhing and bumping as her hot cunt milked at Cal's penetrating pecker. They came together, her wet pussy gobbling at the base of his shaft. Millie shook all over, and Cal ground his moist mouth onto one of her vibrating tits, licking and tugging at her nipple as he squirted the last drops from his balls.
"Baby, I'm crazy about you!" he breathed heatedly against her ear after their combined orgasm had finally tapered off.