She couldn't help but think of how Ryan had told her how much hotter she would be if she had lost a little weight. She had been so offended, but she k...new he was right. Now that she had lost some of that weight, she still wasn't satisfied. She yearned for the flat stomach, thin thighs, and stick figure beauty of the girls she idolized. Finally, when she was done picking herself apart she got in the shower, and as much as she hated to think about it, she couldn't help but think of Ryan. Her skin. Theresa was an expert cocksucker. She quickly had me hard and close to cumming. She slowed down and then stopped. She rolled over and got undressed. She opened her legs and started playing with her clit. I climbed between her legs and pushed my cock inside of her. She was very wet. I pumped my cock in and out of her slowly, enjoying the silky wet feeling of my mother-in-law’s pussy. I turned her around do fuck her doggie style. Theresa reached back and played with my balls as I slammed into her. "Blow jobs are my specialty." I was now about to experience her specialty. As I lay on the bed, she started kissing my neck.. my chest..focusing on my nipples. Her hand crept up and slowly took my cock. I looked down in amazement. I never thought of myself as huge-far from it. I'm probably about 6 or 7 inches fully hard. But her hands were petite, so it made my cock look large as she slowly stroked it. She also knew, though, that I was terribly excited, and I didn't want to blow my load too. The month began with a brief heat wave followed by a cold front that brought a heavy thunderstorm and a week of weather so fresh and cool that we all opened windows and slept without air conditioners. I thought she must have raised the shade to allow cool night air into her bedroom and forgot to close it. It’s not my habit to look at younger women, especially other men’s wives. I couldn’t turn away. I had to watch her to completion. I heard her throaty moan as she climaxed. The sound of her.