“So, Daddy,” Beth said as she reclined on my couch wearing a very sexy pair of bra and p

“So, Daddy,” Beth said as she reclined on my couch wearing a very sexy pair of bra and panties and nothing else, “Ben says you’re getting pretty horny since Mom died but don’t want to have to go back on the dating scene. So why don’t you just cum in me as much as you want?”

I stared at Beth. My head was saying no, but my dick was saying yes.

Ten minutes later, when I was balls-deep inside a naked Beth, she said, “Call…ugh…Ben. Now. Ugh. Let him..ugh…know how much you’re…ugh…enjoying our present.”

When I didn’t immediately do so, she frowned. So I reached over and picked up the phone. I’d stopped moving to do so and she growled. “Keep fucking me! And don’t stop - I want him to hear us!”

After a few rings, he answered. “Hey, Dad. Is Beth there?”

“Yeah,” I grunted. “She says to let you know how much I’m enjoying your present.”

Of course I didn’t say it that smoothly since I was really putting it to his wife at the moment. Ben just chuckled. “Enjoy, Dad. You can have her whenever you want - just call.”

Then he raised his voice. “Hey Beth. Are you taking good care of him?”

I handed her the phone so she wouldn’t have to raise her voice. “I sure the fuck hope so,” she said, “Since he’s doing a damn good job of taking care of me. No wonder Mom always had a smile on her face.”

I just grinned down at my daughter-in-law and let her babble to Ben how much she was enjoying what I was doing and assorted other comments, including when she came. I drew it out because I was finding something deliciously kinky about having her on the phone with my son as we fucked. Finally, however, she hung up the phone and re-focused on me.

“Come on, Stud. See if you can wear me out as well as Ben does.”

Well, that was a challenge I couldn’t resist. After all, while I’d taught him a lot, I hadn’t taught him everything I knew.

Several hours later, as she lay there oozing out several loads from her well-fucked pussy, I asked her, “Did I meet your challenge?”

She tiredly nodded. “More than, Daddy. More than. You seriously can call me up for a booty call anytime you want.”

And I did - enough that I just went ahead and moved in with them eventually. But that’s another story.