so!' Again she pressed her face against the bed and sobbed.
The middle-aged man felt compassion toward her. Danny had told him she was a virgin on their wedding night, which meant she had been a good girl until Pete and Cal had led her astray. It was a cruel twist of fate which had caused Danny to be injured right after instilling her with a need for sex.
Recalling how passionately she was screwing Cal, Gus wondered how he would be able to keep her away from his able-bodied sons until Danny recovered. If he didn't figure out a way, Gus felt, the family would be torn apart.
The solution suddenly occurred to him. At first he was unwilling to accept it, but common sense as well as the heat in his loins argued in its favor. Danny wouldn't be capable of understanding, Gus realized. But Danny wasn't going to find out, if he could help it.
Gus approached the bed and placed his hand gently against Millie's back. She stopped crying and looked up at him.
'Don't blame yourself,' he said, his tone surprisingly tender. 'I reckon you couldn't help giving in to Pete and Cal.'
'Do you really mean that? Oh, Gus!' Grateful for his understanding, Millie wanted to throw herself into his arms. But she restrained the impulse just in time, realizing she was nude beneath the sheet which she held around her.
The white-haired man smiled at Millie in the dim light. There was warmth in his crinkly blue eyes. 'I'm gonna help you stay away from Pete and Cal. You want to do that, don't you?'
'Yes!' Millie eagerly replied. 'Danny's the only one I love.'
Trembling with a carnal urge too long suppressed, the fifty-seven-year-old man took off his robe. Millie's eyes widened as she stared at his long, meaty penis and dangling balls.
'Gus! No! Oh, my God!' She scooted backward against the wall, clutching the bedsheet in front of her.
'Shhh!' Gus said. 'Don't let Danny or the other boys hear. They wouldn't understand. But this is the only way.'
Millie's brain swirled wildly, unable to come to grips with the shocking reality Gus was presenting. He was Danny's father. He couldn't be asking her to have sex with him.
He sat on the edge of the bed and reached for her. Millie cringed. Gus took hold of the sheet which was her only concealment and began drawing it away. Millie continued to clutch the thin cover. But as she looked into her father-in-law's eyes and realized he was the only security she had, her fingers relaxed their hold. The sheet left her.
Gus gazed at her luscious young beauty – tits high and roundly tapering to rigid points, belly firm and gently rounded, hips full, blonde hair bristling wispily where her thighs and belly joined – and he was filled with a desire such as he hadn't known in years. His old cock stiffened and stood up from his lap, the bald knob suffused with rosy warmth, the brown stalk hard as in the days of his youth.
Millie stared at the evidence of her father-in-law's arousal, and she began to react as she had to every stiff prick she had seen at Stallion Ranch. She couldn't help herself.
Gradually she was making her adjustment to the inevitable. There didn't seem to be anything that could be done about it. If Gus, who was old and wise, could understand and accept her for the passionate creature that she was, why shouldn't she accept herself?
She threw her arms around the middle-aged man, her naked breasts squashing against his firm, hairy chest. He snuggled closer to her as they sat on the bed, and she felt his hard cock standing against her belly. His mouth captured hers, his firm lips sucking at her sweetness. His tongue thrust between her teeth to caress the silken sides of her mouth.
Millie was launched on another passionate ride. She clutched Gus' cock as if it were a lever to direct her giddy flight. The feel of her cool, delicate fingers encircling his manhood gave him a marvelous new thrill. He felt the virility which he had feared was slipping away from him permeate his entire body, giving him a warm, lusty glow.
He stopped kissing Millie and pressed her onto her back against the bed. He began to caress and kiss her lush body.
Gus had almost forgotten how teen-aged titties felt. But now the memories of his youth came flooding back to him as he wrapped his gnarled hands around as much of each boob as he could hold and squeezed tenderly. Millie's urgent pink nipples thrust even higher than before, and he brushed his lips across them, marveling at their fresh firmness. He drew Millie's nipples into his mouth and took long, voluptuous sucks at each of them as her hand stroked his horny shaft.
She was doing some marveling of her own. Somehow she hadn't believed that a man Gus' age could produce a hard-on which would rival that of her twenty-year-old bridegroom or his slightly older brothers. But the proof was in her hand, and she was enjoying it.
Gus moved down along her body, forcing her to relinquish her hold on his staff. He licked and sucked at the satiny skin around her navel, then dug his tongue into the dainty cup. Millie squirmed with delight, causing her tummy to quiver against his face.
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
