Angélica joined in, after both family members had finished inside her body and she sat on a stool in the same room, feeling tired, overwhelmed, dizzy, unsure if it was due to being devastated by everything that had happened, or because she no longer had the age when she did it professionally, or because she was out of practice, or due to despair, or the sum of all those issues.
As she sat down, she felt like her whole body, the semen, running through her rectum downwards and falling through the anus opening onto the floor.
That did it, it made her feel even worse, almost vomited, fell apart, but she resisted and excused herself, leaving the room to go to another room, the bathroom or to find something to clean with, as no one knew what to think.
The gentlemen were left alone, naked, and she barely crossed the threshold of the door that separated both areas, stopped behind the door, leaned against the cold wall, and stayed there for a while, trying to reflect a bit, and also listen if they mentioned her (those two men) uncle and nephew, in any comment.
The two of them got dressed almost without commenting, quickly, it was all unconsciousness, what had been done was very bold, that would be like a minimum consideration of what happened there.
However, this was just starting, Julio, Leo's friend who had left due to confrontations with his son, at least until he returned to military service, had been observing everything that had happened between her and her son Leo, and that guy she still didn't know.
Angélica knew that Julio didn't have anywhere to stop, he didn't have a home, the young man around thirty years old looked worn out, badly dressed, unkempt, with his beard grown long and dirty. When Julio took care of his personal appearance, he seemed to be the same age as his son.
She was getting dressed in that kind of corridor, vestibule, she had stayed for a while without making a sound trying to listen for any comment among her family members, but since there were none, she started dressing, she couldn't stay naked in the middle of the house anymore, as all her family was still there. Felina was sleeping and could wake up at any moment, just like her husband Bruno. However, perhaps because she was confused by what had happened, she didn't take Julio's presence badly. In fact, she had asked him to leave to avoid a serious problem with her son Leo. That's why he then disappeared, and should stay that way, at least until Leo returned to the barracks, and then they would see what to do, since going back to their previous life rhythm when everyone lived like an extended family wouldn't be possible.
So he smiled at her, although she felt surprised by him. Julio, expecting the worst reaction from her, from Angélica, and somehow blocking out the reprimands, hugged her knees, sobbing, crying like a woman and apologizing in advance for anything.
But before the doubt, before the pressure, before the stress, she always responded well, and it lit up, her little lamp went on, that made her unique, that distinguished her from the common women, her cynicism, her hypocrisy took away uncertainties. However, this time, she lost control, from this moment on, she was no longer the same, something clicked.
Angélica, half-dressed, was taken from behind by Julio, while she let herself be distracted thinking about the situation, meanwhile Julio began to play with her left breast, whispering things in her ear and touching her clitoris, as if to warm her up, she was volatile to his whims.
Julio, the friend of her son was bisexual, she was convinced that Leo had recently realized it, since her son was quite homophobic, she looked at him and he closed his eyes to kiss her, she knew he was faking, she was convinced that he loved her son Leo, but as a way to please the family, he did what was necessary, in this case, to get along with her.
One thing led to another and without realizing it, Angélica was on her back on the floor of the narrow vestibule being penetrated unwillingly by someone who was doing it out of obligation, while she continued arguing that it should be done, thinking about how to take revenge.
After doing it she asked him to return at night, Julio hesitated but she took his wallet and gave him money so he would trust that he would be received and wait in some boliche he accepted without speaking and left. When he returned to the room, both familiar relatives, her son and her brother's son, i.e., uncle and nephew, were conversing seated on the sofa where they had possessed the poor woman just minutes before, along with them was her husband Bruno, Leo's father and Ernesto's brother-in-law, who looked uncomfortable in that situation, everyone there knew what had happened between them, namely Angélica's youth in the province and her activity as a prostitute alongside her brother Ernesto, the fiolo who exploited her sexually. Angélica remembered that past again at that moment when she was forced to an unwanted initiation by her.
When she was repeatedly sodomized by her brother so that she could get used to being ready and accustomed to bad treatment.
Forced to experience everything, things that brushed against the limit of good taste, on the border of what could be considered normal if all that activity could be considered normal at all.
And she had to remain submissive, dominated, attentive and predisposed, there were moments when it was just a kind of task, that didn't awaken any feeling in her, not even hatred, anger, nothing at all, nor did she question it.
I suffered more than I should have other times.
Thousands of examples, days, different shifts, appeared to her in her memories, some even forgotten by her, but at that moment it seemed as if all of them had become present.
The countless experiences she had to go through, with Ernesto's friends, with some of his cousins, so that she (according to her brother) could acquire the necessary practice.
The first time she was forced to do it in front of all Ernesto's friends with the African guy, a 2-meter-tall 'grone' and by the ass.
Recorded also his first double penetration, when his brother exposed him being so inexperienced, to some parishioners who wore twenty-five centimeters of cock.
The different books I had to do in the middle of nowhere, from the field where we lived, in that province in the north of the country.
So that your brother hands it over to taxi drivers, to hotels, so they can get to know it and ask for their services.
I remembered how young and innocent I was, in the hands of such a depraved person.
All because of this filthy person, her direct relative, her own blood, her brother, entered the room, carrying something in one of his hands that men couldn't identify at first until she stopped in the middle of the room and pointed at her brother. It was a silver-plated fire weapon, Bruno and Leo sprang up like springs and ran quickly towards her, which made her nervous and shoot while Ernesto (her brother) threw himself to the floor and left the room, the house, the neighborhood, and waited for the rest of his life.
She regretted not even having hurt him.
The men of the family remained motionless at the sound of the explosion. The only one who appeared almost naked running on stage was her daughter Felina, who managed to appreciate that her mother was hiding a weapon in her underwear! What happened? She exclaimed and no one responded.
Before the silence, her mother left the room and Felina made a gesture with a kind of massager passing it between her developed breasts and a gesture accompanied by another exclamation ¡Uuuuhhh!
That night Julio returned, Leo didn't say anything, not to add another incident to that family that couldn't take it anymore. He knew he had acted badly with his mother and that everything had almost led to a disaster, his mother said 'He'll sleep as always in the room with you and Felina on the sofa in the living room!' That was Leo's punishment, his son, who couldn't get any sleep all night because Julio was in love with him and wanted to be possessed and surely also possess him.
That did it, it made her feel even worse, almost vomited, fell apart, but she resisted and excused herself, leaving the room to go to another room, the bathroom or to find something to clean with, as no one knew what to think.The gentlemen were left alone, naked, and she barely crossed the threshold of the door that separated both areas, stopped behind the door, leaned against the cold wall, and stayed there for a while, trying to reflect a bit, and also listen if they mentioned her (those two men) uncle and nephew, in any comment.
The two of them got dressed almost without commenting, quickly, it was all unconsciousness, what had been done was very bold, that would be like a minimum consideration of what happened there.However, this was just starting, Julio, Leo's friend who had left due to confrontations with his son, at least until he returned to military service, had been observing everything that had happened between her and her son Leo, and that guy she still didn't know.
Angélica knew that Julio didn't have anywhere to stop, he didn't have a home, the young man around thirty years old looked worn out, badly dressed, unkempt, with his beard grown long and dirty. When Julio took care of his personal appearance, he seemed to be the same age as his son.
She was getting dressed in that kind of corridor, vestibule, she had stayed for a while without making a sound trying to listen for any comment among her family members, but since there were none, she started dressing, she couldn't stay naked in the middle of the house anymore, as all her family was still there. Felina was sleeping and could wake up at any moment, just like her husband Bruno. However, perhaps because she was confused by what had happened, she didn't take Julio's presence badly. In fact, she had asked him to leave to avoid a serious problem with her son Leo. That's why he then disappeared, and should stay that way, at least until Leo returned to the barracks, and then they would see what to do, since going back to their previous life rhythm when everyone lived like an extended family wouldn't be possible.
So he smiled at her, although she felt surprised by him. Julio, expecting the worst reaction from her, from Angélica, and somehow blocking out the reprimands, hugged her knees, sobbing, crying like a woman and apologizing in advance for anything.But before the doubt, before the pressure, before the stress, she always responded well, and it lit up, her little lamp went on, that made her unique, that distinguished her from the common women, her cynicism, her hypocrisy took away uncertainties. However, this time, she lost control, from this moment on, she was no longer the same, something clicked.Angélica, half-dressed, was taken from behind by Julio, while she let herself be distracted thinking about the situation, meanwhile Julio began to play with her left breast, whispering things in her ear and touching her clitoris, as if to warm her up, she was volatile to his whims.
Julio, the friend of her son was bisexual, she was convinced that Leo had recently realized it, since her son was quite homophobic, she looked at him and he closed his eyes to kiss her, she knew he was faking, she was convinced that he loved her son Leo, but as a way to please the family, he did what was necessary, in this case, to get along with her. One thing led to another and without realizing it, Angélica was on her back on the floor of the narrow vestibule being penetrated unwillingly by someone who was doing it out of obligation, while she continued arguing that it should be done, thinking about how to take revenge.
After doing it she asked him to return at night, Julio hesitated but she took his wallet and gave him money so he would trust that he would be received and wait in some boliche he accepted without speaking and left. When he returned to the room, both familiar relatives, her son and her brother's son, i.e., uncle and nephew, were conversing seated on the sofa where they had possessed the poor woman just minutes before, along with them was her husband Bruno, Leo's father and Ernesto's brother-in-law, who looked uncomfortable in that situation, everyone there knew what had happened between them, namely Angélica's youth in the province and her activity as a prostitute alongside her brother Ernesto, the fiolo who exploited her sexually. Angélica remembered that past again at that moment when she was forced to an unwanted initiation by her.When she was repeatedly sodomized by her brother so that she could get used to being ready and accustomed to bad treatment.Forced to experience everything, things that brushed against the limit of good taste, on the border of what could be considered normal if all that activity could be considered normal at all.And she had to remain submissive, dominated, attentive and predisposed, there were moments when it was just a kind of task, that didn't awaken any feeling in her, not even hatred, anger, nothing at all, nor did she question it.I suffered more than I should have other times.Thousands of examples, days, different shifts, appeared to her in her memories, some even forgotten by her, but at that moment it seemed as if all of them had become present.The countless experiences she had to go through, with Ernesto's friends, with some of his cousins, so that she (according to her brother) could acquire the necessary practice.The first time she was forced to do it in front of all Ernesto's friends with the African guy, a 2-meter-tall 'grone' and by the ass.Recorded also his first double penetration, when his brother exposed him being so inexperienced, to some parishioners who wore twenty-five centimeters of cock.The different books I had to do in the middle of nowhere, from the field where we lived, in that province in the north of the country.So that your brother hands it over to taxi drivers, to hotels, so they can get to know it and ask for their services.I remembered how young and innocent I was, in the hands of such a depraved person.All because of this filthy person, her direct relative, her own blood, her brother, entered the room, carrying something in one of his hands that men couldn't identify at first until she stopped in the middle of the room and pointed at her brother. It was a silver-plated fire weapon, Bruno and Leo sprang up like springs and ran quickly towards her, which made her nervous and shoot while Ernesto (her brother) threw himself to the floor and left the room, the house, the neighborhood, and waited for the rest of his life.She regretted not even having hurt him.
The men of the family remained motionless at the sound of the explosion. The only one who appeared almost naked running on stage was her daughter Felina, who managed to appreciate that her mother was hiding a weapon in her underwear! What happened? She exclaimed and no one responded.
Before the silence, her mother left the room and Felina made a gesture with a kind of massager passing it between her developed breasts and a gesture accompanied by another exclamation ¡Uuuuhhh!That night Julio returned, Leo didn't say anything, not to add another incident to that family that couldn't take it anymore. He knew he had acted badly with his mother and that everything had almost led to a disaster, his mother said 'He'll sleep as always in the room with you and Felina on the sofa in the living room!' That was Leo's punishment, his son, who couldn't get any sleep all night because Julio was in love with him and wanted to be possessed and surely also possess him.
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