Lost with Mom 2
With the one I was falling for, there was no one who could leave my grandmother's house. To be honest, it wasn't that bad here, my uncle Paco, my father's older brother, who also lived in the village had renovated the place just two years ago. The old economic kitchen had been replaced with a decent boiler and we were grateful. I didn't have a bad night, but I took a while to fall asleep, partly because of my cousin Luis and his verbosity and partly remembering what happened to my mother in the car. That morning, at first light, only we were left: my grandmother, of course, my aunt Paula, my father's younger sister, my cousin Luis her son, my parents and I myself. My aunt had divorced five years earlier, she had already taken off mourning, according to Luis, his mother went out every week with a group of divorcees and spinsters. Aunt Paula was 40 years old, had some wrinkles on her face, brown skin and red hair, short, no more than 5 feet 6 inches tall, curvy and with quite a bust. I paid more attention to this last detail during the birthday party, as Luis said she was a bit more relaxed and wore pronounced cleavage. My cousin carried everything well, including his mother's desire to give her life a cheerful spin, also got along well with his father who had remarried, with a woman and her own children. In short, Luis was a joke, a constant prank, you could talk to him about anything, no matter how bad it was, and end up with a smile. My cousin said we didn't see each other often, he and I, so we didn't care as much about making fools of ourselves in front of each other. My aunt accompanied my centenarian grandmother to the kitchen, my mother and she had prepared breakfast, my father was in another room with his phone at that moment. Luis made a fool of himself for Grandma, pulled out a toothless smile and gave her two kisses, I also greeted her with a hug and a couple of kisses. He told us he had worried all day. anterior, who was happy that we were all there, then started rambling on about it being his last birthday, he had been doing so for almost ten years. Hungover Luis and I wrapped up and ventured out to take a walk around the village. Since it was January, the place was practically deserted, it was a small and isolated town. Only two or three neighbors were going down from their sixties, one of whom was my uncle Paco, who had fifty-nine. He was the mayor, of that and many other small municipalities, almost villages in the area, grouped together in a mancomunidad. The baker arrived honking his horn and all the neighbors came running, Luis and I climbed onto childhood paths. A cigarette was lit and he offered it to me, which I declined. -Damn grandma, one hundred tacos. He took a drag. -I'm telling you, it's something about the town. -That may be so, but if I'm being honest, I would die in two days here. I laughed at his joke. -I'm serious, I don't understand that guy or Alba. -What's going on with her? She just finished her degree and master's recently. Me, I was more interested in talking about something than anything else. -Well, she's going back to the village with her father. He mentioned it yesterday before they arrived, my cousins are a bunch of jerks for making her cry. -That's how it was, my two older cousins were well-off and loved looking down their noses at everyone. -I'm also telling you that if I knew Alba would be here, I wouldn't mind coming back more often. -And who wouldn't? Remembering what had happened to my mother the day before, just before we arrived she told us to be discreet while we were with the family in its entirety, something came to mind. -Would you F*** Alba?. If you could do it, if you knew she wants to do it as much as you. -Well, the truth is that yes. There was no moment of doubt for Luis either. -Seriously? He nodded with the cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets searching for warmth. -And my mother, would you F*** her?. I decided to go up bet. -Are you going to give me a beating if I tell the truth?. I denied laughing. -Yes, man, sorry and stuff, but she's really good and like I said last night, this time she has something very handsome. I told the truth also. -I'm going to screw your girlfriend too. -I swear on the slut . Jokingly, he made a move to hit me. -It's about the breasts, before they didn't show them and now they almost wear them outside, I understand. He shrugged his shoulders. -Do you Follaria yourself, do you say it to your mother?. He looked at me strangely. -Damn that, that can't be done, man. I looked at him with pretended pressure for him to answer. -Would you do it?. -Yes, without a doubt. He must have thought I was joking, but I was telling the most absolute truth. -Let's imagine the same scenario as with Alba, answer. -Well, man, even though it would never be the same, I suppose so. He stayed thoughtful for a second. -As if I dreamed something weird last night, I'll kill you. I laughed out loud, we continued the walk until the cold became unbearable. Back at my grandmother's house, the honored one was in the kitchen with the rest of the women, my aunt, Alba and my mother, and Juana, my uncle Paco's wife, had also arrived. My mother wasn't very fond of household chores or cooking, she worked all day so like she used to tell me, she wouldn't keep working when she got home, we had a maid anyway, and I ate at the university, so it didn't matter. My uncle Paco was in the living room with my father, talking about the town and stuff. My other cousins wouldn't show up except for meals, which was pretty good, also some distant relatives would be coming. We were getting sleepy, the TV was rubbish, the signal kept going in and out, making things worse. Luis and I had exhausted all topics to talk about. He went to help with cooking, at that moment my mother took advantage of it to slip away. My father and Paco had gone to see some lands. As I passed through the living room she gave me a sidelong glance and I followed her. We go upstairs, my lower lip was biting to kill the urge to grab her ass while she was walking in front of me on the stairs. My mother entered the room I shared with my father when we got there, I snuck behind them. With the door closed, I couldn't hold back the urge to jump on top of her, I had been fantasizing all night. I touched her body through her clothes, she let herself be done, normal after yesterday. I started kissing her neck, light and moist kisses.
For love, not now, she cut me off. What's wrong? I asked, looking at her.
We can't do anything with everyone here, she said, avoiding a kiss.
No, Mario, she said, noticing I was feeling down. I'm leaving something behind. She noticed.
Look, I really enjoyed what we did, and it will happen again, but not at your grandmother's house, for God's sake, hold on a bit.
I sat down on the bed, feeling a bit disappointed. Whatever my mother said, there was something in my pants that wanted to go against her.
Mario, my boy, she sat down beside me.
What we started hasn't ended, nor has it begun, but these things have to be taken care of with care and tact. She passed her hand over my package.
I'm also dying to repeat, and something more this time, just hold on a bit, son.
You're speaking as if you know a lot, I said, taking her wrist and avoiding her removing her hand.
Of dying from desire? She tried to avoid answering my question.
Of the other thing, incest. It was the first time I had pronounced that word in my life. The truth. I waited for a dark confession.
I read a lot, she shook her head slightly annoyed by that joke.
Well, it's actually a fantasy I've had for some time.
Did you want to screw me since then? She stopped looking at me for a second, searching for an escape, but I didn't let her, I grabbed one of her breasts.
Quiet! She pushed my hand away.
It's not that, it's something more, something I've seen, you've turned into an attractive boy, a bit lonely, and well there's something else, but I prefer to keep that for myself, the ' I looked with urgency -At least for now. It granted me that, knew how to keep myself on the hook.
-Go ahead and take care of this. She grabbed my cock through my pants, marking it well.
-Don't even think about getting down like that or you'll kill Grandma from fright.
-I could use some help.
I grabbed her ass as she was getting up, buried my face in the spot where her back ended and her butt began.
-Don't stop for a moment. She got out of me, took another step forward, and turned around.
-Is that enough?
She lifted her top and the shirt underneath it, went again without a bra, I had already noticed when grabbing her breast earlier. It was the first time I saw her breasts well, in the car I didn't get to contemplate those precise nipples in all their splendor. My mom had a small cup, an 80 or so, but they were well rounded. The nipples that seemed dark to me the day before were more like pink, large, and pointed.
I stretched out my free hand, the other was already in her pants, she pushed it away delicately and covered herself.
-If you don't listen to me, you'll be left with nothing.
She backed up another step, her back against the door. Now she only showed me her left breast, wanted to play and I did too. I got up suddenly, without giving her time to react.
I pulled out my cock already hard, touched it to her exposed stomach. She tried to push me away from her, not with much effort, the touch of my glans on her skin had me at a hundred, all I had to do was take off her pants, lower it an inch and I'd be there. My hands went to the belt of her jeans, she searched for them with hers to stop me, telling me no in whispers and nervous laughter.
I released the button, her jeans were too tight, I lowered them until mid-thigh on her endless legs, enough. I grabbed my cock and looked down, moving aside her thong. She kissed me to distract me.
-Not yet. She whispered in my ear.
-We can't do this here. My mom took control. From my ass, I imagined that at least it would make a masturbation, maybe another blow job. It got all taut, its head lifted above mine, took my cock between her thighs, felt the rubbing of her thong's fabric above, the flesh closing on either side.
-Muématured, with care.
It ordered me. I gave movement to my hips, my cock slid between her legs, didn't penetrate but noticed her increasing humidity. It was better than nothing, and in part very exciting, both of us almost completely undressed, and almost fucking but not actually. I wanted to give her pleasure with my fingers, she refused:
-Not if I start, I won't be able to stop.
She said.
-Mamá, I want to tell you that I love this, all of it, that it has me disoriented but it's great.
She smiled at my somewhat childish confession.
-I'm very happy, my boy, and I also like it, haven't felt this morbo in years, so much time.
She bit her lower lip. She leaned on my shoulders, came closer with her tongue to my ear, the tingling caused a cramp down my spine, the bite a peak of pain. I increased the rhythm of my hips, put my hands under her bra, pinched her nipples in response to the bite. I finished coming soon after, with my cock trapped between her perfect thighs, shot against the door, got her a little dirty without being able to help it. My mother searched for something to clean the door, handed me an old pillow that was on the bed, she took a paper handkerchief from her purse for herself, which was in a chair.
-Really?
I asked, holding the cushion in front of her.
-Better than nothing.
She pulled up her pants.
-You've left me soaked.
Before closing them she caressed her thong, marked the humidity on the fabric.
-That has a solution. I still wanted more.
-Don't be heavy. Clean that up and pretend it never happened.
In a moment I don't know why I got angry with her I put my pants back on -You're a slut, hotpants, you'll see! I yelled, punching the wall in response before she left. She said I saw him mad and got worse with what he yelled at me. The kitchen was still frenzied with preparations, my father and uncle returned, bringing one of my uncle's dogs with them. The German Shepherd, almost a puppy, became my main entertainment. Luis had finished his contribution, it turned out he had been studying pastry-making, didn't tell me anything, and had prepared a cake for Grandma. We spent the time until family members started arriving, even after that, tossing a ball back and forth to the dog. My cousins, the idiots, made their presence known, one brought his girlfriend, that girl hadn't seen a town or a photo of one, she wasn't as pretty as she thought poor thing. The meal started with a toast to Grandma from the whole table. Then we got down to business, the food was substantial, potatoes with chorizo for the first course and roasted lamb for the second. My cousins were all at one end of the table, Luis was making silly jokes, I was laughing along, Grandma, who wasn't far away either, her mother was calling him out. Alba, who had sat down next to us, reaing timidly on my left side as well. As I've said, the most characteristic trait of my cousin is her breast, enormous, but also I'd say she's a slightly insecure girl, smart and fun, but being a bit chubby and short, I think she has more complexes than we think, Luis and I loved her just the same. The dessert lingered until almost five, Grandma fell asleep around four, between my aunt and another relative they took her to the room. People started leaving gradually, first my cousins and their girlfriend, who had barely eaten. At a moment when I got up to go to the bathroom, Luis took my seat next to Alba. Our cousin had been laughing at his jokes and drinking quite a bit of wine for a while, I also had puffed mine and laughed quite a bit, assumed that both things were connected. I headed to the first-floor bathroom, entered without calling or anything, and my eyes stayed like plates. My aunt was lying on the tub, without a bra, in Corpiño, with her two good tits bouncing, as a consequence of the rubbing movement over the garment she was trying to clean. She turned back when she saw me at the threshold, and left the blouse on the sink to cover herself with her arms, but little could hide it. I didn't cut myself off from looking, not after what happened with my mother, not after her challenge and not after the heat I had between wine and other things.
-Fuck aunt forgive. I said while entering and closing behind me.
-What's up?. She asked with a cocky tone.
-But see how I am. You don't see how I am.
-Jesus Christ if you do see it. I responded, with double meaning.
-You're an idiot, get out of here. She ignored me, without stopping looking at me.
-I can't take it anymore and need to use the bathroom.
I replied, bringing my hand to my package, her eyes followed the gesture as if she had luck with Aunt Paula.
-Go ahead, let me go. She picked up the blouse.
-No woman, keep doing what you're doing, I only have to pee. Besides, you're my aunt, you won't see anything from the other world.
I advanced towards the toilet, trying to pass close to her on the short way.
-You won't be able...
She fell silent when she saw me pulling out my cock. I, who am quick to get excited, had her already quite turned on just by seeing her tits wobble, and the morbidness that my mother mentioned in the morning was doing the rest. My aunt didn't know where to put herself, she looked at me again for a few seconds, divorced and according to Luis looking for war, it was a good combination. I suppose she tried to pretend normality by going back to her thing, now I was looking sideways at those tits that seemed like they were about to jump out of Corpiño at any moment. Of course, I was getting so hot that the urge to pee was turning into an erection by moments. The time I had been standing in front of the toilet without doing anything drew my aunt's attention back.
-Aren't you in a hurry?. She asked, barely throwing a couple of glances, my cock It was bigger than at the beginning.
- It takes its time, it has a lot of mileage.
- That's what I meant by that wine speaking for me.
- What a jerk, just like your cousin.
- Is it equal or bigger?
- Blessed Rioja that brought out the best in me.
- Oh well, anyone who sees you.
She laughed, but looked at me more and more each time.
- Anyone who sees us, because your aunt is also on the photo.
- With an old Corpiño and two fallen breasts, you see, not all of us can be your mother. She adjusted her blouse.
- Some don't need it. I threw the bomb and turned around a bit to see how she reacted, the erection was almost complete. She looked at my cock, where else could she look in the small bathroom? The door opened, all modesty left me suddenly, I turned my back on the entrance and tried to think of something to get off the subject.
- Paula, forgive me. It was my mother's voice.
- And what is this doing here?
She asked about me.
- You see, I had to hurry, there were two people who should have taken away the wine before the second plate. My aunt replied.
- Well, your son will marry the girl at this rate. My mother commented clearly referring to Luis and Alba.
- I'm going downstairs to see what's up. My aunt left.
- Finish already, you're going to do Booty. She let me go before leaving.
They closed the door, they could hear them talking, which would have been my mother's doing if it had served to keep me with a stiff mast. The door opened again.
- Occupied!
I shouted without turning around.
- You were very occupied just a moment ago.
It was my mother again. I turned around, happy that it was her, with my cock pointing at her and my hands wanting to touch flesh.
- What were you doing with your aunt?
She asked something annoying.
- Well, what you told me this morning.
I replied and stayed as stiff as a board, with her I didn't have to be careful.
- You're kidding.
She sighed angrily, I didn't know if it was serious or an act.
- Those are ours, and if I go and fuck Luis, I'll take him to the room...
- No, Mom, don't joke.
I interrupted her, suddenly I couldn't stand imagining her with someone who wasn't me. ti.
I was really angry. -What's the wine and heat, look how I'm doing. -I pointed out my hard cock.
-You're 19 years old, you should know how to give yourself a masturbation by now.
-But it's not that I don't want a masturbation, I want to fuck you.
-I shortened the distance, she turned around towards the door and thought she was leaving, locked the lock.
-You won't stay calm until it passes, will you?
-I shook my head.
-I wanted it to be better than this, in grandma's bathroom at home.
-I wanted to do it on a good bed, at home and comfortably. Here everything is all family and your father downstairs. She approached and started rubbing me off, spat in her hand, extending her saliva over my cock.
-But I suppose that makes it a bit more exciting, doesn't it?
-Mom, I'm dying to get it on. -I pulled her towards me, and in a quick movement, I lifted her onto the sink.
-Her ass is going to get wet, silly boy.
She said it jokingly already.
-It's going to get wetter than that.
-I sketched a lupine smile. Unbuttoned my pants and this time lowered them to my knees, a little more, I was still wearing high boots and didn't give myself room for more. My underwear joined the instant. Her pussy shone wet, calling me, I answered. I had done it more times with a girlfriend from school, a girl who either ate everything or there was no fun for me, in the end she got used to it. That girl had her pussy closed, her lips almost towards the inside, my mother didn't, hers were outside, big and with that characteristic flower shape. I buried my mouth there, with my nose rubbing over the clitoris, played a bit with that to caress the pleasure button with the tip. Caught my mother by surprise as she stretched out and searched for holds when I felt myself there, in a look up I could see her biting her left hand not to moan. Luckily for her, her right hand found a towel, she took it to her mouth. Her fingers started digging into my hair. I couldn't open her legs well because of the pants, had to hold them shut. Take off your boots and then these. I changed into my underwear for the towel, she bit them with desire. Now, I finally separated her legs, her ass almost fell completely into the wet pile. I was enjoying eating her pussy when she pulled my hair up. -!For!. Let's fuck. We'll do this when we have more time.
She was breathing heavily. She took off her wetsuit and shirt, she was totally naked, I followed her example.
-No, leave your clothes on, in case someone comes. Don't waste any more time, give me this to bury you completely.
I lined up my cock at the entrance of her pussy.
-Is that it without more?. And what about making it special?
-When we get home, I swear we'll do something special, now Mom wants your cock.
She pulled on the collar of my shirt and brought me close to plant a kiss.
-No, don't be so heavy, look at how you're holding me.
I loved how she had me, I went crazy seeing her so excited. With my cock held, I caressed the entrance of her pussy, slowly warming it up more. She kicked me with a heel in my ass, Mom wanted me to stick it in already. I also died from wanting to place the glans at the entrance, savoring its humidity with the tip of my tail. I introduced it slowly, with a slow movement of my hips, she threw herself back, receiving me against the mirror.
-Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Dios Siiii Asiiii Papiiii Asiiii Follameee Asiiii Sigueeee Amooor Sigueee Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!
I let out a moan that I couldn't hold back and started with a soft pumping, almost afraid to break it or rather for it never to end. Mom sighed and looked directly at my eyes, her arms wrapped around my neck. She was wet and hot, not too open, her pussy squeezing my cock. We moved in the same rhythm, on the sink, I brought my hands to her ass to lift her up a bit more and bring her closer to me.
We ended up stuck together, her breasts against my torso, her nipples digging into me. She had me hogtied. Suspended in the air, take a step back, far from the pile. In the middle of the bathroom, with my mother completely naked and hanging from me, that's how we arrived, almost at the same time. My mother came first, not with terrible screams and fireworks, but with little whimpers, snorts, and a characteristic tremor that tensed her back, pressed her lips against my right shoulder as she exhaled the last shred of pleasure, finished biting down. –Uhhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! I came immediately after, it gave me a bit of trouble making it inside her, grabbing by the hair. -Mom... I started when I was coming, didn't take her out and came with desire.
–Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Tranquil love, nothing's wrong, fill it all up! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Giggling while she kissed me on the mouth.
-It went very well, now give me my clothes, we're in a hurry.
I passed her the clothes as she, with a piece of toilet paper, wiped off her pussy that was dripping something from my semen. I left the bathroom first, there were no moros in the coast, she came out a minute later. The clothes on, hair well-combed, like nothing had happened, it hadn't been the century's dust, just fifteen minutes more or less. It hadn't been wild sex where we would tear off our clothes and howl like animals. It had been a first time again, with some caution and more excitement from the morbidness of our mother-son relationship than from the act itself. My mother and I spent some more time alone on the first floor, we talked more, I listed all the things I wanted to do to her, she demanded something calm, we would have a great time together, but we had to be careful. We agreed that there shouldn't be any more outbursts like that while we were at grandma's, I was calmer and accepted, not very convinced. The family continued with its stories, thanks, and debates. My aunt Paula started playing cards with grandma and other old ladies distant family. She gave me a little smile when she saw me, but I noticed that there was something different about the way she looked at me. After doing it with my mother, I got really hot thinking about taking my aunt on the same path that my mother and I had taken recently, even though something told me that my mother had a lot of practical experience in these forbidden relationships. The thing is that everyone was in their cliques, and Luis and Alba had disappeared. My mother sat down next to the women playing cards, I saw myself alone and decided to go outside. My uncle's German shepherd dog was gnawing on a bone, when he saw me he started moving his tail, left the skeleton and came over to me with the ball in his mouth. I stood there, playing with the animal for a good hour, I would have preferred to be playing with my mother, but what could you do, besides it was weird being with all the family after the dust had settled. My aunt Paula suddenly appeared from the garden, wearing a shawl over her blouse. I, who had just calmed down, was a bit embarrassed about the momentary bath, even though my aunt's exuberance still attracted me. She stood there in silence for a while, watching me throw the tennis ball full of dog slobber.
-Mario,
Started and got a little flushed, maybe because you hadn't gotten into trouble with your mother.
-No way, I should apologize, it was due to the wine and...
-And because I had stayed very hot after my mother's anticlimax that morning, luckily I'm already relaxed and centered. Besides, I think jealousy played an important role in making my mother give in.
-Just that, well, so it doesn't happen again.
She said with a smile, without any conviction.
-Do you know where Luis went?
I denied it, if he had gone with Alba I had an idea, not a good one. I smiled thinking about my cousins tied up like me and my mother, but in reality there wasn't much to compare.
-Tell me something.
Caught me off guard.
-Good, they're grown-ups, and we've all done it before, then you'll shivering and you don't even look at family meals. My aunt spoke firsthand. I loved these confessions she would let slip, almost carelessly, with innocence, just as my mother did now as well as my aunt. I knew my mother had experience in these matters that she was hiding from me, and I had just discovered that my aunt also did. She turned away when I started pulling her tongue. -Who was it? -. Became strange. -That guy you got with. -And I thought it had passed the high point. Why do you care?. -I don't know, curiosity, and I'm bored out of my mind like an oyster. Even if I have something juicy to think about, it makes the time more pleasant for me. -It was partly true, partly I wanted to know that she also had knocked down that wall of taboo. -Juicy?. Your aunt's affairs. -I nodded, she looked at the floor and smiled. -Well, a cousin, honestly, the son of my uncle who left for America during the war. -I made a gesture for her to keep talking. -He was a handsome boy, with an accent from there and took me to the orchard, end of the story. I don't think it has much juice, I believe. -Did you get hot because it was family?. -She twisted her face, I had gone overboard. -I know where you're going, take it out of your head. She was very serious all of a sudden. -Don't think that just because she's teaching me the cock I'll go crazy with my nephew. -I wasn't trying to do that. -I lied partly. -Oh well, the previous routine and now this. -I had really hit a nerve with my aunt, a mistake in judgment. -One thing is the joke and all, but the other... -. Excuse me, aunt. I said apologetically. -Of course not, it was just a misunderstanding. -Look, I'm going to let it pass and forget this conversation. -I looked at the floor, noticed her severe eyes fixed on me. -Go find your cousins and bring them home. -I accepted the task somewhat intimidated, a small mistake. I was an idiot for imagining the protagonist of a porn movie that sleeps with everyone. My aunt's scolding left no doubt about the topic between my mother and I should have been taken with utmost care. I started to turn over everything that had happened in my mind, and if someone found out, we would lose our hair. It gave me a sense of vertigo doing something so taboo, but when you start, there's no way to stop, at least not for me and my mother, she also had a lot of vices. Luckily, Luis appeared to lift my spirits, he caught up with me halfway between the place where I knew Alba had been taken by him. It was what we called our childhood hideout, something away from the village, on the edge of a path among trees, and the ground would sink in there, and we had some dusty sofas that we found years ago. When we were teenagers, we hadn't brought anyone else to that place more than once, except for some girl from the village, and we were lucky if she came with us.
- That cousin.
He gave me a punch on the chest, he was happy.
- What have you done, you jerk?
- You think so?
- I don't believe it, you're just messing with me. Where is she?
- I've left her dead at home.
- Fart.
- Lying.
- And a prick too. Besides, it's your fault, because you picked on me this morning. He put his arm around my neck.
- Blessed pick. As I said, my cousin had an innate talent for lifting my spirits and he did.
He told me with all the details, and some exaggeration, about how things had gone with Alba. Listening to him rekindled my desire, which hadn't faded at all, to keep going forward with my mother. Luis didn't stop talking about Alba even when we went to sleep, it was the last night we spent together and he told me for the umpteenth time how our cousin had her tits, describing exactly a mark on her skin and kept telling me more. I was already looking back at my mother's promises of more fun together. I forgot about the bad time with Aunt Paula, only remembering her enormous tits swinging and the gazes at my cock, besides what he told me, let's focus on the good things. All these distractions along with Luis made me feel like I fell asleep late. The next morning I said goodbye, kissed here and there, hugged, and shook hands. My father told my mother that it would be better if I drove his car and they returned in his. She got angry and said I could drive but she was coming with me. We took my father ahead the whole way to the house, my mother with her left hand on my backpack for most of the trip, also turned off the heating and got goosebumps. I warned him we would have an accident if he kept going like that. As soon as we parked, my father put his car in the garage, I left my mother's car at the entrance to the same, I was sleeping rough that night. She whispered in my ear before leaving: Now it gets good.
With the one I was falling for, there was no one who could leave my grandmother's house. To be honest, it wasn't that bad here, my uncle Paco, my father's older brother, who also lived in the village had renovated the place just two years ago. The old economic kitchen had been replaced with a decent boiler and we were grateful. I didn't have a bad night, but I took a while to fall asleep, partly because of my cousin Luis and his verbosity and partly remembering what happened to my mother in the car. That morning, at first light, only we were left: my grandmother, of course, my aunt Paula, my father's younger sister, my cousin Luis her son, my parents and I myself. My aunt had divorced five years earlier, she had already taken off mourning, according to Luis, his mother went out every week with a group of divorcees and spinsters. Aunt Paula was 40 years old, had some wrinkles on her face, brown skin and red hair, short, no more than 5 feet 6 inches tall, curvy and with quite a bust. I paid more attention to this last detail during the birthday party, as Luis said she was a bit more relaxed and wore pronounced cleavage. My cousin carried everything well, including his mother's desire to give her life a cheerful spin, also got along well with his father who had remarried, with a woman and her own children. In short, Luis was a joke, a constant prank, you could talk to him about anything, no matter how bad it was, and end up with a smile. My cousin said we didn't see each other often, he and I, so we didn't care as much about making fools of ourselves in front of each other. My aunt accompanied my centenarian grandmother to the kitchen, my mother and she had prepared breakfast, my father was in another room with his phone at that moment. Luis made a fool of himself for Grandma, pulled out a toothless smile and gave her two kisses, I also greeted her with a hug and a couple of kisses. He told us he had worried all day. anterior, who was happy that we were all there, then started rambling on about it being his last birthday, he had been doing so for almost ten years. Hungover Luis and I wrapped up and ventured out to take a walk around the village. Since it was January, the place was practically deserted, it was a small and isolated town. Only two or three neighbors were going down from their sixties, one of whom was my uncle Paco, who had fifty-nine. He was the mayor, of that and many other small municipalities, almost villages in the area, grouped together in a mancomunidad. The baker arrived honking his horn and all the neighbors came running, Luis and I climbed onto childhood paths. A cigarette was lit and he offered it to me, which I declined. -Damn grandma, one hundred tacos. He took a drag. -I'm telling you, it's something about the town. -That may be so, but if I'm being honest, I would die in two days here. I laughed at his joke. -I'm serious, I don't understand that guy or Alba. -What's going on with her? She just finished her degree and master's recently. Me, I was more interested in talking about something than anything else. -Well, she's going back to the village with her father. He mentioned it yesterday before they arrived, my cousins are a bunch of jerks for making her cry. -That's how it was, my two older cousins were well-off and loved looking down their noses at everyone. -I'm also telling you that if I knew Alba would be here, I wouldn't mind coming back more often. -And who wouldn't? Remembering what had happened to my mother the day before, just before we arrived she told us to be discreet while we were with the family in its entirety, something came to mind. -Would you F*** Alba?. If you could do it, if you knew she wants to do it as much as you. -Well, the truth is that yes. There was no moment of doubt for Luis either. -Seriously? He nodded with the cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets searching for warmth. -And my mother, would you F*** her?. I decided to go up bet. -Are you going to give me a beating if I tell the truth?. I denied laughing. -Yes, man, sorry and stuff, but she's really good and like I said last night, this time she has something very handsome. I told the truth also. -I'm going to screw your girlfriend too. -I swear on the slut . Jokingly, he made a move to hit me. -It's about the breasts, before they didn't show them and now they almost wear them outside, I understand. He shrugged his shoulders. -Do you Follaria yourself, do you say it to your mother?. He looked at me strangely. -Damn that, that can't be done, man. I looked at him with pretended pressure for him to answer. -Would you do it?. -Yes, without a doubt. He must have thought I was joking, but I was telling the most absolute truth. -Let's imagine the same scenario as with Alba, answer. -Well, man, even though it would never be the same, I suppose so. He stayed thoughtful for a second. -As if I dreamed something weird last night, I'll kill you. I laughed out loud, we continued the walk until the cold became unbearable. Back at my grandmother's house, the honored one was in the kitchen with the rest of the women, my aunt, Alba and my mother, and Juana, my uncle Paco's wife, had also arrived. My mother wasn't very fond of household chores or cooking, she worked all day so like she used to tell me, she wouldn't keep working when she got home, we had a maid anyway, and I ate at the university, so it didn't matter. My uncle Paco was in the living room with my father, talking about the town and stuff. My other cousins wouldn't show up except for meals, which was pretty good, also some distant relatives would be coming. We were getting sleepy, the TV was rubbish, the signal kept going in and out, making things worse. Luis and I had exhausted all topics to talk about. He went to help with cooking, at that moment my mother took advantage of it to slip away. My father and Paco had gone to see some lands. As I passed through the living room she gave me a sidelong glance and I followed her. We go upstairs, my lower lip was biting to kill the urge to grab her ass while she was walking in front of me on the stairs. My mother entered the room I shared with my father when we got there, I snuck behind them. With the door closed, I couldn't hold back the urge to jump on top of her, I had been fantasizing all night. I touched her body through her clothes, she let herself be done, normal after yesterday. I started kissing her neck, light and moist kisses.
For love, not now, she cut me off. What's wrong? I asked, looking at her.
We can't do anything with everyone here, she said, avoiding a kiss.
No, Mario, she said, noticing I was feeling down. I'm leaving something behind. She noticed.
Look, I really enjoyed what we did, and it will happen again, but not at your grandmother's house, for God's sake, hold on a bit.
I sat down on the bed, feeling a bit disappointed. Whatever my mother said, there was something in my pants that wanted to go against her.
Mario, my boy, she sat down beside me.
What we started hasn't ended, nor has it begun, but these things have to be taken care of with care and tact. She passed her hand over my package.
I'm also dying to repeat, and something more this time, just hold on a bit, son.
You're speaking as if you know a lot, I said, taking her wrist and avoiding her removing her hand.
Of dying from desire? She tried to avoid answering my question.
Of the other thing, incest. It was the first time I had pronounced that word in my life. The truth. I waited for a dark confession.
I read a lot, she shook her head slightly annoyed by that joke.
Well, it's actually a fantasy I've had for some time.
Did you want to screw me since then? She stopped looking at me for a second, searching for an escape, but I didn't let her, I grabbed one of her breasts.
Quiet! She pushed my hand away.
It's not that, it's something more, something I've seen, you've turned into an attractive boy, a bit lonely, and well there's something else, but I prefer to keep that for myself, the ' I looked with urgency -At least for now. It granted me that, knew how to keep myself on the hook.
-Go ahead and take care of this. She grabbed my cock through my pants, marking it well.
-Don't even think about getting down like that or you'll kill Grandma from fright.
-I could use some help.
I grabbed her ass as she was getting up, buried my face in the spot where her back ended and her butt began.
-Don't stop for a moment. She got out of me, took another step forward, and turned around.
-Is that enough?
She lifted her top and the shirt underneath it, went again without a bra, I had already noticed when grabbing her breast earlier. It was the first time I saw her breasts well, in the car I didn't get to contemplate those precise nipples in all their splendor. My mom had a small cup, an 80 or so, but they were well rounded. The nipples that seemed dark to me the day before were more like pink, large, and pointed.
I stretched out my free hand, the other was already in her pants, she pushed it away delicately and covered herself.
-If you don't listen to me, you'll be left with nothing.
She backed up another step, her back against the door. Now she only showed me her left breast, wanted to play and I did too. I got up suddenly, without giving her time to react.
I pulled out my cock already hard, touched it to her exposed stomach. She tried to push me away from her, not with much effort, the touch of my glans on her skin had me at a hundred, all I had to do was take off her pants, lower it an inch and I'd be there. My hands went to the belt of her jeans, she searched for them with hers to stop me, telling me no in whispers and nervous laughter.
I released the button, her jeans were too tight, I lowered them until mid-thigh on her endless legs, enough. I grabbed my cock and looked down, moving aside her thong. She kissed me to distract me.
-Not yet. She whispered in my ear.
-We can't do this here. My mom took control. From my ass, I imagined that at least it would make a masturbation, maybe another blow job. It got all taut, its head lifted above mine, took my cock between her thighs, felt the rubbing of her thong's fabric above, the flesh closing on either side.
-Muématured, with care.
It ordered me. I gave movement to my hips, my cock slid between her legs, didn't penetrate but noticed her increasing humidity. It was better than nothing, and in part very exciting, both of us almost completely undressed, and almost fucking but not actually. I wanted to give her pleasure with my fingers, she refused:
-Not if I start, I won't be able to stop.
She said.
-Mamá, I want to tell you that I love this, all of it, that it has me disoriented but it's great.
She smiled at my somewhat childish confession.
-I'm very happy, my boy, and I also like it, haven't felt this morbo in years, so much time.
She bit her lower lip. She leaned on my shoulders, came closer with her tongue to my ear, the tingling caused a cramp down my spine, the bite a peak of pain. I increased the rhythm of my hips, put my hands under her bra, pinched her nipples in response to the bite. I finished coming soon after, with my cock trapped between her perfect thighs, shot against the door, got her a little dirty without being able to help it. My mother searched for something to clean the door, handed me an old pillow that was on the bed, she took a paper handkerchief from her purse for herself, which was in a chair.
-Really?
I asked, holding the cushion in front of her.
-Better than nothing.
She pulled up her pants.
-You've left me soaked.
Before closing them she caressed her thong, marked the humidity on the fabric.
-That has a solution. I still wanted more.
-Don't be heavy. Clean that up and pretend it never happened.
In a moment I don't know why I got angry with her I put my pants back on -You're a slut, hotpants, you'll see! I yelled, punching the wall in response before she left. She said I saw him mad and got worse with what he yelled at me. The kitchen was still frenzied with preparations, my father and uncle returned, bringing one of my uncle's dogs with them. The German Shepherd, almost a puppy, became my main entertainment. Luis had finished his contribution, it turned out he had been studying pastry-making, didn't tell me anything, and had prepared a cake for Grandma. We spent the time until family members started arriving, even after that, tossing a ball back and forth to the dog. My cousins, the idiots, made their presence known, one brought his girlfriend, that girl hadn't seen a town or a photo of one, she wasn't as pretty as she thought poor thing. The meal started with a toast to Grandma from the whole table. Then we got down to business, the food was substantial, potatoes with chorizo for the first course and roasted lamb for the second. My cousins were all at one end of the table, Luis was making silly jokes, I was laughing along, Grandma, who wasn't far away either, her mother was calling him out. Alba, who had sat down next to us, reaing timidly on my left side as well. As I've said, the most characteristic trait of my cousin is her breast, enormous, but also I'd say she's a slightly insecure girl, smart and fun, but being a bit chubby and short, I think she has more complexes than we think, Luis and I loved her just the same. The dessert lingered until almost five, Grandma fell asleep around four, between my aunt and another relative they took her to the room. People started leaving gradually, first my cousins and their girlfriend, who had barely eaten. At a moment when I got up to go to the bathroom, Luis took my seat next to Alba. Our cousin had been laughing at his jokes and drinking quite a bit of wine for a while, I also had puffed mine and laughed quite a bit, assumed that both things were connected. I headed to the first-floor bathroom, entered without calling or anything, and my eyes stayed like plates. My aunt was lying on the tub, without a bra, in Corpiño, with her two good tits bouncing, as a consequence of the rubbing movement over the garment she was trying to clean. She turned back when she saw me at the threshold, and left the blouse on the sink to cover herself with her arms, but little could hide it. I didn't cut myself off from looking, not after what happened with my mother, not after her challenge and not after the heat I had between wine and other things.
-Fuck aunt forgive. I said while entering and closing behind me.
-What's up?. She asked with a cocky tone.
-But see how I am. You don't see how I am.
-Jesus Christ if you do see it. I responded, with double meaning.
-You're an idiot, get out of here. She ignored me, without stopping looking at me.
-I can't take it anymore and need to use the bathroom.
I replied, bringing my hand to my package, her eyes followed the gesture as if she had luck with Aunt Paula.
-Go ahead, let me go. She picked up the blouse.
-No woman, keep doing what you're doing, I only have to pee. Besides, you're my aunt, you won't see anything from the other world.
I advanced towards the toilet, trying to pass close to her on the short way.
-You won't be able...
She fell silent when she saw me pulling out my cock. I, who am quick to get excited, had her already quite turned on just by seeing her tits wobble, and the morbidness that my mother mentioned in the morning was doing the rest. My aunt didn't know where to put herself, she looked at me again for a few seconds, divorced and according to Luis looking for war, it was a good combination. I suppose she tried to pretend normality by going back to her thing, now I was looking sideways at those tits that seemed like they were about to jump out of Corpiño at any moment. Of course, I was getting so hot that the urge to pee was turning into an erection by moments. The time I had been standing in front of the toilet without doing anything drew my aunt's attention back.
-Aren't you in a hurry?. She asked, barely throwing a couple of glances, my cock It was bigger than at the beginning.
- It takes its time, it has a lot of mileage.
- That's what I meant by that wine speaking for me.
- What a jerk, just like your cousin.
- Is it equal or bigger?
- Blessed Rioja that brought out the best in me.
- Oh well, anyone who sees you.
She laughed, but looked at me more and more each time.
- Anyone who sees us, because your aunt is also on the photo.
- With an old Corpiño and two fallen breasts, you see, not all of us can be your mother. She adjusted her blouse.
- Some don't need it. I threw the bomb and turned around a bit to see how she reacted, the erection was almost complete. She looked at my cock, where else could she look in the small bathroom? The door opened, all modesty left me suddenly, I turned my back on the entrance and tried to think of something to get off the subject.
- Paula, forgive me. It was my mother's voice.
- And what is this doing here?
She asked about me.
- You see, I had to hurry, there were two people who should have taken away the wine before the second plate. My aunt replied.
- Well, your son will marry the girl at this rate. My mother commented clearly referring to Luis and Alba.
- I'm going downstairs to see what's up. My aunt left.
- Finish already, you're going to do Booty. She let me go before leaving.
They closed the door, they could hear them talking, which would have been my mother's doing if it had served to keep me with a stiff mast. The door opened again.
- Occupied!
I shouted without turning around.
- You were very occupied just a moment ago.
It was my mother again. I turned around, happy that it was her, with my cock pointing at her and my hands wanting to touch flesh.
- What were you doing with your aunt?
She asked something annoying.
- Well, what you told me this morning.
I replied and stayed as stiff as a board, with her I didn't have to be careful.
- You're kidding.
She sighed angrily, I didn't know if it was serious or an act.
- Those are ours, and if I go and fuck Luis, I'll take him to the room...
- No, Mom, don't joke.
I interrupted her, suddenly I couldn't stand imagining her with someone who wasn't me. ti.
I was really angry. -What's the wine and heat, look how I'm doing. -I pointed out my hard cock.
-You're 19 years old, you should know how to give yourself a masturbation by now.
-But it's not that I don't want a masturbation, I want to fuck you.
-I shortened the distance, she turned around towards the door and thought she was leaving, locked the lock.
-You won't stay calm until it passes, will you?
-I shook my head.
-I wanted it to be better than this, in grandma's bathroom at home.
-I wanted to do it on a good bed, at home and comfortably. Here everything is all family and your father downstairs. She approached and started rubbing me off, spat in her hand, extending her saliva over my cock.
-But I suppose that makes it a bit more exciting, doesn't it?
-Mom, I'm dying to get it on. -I pulled her towards me, and in a quick movement, I lifted her onto the sink.
-Her ass is going to get wet, silly boy.
She said it jokingly already.
-It's going to get wetter than that.
-I sketched a lupine smile. Unbuttoned my pants and this time lowered them to my knees, a little more, I was still wearing high boots and didn't give myself room for more. My underwear joined the instant. Her pussy shone wet, calling me, I answered. I had done it more times with a girlfriend from school, a girl who either ate everything or there was no fun for me, in the end she got used to it. That girl had her pussy closed, her lips almost towards the inside, my mother didn't, hers were outside, big and with that characteristic flower shape. I buried my mouth there, with my nose rubbing over the clitoris, played a bit with that to caress the pleasure button with the tip. Caught my mother by surprise as she stretched out and searched for holds when I felt myself there, in a look up I could see her biting her left hand not to moan. Luckily for her, her right hand found a towel, she took it to her mouth. Her fingers started digging into my hair. I couldn't open her legs well because of the pants, had to hold them shut. Take off your boots and then these. I changed into my underwear for the towel, she bit them with desire. Now, I finally separated her legs, her ass almost fell completely into the wet pile. I was enjoying eating her pussy when she pulled my hair up. -!For!. Let's fuck. We'll do this when we have more time.
She was breathing heavily. She took off her wetsuit and shirt, she was totally naked, I followed her example.
-No, leave your clothes on, in case someone comes. Don't waste any more time, give me this to bury you completely.
I lined up my cock at the entrance of her pussy.
-Is that it without more?. And what about making it special?
-When we get home, I swear we'll do something special, now Mom wants your cock.
She pulled on the collar of my shirt and brought me close to plant a kiss.
-No, don't be so heavy, look at how you're holding me.
I loved how she had me, I went crazy seeing her so excited. With my cock held, I caressed the entrance of her pussy, slowly warming it up more. She kicked me with a heel in my ass, Mom wanted me to stick it in already. I also died from wanting to place the glans at the entrance, savoring its humidity with the tip of my tail. I introduced it slowly, with a slow movement of my hips, she threw herself back, receiving me against the mirror.
-Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Dios Siiii Asiiii Papiiii Asiiii Follameee Asiiii Sigueeee Amooor Sigueee Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!
I let out a moan that I couldn't hold back and started with a soft pumping, almost afraid to break it or rather for it never to end. Mom sighed and looked directly at my eyes, her arms wrapped around my neck. She was wet and hot, not too open, her pussy squeezing my cock. We moved in the same rhythm, on the sink, I brought my hands to her ass to lift her up a bit more and bring her closer to me.
We ended up stuck together, her breasts against my torso, her nipples digging into me. She had me hogtied. Suspended in the air, take a step back, far from the pile. In the middle of the bathroom, with my mother completely naked and hanging from me, that's how we arrived, almost at the same time. My mother came first, not with terrible screams and fireworks, but with little whimpers, snorts, and a characteristic tremor that tensed her back, pressed her lips against my right shoulder as she exhaled the last shred of pleasure, finished biting down. –Uhhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! I came immediately after, it gave me a bit of trouble making it inside her, grabbing by the hair. -Mom... I started when I was coming, didn't take her out and came with desire.
–Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Tranquil love, nothing's wrong, fill it all up! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Giggling while she kissed me on the mouth.
-It went very well, now give me my clothes, we're in a hurry.
I passed her the clothes as she, with a piece of toilet paper, wiped off her pussy that was dripping something from my semen. I left the bathroom first, there were no moros in the coast, she came out a minute later. The clothes on, hair well-combed, like nothing had happened, it hadn't been the century's dust, just fifteen minutes more or less. It hadn't been wild sex where we would tear off our clothes and howl like animals. It had been a first time again, with some caution and more excitement from the morbidness of our mother-son relationship than from the act itself. My mother and I spent some more time alone on the first floor, we talked more, I listed all the things I wanted to do to her, she demanded something calm, we would have a great time together, but we had to be careful. We agreed that there shouldn't be any more outbursts like that while we were at grandma's, I was calmer and accepted, not very convinced. The family continued with its stories, thanks, and debates. My aunt Paula started playing cards with grandma and other old ladies distant family. She gave me a little smile when she saw me, but I noticed that there was something different about the way she looked at me. After doing it with my mother, I got really hot thinking about taking my aunt on the same path that my mother and I had taken recently, even though something told me that my mother had a lot of practical experience in these forbidden relationships. The thing is that everyone was in their cliques, and Luis and Alba had disappeared. My mother sat down next to the women playing cards, I saw myself alone and decided to go outside. My uncle's German shepherd dog was gnawing on a bone, when he saw me he started moving his tail, left the skeleton and came over to me with the ball in his mouth. I stood there, playing with the animal for a good hour, I would have preferred to be playing with my mother, but what could you do, besides it was weird being with all the family after the dust had settled. My aunt Paula suddenly appeared from the garden, wearing a shawl over her blouse. I, who had just calmed down, was a bit embarrassed about the momentary bath, even though my aunt's exuberance still attracted me. She stood there in silence for a while, watching me throw the tennis ball full of dog slobber.
-Mario,
Started and got a little flushed, maybe because you hadn't gotten into trouble with your mother.
-No way, I should apologize, it was due to the wine and...
-And because I had stayed very hot after my mother's anticlimax that morning, luckily I'm already relaxed and centered. Besides, I think jealousy played an important role in making my mother give in.
-Just that, well, so it doesn't happen again.
She said with a smile, without any conviction.
-Do you know where Luis went?
I denied it, if he had gone with Alba I had an idea, not a good one. I smiled thinking about my cousins tied up like me and my mother, but in reality there wasn't much to compare.
-Tell me something.
Caught me off guard.
-Good, they're grown-ups, and we've all done it before, then you'll shivering and you don't even look at family meals. My aunt spoke firsthand. I loved these confessions she would let slip, almost carelessly, with innocence, just as my mother did now as well as my aunt. I knew my mother had experience in these matters that she was hiding from me, and I had just discovered that my aunt also did. She turned away when I started pulling her tongue. -Who was it? -. Became strange. -That guy you got with. -And I thought it had passed the high point. Why do you care?. -I don't know, curiosity, and I'm bored out of my mind like an oyster. Even if I have something juicy to think about, it makes the time more pleasant for me. -It was partly true, partly I wanted to know that she also had knocked down that wall of taboo. -Juicy?. Your aunt's affairs. -I nodded, she looked at the floor and smiled. -Well, a cousin, honestly, the son of my uncle who left for America during the war. -I made a gesture for her to keep talking. -He was a handsome boy, with an accent from there and took me to the orchard, end of the story. I don't think it has much juice, I believe. -Did you get hot because it was family?. -She twisted her face, I had gone overboard. -I know where you're going, take it out of your head. She was very serious all of a sudden. -Don't think that just because she's teaching me the cock I'll go crazy with my nephew. -I wasn't trying to do that. -I lied partly. -Oh well, the previous routine and now this. -I had really hit a nerve with my aunt, a mistake in judgment. -One thing is the joke and all, but the other... -. Excuse me, aunt. I said apologetically. -Of course not, it was just a misunderstanding. -Look, I'm going to let it pass and forget this conversation. -I looked at the floor, noticed her severe eyes fixed on me. -Go find your cousins and bring them home. -I accepted the task somewhat intimidated, a small mistake. I was an idiot for imagining the protagonist of a porn movie that sleeps with everyone. My aunt's scolding left no doubt about the topic between my mother and I should have been taken with utmost care. I started to turn over everything that had happened in my mind, and if someone found out, we would lose our hair. It gave me a sense of vertigo doing something so taboo, but when you start, there's no way to stop, at least not for me and my mother, she also had a lot of vices. Luckily, Luis appeared to lift my spirits, he caught up with me halfway between the place where I knew Alba had been taken by him. It was what we called our childhood hideout, something away from the village, on the edge of a path among trees, and the ground would sink in there, and we had some dusty sofas that we found years ago. When we were teenagers, we hadn't brought anyone else to that place more than once, except for some girl from the village, and we were lucky if she came with us.
- That cousin.
He gave me a punch on the chest, he was happy.
- What have you done, you jerk?
- You think so?
- I don't believe it, you're just messing with me. Where is she?
- I've left her dead at home.
- Fart.
- Lying.
- And a prick too. Besides, it's your fault, because you picked on me this morning. He put his arm around my neck.
- Blessed pick. As I said, my cousin had an innate talent for lifting my spirits and he did.
He told me with all the details, and some exaggeration, about how things had gone with Alba. Listening to him rekindled my desire, which hadn't faded at all, to keep going forward with my mother. Luis didn't stop talking about Alba even when we went to sleep, it was the last night we spent together and he told me for the umpteenth time how our cousin had her tits, describing exactly a mark on her skin and kept telling me more. I was already looking back at my mother's promises of more fun together. I forgot about the bad time with Aunt Paula, only remembering her enormous tits swinging and the gazes at my cock, besides what he told me, let's focus on the good things. All these distractions along with Luis made me feel like I fell asleep late. The next morning I said goodbye, kissed here and there, hugged, and shook hands. My father told my mother that it would be better if I drove his car and they returned in his. She got angry and said I could drive but she was coming with me. We took my father ahead the whole way to the house, my mother with her left hand on my backpack for most of the trip, also turned off the heating and got goosebumps. I warned him we would have an accident if he kept going like that. As soon as we parked, my father put his car in the garage, I left my mother's car at the entrance to the same, I was sleeping rough that night. She whispered in my ear before leaving: Now it gets good.
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