Almacén

Whenever I see people asking for credit mainly to beautiful women, I remember when I was a kid, barely 14 years old and living in a very quiet neighborhood in an inland city where everyone knew each other and the old gossipmongers knew everything about the world. Now that I'm far from that time, I want to tell you something about our grocer, Don Arturo, a very tall and well-dressed man who lived with his wife, a fat and ugly old woman with a bad temper, but since she wasn't good at serving people or didn't like it, she preferred to work by the hour in some rich people's homes. One afternoon while playing ball with other kids, I saw one of my neighbors, probably the most notable one for her red hair and almost comically beautiful body, enter the store. Maria lived just a few blocks away and her husband worked at an old oil factory like many other locals. I knew in advance that Don Arturo would do anything to attend to her, so following my instinct of mischief, I decided to stop playing and put myself up against the window to see what was happening. When I got there, I saw the man filling his basket as if the woman had given him a list of things to bring, then he lifted the counter top and took her by the back to make her go into the storage room. I was boiling with curiosity, so I jumped over the lilac bush on the side and approached the old window with dirty glass, but one corner was slightly broken and only my eye could see what was happening. They were united in a passionate kiss, and he was running his hands all over her body until he lifted up her skirt and caressed her white buttocks. She was moaning with pleasure and he was kneeling in front of her, kissing her vagina until she pushed her against some sugar bags where she raised her legs and began to kiss her more directly her intimate parts. The woman was panting and shouting incoherent things like Make me Arturo's yours that I can't take it anymore, the man had his blouse open and lifted his shirt to release two enormous breasts pointing to the sky and then he took off his pants and penetrated me, at the moment she was enjoying and screaming what came to her mouth. Apparently, it was slipping a bit and he tried to lift her more from her thighs. So they were for a long time, while she kept saying continuously__ Be careful Arturo I don't want to get pregnant, my husband will kill me!! Then he turned around and told her.__Give me the gold brooch, you know I like your ass and I want to cum in it as always.  She was completely submissive and put herself in position, and he would take saliva from his mouth to lubricate his anus and then he put himself in. She screamed apparently with a lot of pain but at the same time confused her attitude since she asked him not to take it out. After a good while of screwing her ass, he told her.__Do it cum my love!! and she said give me the cum papi, I want your cum!! and he producing a strong cry of liberation filled her anus with cum and both remained exhausted. Later, after some minutes, he got up from above her and then I went to keep playing. Like 10 minutes later, I left the business with my basket full of things, as slender and elegant as if nothing had happened. But since there is no perfect crime and someone always sees you, I was thinking about her husband, a much younger man than Arturo, hardworking and good person, he didn't deserve to be treated that way, but it wouldn't be me who would speak, only time or the opportunity to catch her in the act would give an end to that infidelity.