Voyeur Style 3 the Beginning 1

By the year '84 I was 15 years old and had moved to second-year industrial. My family consisted of my old lady and my old man. My mother, a seamstress, worked on jobs at home, my father worked for an international soda company as machine maintenance. A peaceful economy without craziness. And my old lady had a brother, Uncle Emilio, who was two years older, married to Aunt Gladys, and they had a daughter, Monica. One Sunday they came to my house to eat a barbecue, it was December, I had finished school, my old lady told my uncle Emilio why not take me to work at the market? My uncle replied that there were no problems, he would go and start the next day. Monica was a typical girl who had finished secondary school and started studying to be a teacher, physically normal always wore very formal clothes, dresses below her knees, nothing exciting. That Monday I started working at the market, my aunt, my cousin, and a 19-year-old dude named Beto, half-caveman but very hardworking. My uncle sent me to clean a corridor parallel to the market, there was an important mess, bottles, boxes, scrap metal, etc. I would take it out and gather it to later sell it at the junkyard and make some money. By afternoon I had cleaned up quite a bit, grabbed my bike, filled a basket, and went to sell it. I returned, my uncle sent me with a delivery, and by 5 pm I had finished. The next day I finished cleaning the corridor that ended in a kind of room that only had a wooden table. By that time I already knew how to do some repairs, so I put in a light, fixed the front door where the corridor started. Days passed, I was bringing deliveries and doing some other tasks. In January a heat wave struck, my mother would close up at noon and be back by 4 pm. Usually I'd go play soccer, but sometimes I'd stay in that room.

clearly, I had put a couch for him. One afternoon when I was really drunk, I ran the table and there was a hole from some artifact and it gave to my uncle's office where he attended suppliers. Nothing special. But three days later, I see that my cousin stays until noon and Beto doesn't do anything special either. I go to my room without them noticing, and after a bit I hear her talking. I look through the hole and they had entered the office.

Beto, calm down, she says, you killed me the other day.
Forgive me, Moni, I respond.
Dale, come on, you're being silly, she says.
She was sitting in a large couch that had been put there. He approached her and she lowered the zipper and put her hand in.

What kind of cock do you have, Beto?
He took off his pants and underwear and Beto pulled out a tremendous cock and she started sucking it. I couldn't believe that under that stupid woman was such a slut. She raised her skirt and was playing with her panties on. Come on, Beto, put it in me but use the word: pussy,
She got up to four without taking off her underwear, Beto adjusted himself and buried himself. For a fool, it hurts,
Beto relaxed and started pumping slowly. It lasted about 10 minutes, then she grabbed him by the nape of the neck, put her ass up, and said, Don't even think about it, Beto.
You have to break all the whores like you, she replied.
And she sent him through his asshole. Monica's scream was tremendous. You're a son of a slut, Beto
And it didn't matter to Beto at all, he kept going in and out while she was masturbating her clitoris. Monica ended with a tremendous scream and said, Beto, stop already, I'm dying.
And Beto stopped like a son of a slut. When I pulled out the cock, it was full of blood and shit, and she said, Go get something to clean me up.
Beto came back with a sanitary napkin and a mesh. She stayed there for four, examining her open anus with her fingers. He cleaned her up and said, I like you, slut.
I loved it, Beto, but everything hurts,
Moni, I want to fuck your old lady,
You're crazy, Beto,
He started talking about me near her,
If I don't tell your old man that the daughter is a slut,
What? Dude who are you? The briefs got up and left. In the afternoon I couldn't sit down my cousin I was laughing alone. This continues sending a hug