PART I
Vanesa is close to 40, not quite reaching sixty and has a slender build despite having prominent bust and hips. Time and her two children did not make significant changes to the beauty she had at twenty-five. Chestnut-haired, although her hair often varies according to fashion and mood, Vanesa has been married over 10 years to Ignacio, who was around 40 when they met, surpassing six feet tall, with a dark complexion and black eyes.
Vanesa has what is known as a typical family. Her older son and daughter are in school age. Her husband, whom she met at university, works on his own and she gives private lessons for a few hours in the morning. They have a good life in an upscale neighborhood of the conurbation. Their own house with a garden, pool, and gazebo, and each has their own car.
Vanesa's sentimental life has been tied to Ignacio for some time now, as well as her sexual life. Despite being together for years, they still maintain the spark between them. In fact, Vanesa often boasts to her friends about the healthiness of her sexual life, in which she and her husband never went more than two days without having some kind of encounter. Additionally, Ignacio heats her up a lot, who maintains himself physically well and had a very appealing cock, large, firm, and always responsive to her demands.
But Vanesa's life changed dramatically the day she decided to make some changes in her home. She was tired of the color of the bars, the walls facing the street, and some lights that adorned the front garden of the house. To carry out these improvements, Ignacio decided to call Chacho. Cacho was a man around 50 years old or more, not exceeding seven feet tall, neither handsome nor ugly. Not fat, his body was rather fofo, and his olive complexion. His work involved doing a bit of everything: painting, fixing gas issues, some plumbing and electricity.
Vanesa met Chacho on a Friday afternoon, When she spoke with her husband about what they were going to do at home and the materials they should buy... The Monday appeared Cacho back, with his things to work on the house. Mondays are a busy day for Venesa, besides having classes, she returns quickly to pick up the kids and has lunch with them, which Amanda (the woman who helps her at home) prepares for her, before taking the kids to the rest of the day.
That Monday, however, Marcela was going to take the kids, who were the mother of one of their classmates. Marcela is a few years older or younger than Venesa, has a slightly less cared-for body, but loves to show off her ass and breasts. She usually wears tight pants and low-cut shirts, showing herself so that people can look at her; an attitude that Venesa detests.
When they finished eating, Marcela approached the doorbell and Venesa saw Cacho looking at her. Until then, Chacho had been timid and respectful, as if nothing else mattered to him but working. But there he showed another face, a masturbator, but a bad one, those who don't notice when a woman looks at them and remain dazed by their ass or breasts.
Cacho took a radiography of Marcela. He looked at her breasts, without taking his eyes off her, even thought Venesa that he must have imagined how her bra was, the areolas and nipples.
The situation infuriated and heated up Venesa. She looked at Cacho intimidatingly, but he ignored it and kept looking at Marcela's ass while she got into the car, could see her face of excitement, her mouth open, and her eyes trying to complete the data that was missing from her thong.
Venesa entered her house cursing inside, cursing how Cacho could be so masturbatory in looking at a visitor like this, but also angry because he didn't look at her like that. She, like any woman who is good, knew she was good. It didn't need some guy who painted her house to look at her, but that situation had enraged her and... Warming up at the same time. She stayed looking out the window to see if Cacho was checking out other cuties while thinking that it was what she didn't find attractive about him. How could he be so indignant, if those things didn't matter to her? Because this slut Marcela managed to awaken that in all men. JA! If she knew how much of a slut she could be, if Cacho imagined what she was capable of achieving. Vanesa noticed that this thought was warming her up, her body gave unmistakable signs that she was excited. She went to the bathroom, finished peeing and when she cleaned herself, an orgasm ran through her body as the paper touched her clitoris, she thought about masturbating, it had been years since she last did, almost since she got married, but she heard the door. She came out of the bathroom and it was her husband, who was coming home from work. He never came back at the same time, he was the boss, bosses don't have those restrictions.
Ignacio sat down to watch one of those repeated TV matches while resting on the living room sofa. Until he almost fell asleep. Vanesa thought about leaving him alone, but she was still between indignant and hot, so she approached and started sucking her husband's cock. She was dead, but reacted quickly, got firm, hard, veiny, big as always, ready to give pleasure. Ignacio looked surprised, but it was common in her that type of attitude to get out of the routine of marriage, so he enjoyed how she sucked his cock. As she swallowed almost 20 centimeters of Ignacio's cock, Vanesa started getting wet, she was very excited and her head thought about Cacho hot with Marcela. Her pussy was soaked, ready to receive that big, thick, vigorous cock that was already releasing its pre-ejaculate from the great blow job it had received.
Vanesa quickly took off her clothes and got on top of her husband's cock. With just one movement where they coincided in a kiss and penetration, Vanesa managed to get all of his cock inside in one move, the situation and previous warmth made her finish. an intense pleasure ran through her from her vagina to the back of her neck, making her tremble and move frantically. Ignacio grasped his wife's buttocks firmly and began moving them up and down, firm and intense, slow but deep, Vanesa recovered and quickly entered a rhythm, both were reaching climax, she felt she was about to receive her second orgasm, something that hadn't happened in a while, when she realized the base of his cock was pulsating as if to launch a stream of semen inside her. She held on for just a second and exploded at the same time as a warm cum filled her from the inside. She fell exhausted but still hot on top of her husband. They remained like that for a few seconds, until she went to the bathroom, while wiping herself she was still thinking about it: how could this have gotten him so hot (Cacho) and not her...Part II
Vanesa is close to 40, not quite reaching sixty and has a slender build despite having prominent bust and hips. Time and her two children did not make significant changes to the beauty she had at twenty-five. Chestnut-haired, although her hair often varies according to fashion and mood, Vanesa has been married over 10 years to Ignacio, who was around 40 when they met, surpassing six feet tall, with a dark complexion and black eyes.
Vanesa has what is known as a typical family. Her older son and daughter are in school age. Her husband, whom she met at university, works on his own and she gives private lessons for a few hours in the morning. They have a good life in an upscale neighborhood of the conurbation. Their own house with a garden, pool, and gazebo, and each has their own car.
Vanesa's sentimental life has been tied to Ignacio for some time now, as well as her sexual life. Despite being together for years, they still maintain the spark between them. In fact, Vanesa often boasts to her friends about the healthiness of her sexual life, in which she and her husband never went more than two days without having some kind of encounter. Additionally, Ignacio heats her up a lot, who maintains himself physically well and had a very appealing cock, large, firm, and always responsive to her demands.
But Vanesa's life changed dramatically the day she decided to make some changes in her home. She was tired of the color of the bars, the walls facing the street, and some lights that adorned the front garden of the house. To carry out these improvements, Ignacio decided to call Chacho. Cacho was a man around 50 years old or more, not exceeding seven feet tall, neither handsome nor ugly. Not fat, his body was rather fofo, and his olive complexion. His work involved doing a bit of everything: painting, fixing gas issues, some plumbing and electricity.
Vanesa met Chacho on a Friday afternoon, When she spoke with her husband about what they were going to do at home and the materials they should buy... The Monday appeared Cacho back, with his things to work on the house. Mondays are a busy day for Venesa, besides having classes, she returns quickly to pick up the kids and has lunch with them, which Amanda (the woman who helps her at home) prepares for her, before taking the kids to the rest of the day.
That Monday, however, Marcela was going to take the kids, who were the mother of one of their classmates. Marcela is a few years older or younger than Venesa, has a slightly less cared-for body, but loves to show off her ass and breasts. She usually wears tight pants and low-cut shirts, showing herself so that people can look at her; an attitude that Venesa detests.
When they finished eating, Marcela approached the doorbell and Venesa saw Cacho looking at her. Until then, Chacho had been timid and respectful, as if nothing else mattered to him but working. But there he showed another face, a masturbator, but a bad one, those who don't notice when a woman looks at them and remain dazed by their ass or breasts.
Cacho took a radiography of Marcela. He looked at her breasts, without taking his eyes off her, even thought Venesa that he must have imagined how her bra was, the areolas and nipples.
The situation infuriated and heated up Venesa. She looked at Cacho intimidatingly, but he ignored it and kept looking at Marcela's ass while she got into the car, could see her face of excitement, her mouth open, and her eyes trying to complete the data that was missing from her thong.
Venesa entered her house cursing inside, cursing how Cacho could be so masturbatory in looking at a visitor like this, but also angry because he didn't look at her like that. She, like any woman who is good, knew she was good. It didn't need some guy who painted her house to look at her, but that situation had enraged her and... Warming up at the same time. She stayed looking out the window to see if Cacho was checking out other cuties while thinking that it was what she didn't find attractive about him. How could he be so indignant, if those things didn't matter to her? Because this slut Marcela managed to awaken that in all men. JA! If she knew how much of a slut she could be, if Cacho imagined what she was capable of achieving. Vanesa noticed that this thought was warming her up, her body gave unmistakable signs that she was excited. She went to the bathroom, finished peeing and when she cleaned herself, an orgasm ran through her body as the paper touched her clitoris, she thought about masturbating, it had been years since she last did, almost since she got married, but she heard the door. She came out of the bathroom and it was her husband, who was coming home from work. He never came back at the same time, he was the boss, bosses don't have those restrictions.
Ignacio sat down to watch one of those repeated TV matches while resting on the living room sofa. Until he almost fell asleep. Vanesa thought about leaving him alone, but she was still between indignant and hot, so she approached and started sucking her husband's cock. She was dead, but reacted quickly, got firm, hard, veiny, big as always, ready to give pleasure. Ignacio looked surprised, but it was common in her that type of attitude to get out of the routine of marriage, so he enjoyed how she sucked his cock. As she swallowed almost 20 centimeters of Ignacio's cock, Vanesa started getting wet, she was very excited and her head thought about Cacho hot with Marcela. Her pussy was soaked, ready to receive that big, thick, vigorous cock that was already releasing its pre-ejaculate from the great blow job it had received.
Vanesa quickly took off her clothes and got on top of her husband's cock. With just one movement where they coincided in a kiss and penetration, Vanesa managed to get all of his cock inside in one move, the situation and previous warmth made her finish. an intense pleasure ran through her from her vagina to the back of her neck, making her tremble and move frantically. Ignacio grasped his wife's buttocks firmly and began moving them up and down, firm and intense, slow but deep, Vanesa recovered and quickly entered a rhythm, both were reaching climax, she felt she was about to receive her second orgasm, something that hadn't happened in a while, when she realized the base of his cock was pulsating as if to launch a stream of semen inside her. She held on for just a second and exploded at the same time as a warm cum filled her from the inside. She fell exhausted but still hot on top of her husband. They remained like that for a few seconds, until she went to the bathroom, while wiping herself she was still thinking about it: how could this have gotten him so hot (Cacho) and not her...Part II
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