DeliriumsChapter 1:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5026790/Terapia-Especial-Capitulo-I.htmlPrevious chapter:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5035343/Terapia-Especial-Capitulo-IV.htmlAfter completing his therapy with Luz, Tomas had a week of rest, something that surprised him, yet he didn't let his guard down knowing his wife could move her pieces at the least expected moment. Similarly, that week didn't mean he wouldn't have sex, as he assumed it was most likely to attend to Vanessa and Diana's needs. Despite this, that week started badly for him, since having to meet Gala every day turned into torture.
When he finally thought he'd gotten her out of his head, everything got worse when unexpectedly on his wife's computer he found a website for adults. He wasn't surprised his wife would watch porn or be on that site, but among the women featured there, he recognized one who turned out to be similar to his new colleague. At first, he denied accepting it was her, thinking it was just his delusion, but the more he thought about it, the more intriguing it became.
Finally, he decided to get into the page to clear up his doubts, finding that woman wasn't difficult, in fact she was a very popular user, behind one called MadelyneI had some naked pictures of her, but to see them you had to register. He hesitated whether it was worth doing, however he didn't have a choice, as he needed to know ifAdaraIt was his workmate or not. He had passed a lot of time since anxiety overcame him, while his entire body trembled as he registered. With just one look at the first photo, he knew it wasn't Gala, despite not being able to see her face and never having seen her naked, that figure was more slender than his workmate's. As he kept looking at the photos, he delighted in losing himself in the forbidden desire of having that mysterious black girl naked before him, wiggling that fat booty and rolling her cock between those plump tits, while licking her glans at the same time. He couldn't hold back anymore, in an act of exasperation, he took off his pants to start masturbating, looking at those photos. He was masturbating euphorically, as if it depended on his life, seemed to have gone back to 18 when he consoled his cock by looking at Celeste's image. But unlike that time when he lived alone, privacy was something he no longer had. Just as he thought he was about to cum, the door to his bedroom opened. Giving a small jump from surprise, he threw away his phone, a shiver ran down his entire back, slowly raised his gaze, appreciating Ignacia. The fiancée of his son and sister-in-law of his wife had her eyes fixed on his member, which was totally erect, even with the veins prominent all over the cock. The girl's mouth had opened in surprise. It wasn't the first time he saw that thing, he had done it two years ago when he even dared to give her a blow job. The result ended in failure, Tomás rejected and ignored her for several months, despite her forgetting her obsession with who would be his father-in-law, finding him with his vigorous cock between her hands, gave her reasons to yearn for him again. Tomás was stunned, trying to modulate some words, unfortunately it wouldn't go beyond the letter IIf that wasn't enough, his cock instead of losing its hardness due to shame, was getting even firmer. The little ass passed her tongue between his lips, and then bit the lower one, reflecting the wild desire for that mature mast. The minutes passed and they remained in the same spot and position, as if they were two marble sculptures. The atmosphere was nourished by morbidness and temptation, causing both to feel a scorching current running through their bodies. Unexpectedly, Ignacia apologized, turned around, and closed the door, thus ending that uncomfortable moment. Tomás startled, closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands, not knowing how he would look at his daughter-in-law's eyes from then on. He could act like an idiot and pretend it hadn't happened, but that role didn't suit him. Understanding that the ordeal had only just begun, since they were alone, there was no one else in the house. April had gone out to buy something with Simón, Diana was at a friend's house, and Vanessa, Josefina, and Benjamín were at his parents' house. This was because his mother had called him to inform him that his father's health had worsened. Although it hurt, he knew it was best if he didn't visit him, as it would only upset him more. Additionally, Ignacia and Axel were supposed to leave that day on a trip, but just then they received a call from the boy, who worked part-time at his job, asking him to cover for one of his colleagues who had fallen ill. He lay there thinking about some explanation for that embarrassing scene, not wanting Ignacia to misinterpret things, especially since only three weeks remained until she and her son got married. The word 'three weeks' resonated in his head, disturbing his thoughts, sitting on the bed, wondering if April would be capable of it. difference from him that used to be more meticulous. That way of acting by his wife, turned out to be a real danger, because he could never know her next move. The more he reflected on it, the more sense it made that everything was due to April's work. The webpage on his computer; leaving a woman similar to Gala; that would get him hard so Ignacia could see him.Special Therapymurmured, getting up from the bed and walking towards the exit of his room. The only great doubt about the matter was that Ignacia had left when she had the golden opportunity to tell him that he wanted that kind of therapy. He theorized that maybe the little ass acted that way because her sister had asked her to, after all, it didn't seem like a coincidence that they were alone in the house. The accumulation of these things forced him to send his wife a message, asking if he should applyYouI hope for a few minutes before going down the stairs to avoid drawing hasty conclusions, nonetheless April should be online since it was only showing that her message had been sent and not received. Maybe her wife's game was to let me analyze the situation and I took a decision, she didn't have any other choice but to clarify the mystery before she went crazy from all the reasoning. When arriving at the first floor, I noticed that my daughter-in-law was lying face down on the sofa with her phone in her hands.
Seeing her in this position did not surprise me, it was practically common to find her in this form, rubbing that big biscuit she owns. After all, it was her lethal weapon, with which she bewitched men. Although I got flipped out by what was projected on the small cell phone screen. It was a porn video, but not just any, one where a black woman was sucking a cock through a hole, the famous Glory HoleFrom a bath. The worst is that that ebony figure made Gala suddenly appear in her mind. Closing his eyes, he shook his head to get his partner out and focus on what was happening. The little ass, noticing the presence of her father-in-law, smiled, Hello, Tomásexpressed with tranquility. That attitude disoriented the mature one, since no one acts so relaxed after being found observing pornography, less so after the previous incident they had both experienced. It was as if for her it had happened just minutes ago, never having occurred at all. Totally indifferent, she went back to focusing on her mobile phone, Tomás appreciated that this video had been sent by Josefina. What are those twins playing at?, he wondered, while Ignacia answered her sister with a voice message. Promiscuous as always, she swayed her booty in a slow but very sensual way, inexorably drawing the eyes of Tomás to those balls.
Tomas: instagram... instagram... (Swallowing saliva) Ignacia... Can we talk?
He stuttered, not stopping to admire that ass demencial.
Ignacia: Mmh, talk?
Tomas: Yes, I want to clarify something with you.
Ignacia: Ok...
She exclaimed, sitting down on the sofa. Despite her not standing out in front, the boat of those tits called attention to the mature man who was starting to feel attracted to his son's girlfriend.
Ignacia: Well, Tomás, what do you want to talk about?
She interrogated, with a certain arrogance, as if she were the adult between the two. That behavior irritated Tomás a little, but he decided not to give it importance, after all, she had always behaved like that, believing herself to be superior, especially towards men, because they melted at seeing her. With that sweet face of a good girl and pure eyes, but with an enormous ass that left even the most ethical one drooling. It was normal for her to see males only as mere consolers of flesh, except for Axel.
At least that's what Tomás wanted to believe, that this young woman truly loved his son, without however, doubting it sometimes. Not because of the history she had, nor because she kept flirting with anyone, or wore absurdly tight clothes to draw attention. But because he sensed she was hiding something, which led him to theorize two scenarios that Ignacia was eager to have fun with her mature cock and had controlled herself for a long time, which led April to put her on the list because she was a ticking bomb, or Tomás was being paranoid.
Tomás: Ignacia, I don't want to sound strange or like a degenerate, but I want to talk about what happened a while ago.
Ignacia: Eh? Sorry Tomás, I didn't hear you, can you sit next to me so I won't get distracted by my phone?
She expressed herself without looking away from the phone, with a mischievous smile between her lips that made her look more daring and beautiful. Definitely she was mocking him, concluded Tomás, it wasn't possible he hadn't heard her at that distance, especially since he wasn't wearing headphones. What's going on? He wondered, is this part of the show for special therapy, because if not, it would be stupid to prolong this, the scene was ideal for him to confess that he was part of April's list.
Ignacia: Oh come on, man, get closer, I won't bite.
She commented, looking at him for the first time. He felt uncomfortable, gazing into those angelic eyes, and looked away. The memory of her tied up in his bedroom doorway, while he held his cock with his left hand, jerking off with vehemence, was still very fresh and that morbid feeling was teasing him. He sighed lightly, it wasn't the moment to get nervous, especially not with a girl whom he couldn't show weakness to, because she would take advantage of this.
Taking a seat, he slightly lowered his head, realizing he wasn't thinking clearly, letting himself be carried away by the fiery passion that tempted him. It was time to be serious, analyze everything calmly and arrive at the most optimal conclusion. There were no reasons to get exasperated, the most complex thing was to exchange glances with this young girl again, which he had already done. Nevertheless, all his determination evaporated like a soap bubble.
Since Ignacia capriciously sat on his lap. Supporting his fleshy glutes on the crotch of his father-in-law, who remained flabbergasted. Traviesa moves her waist, causing her pompous ass to rub against that rigid cock, which didn't take long to become completely stiff and erect. Did this mean she was next on his wife's list? Or was he simply bothering her? It could be either of those alternatives or both.
Ignacia: Well, what do you want to talk about? Is it about Axel? I still don't convince myself that I'm suitable for him, right?
He manifested, resting his head on the man's chest. He began to eclipse himself when he saw her so confident, thinking she must be next or wouldn't do that, he told himself, the girl didn't stop looking at him, waiting for his response, while her lips opened a little at the same time. He thought she was going to speak, say those words he longed for, to break that endurable ass, he knew this girl was his son's fiancée, but he couldn't resist that desire and less disobey his wife.
Besides, he had already decided how to reward Axel for that betrayal, an equivalent exchange, it was fair. However, she remained silent, the silence making the whole atmosphere tense, why didn't Ignacia say those words? He interrogated himself, frustrated, he had assimilated everything, to be with her and not feel like a vile rat in front of his son, what was the reason for continuing to torment him? Did she want him to take the initiative?
A drop of sweat ran across his entire face, generating so much anxiety that it gave him a headache. Blindly, he let himself be carried away by his longings and with his left hand held his daughter-in-law, while with his right hand touched that monument. Just feeling the smooth sliding of that hand over his Booty surprised Ignacia, her eyes became enormous, and her chin trembled. After that bold handling, Tomás spanked her, causing her to let out a small scream.
Although it was a smooth, the chick felt that palm had stayed tattooed on her Booty and not just that, but an expansive wave was generated. Tomás still submerged in lust, went back to fondling that rear. Ignacia asked him to calm down, however, at the same time she enjoyed those caresses and buttocks, so he didn't believe his wife when she asked him to stop. His trunk was rubbing that divine merry-go-round, manifesting his desire to want to ride it. Little by little, Ignacia gave in to the delight that palm was giving her, had very mischievous hands that were enticing her. For months she had left aside her wild sexual life, both she and Axel wanted to try being a pairnormalSince they thought they had had a lot of fun and it was the occasion to think about both of them and a possible family. It was rare for Ignacia to have imagined that she could be a faithful wife and an exemplary mother. Her past came back to her memory, the different cocks milf she ate and let get eaten by. That exasperating desire to be fucked by a good cock from an older man was killing her, and it's that never crossed her mind that the only mature one who rejected her would be her final temptation before marriage. She felt submissive, lost in that rut, it was impossible for her to keep herself firm at that ideal of being faithful, less with that cock practically lodged in her glutes.
Tomás: Do you like it?
She whispered, nibbling his ear.
Ignacia: Po... Po... Please... Pa-pa-pa... For...
Tartamuded, using her last strength, despite her body only wanting to be fucked by that man and eat his mouth.
Tomás: Relax, you can stop pretending, I know what you want and I'll give it to you, not like two years ago when I denied it.
That declaration echoed in the young woman's judgment, her fiancé's father offering her a fuck that would surely be wonderful. Accepting it was a fact, everything in her longed for it, it would be her farewell as a cocks milf lover and what a way to close it.
Tomás: Come on, just say it.
Ignacia: Y-y-yo... Yo...
Before she finished speaking, Tomás received a message, he wanted to pass this one by, but suspected it was his wife.The safest thing is, tell me where you have the cameras.He thought, grabbing his mobile phone with his left hand, saw the message, which was indeed from April, however, her words were not what he expected.- 'Special Therapy, love? I already told you that this week is not. I know you're anxious, but relax, there are only a few days left for you to make another little girl howl'
After reading the text, he separated from his daughter-in-law, who was entangled with his behavior. Tomás turned so red with shame that his face looked like a tomato. He apologized to his daughter-in-law, gave himself a half-turn and ran away from there, locking himself in his room.What the hell did I do?He exclaimed, still tied up. Ignacia lay down on the sofa with her chest heaving, her heart pounding at a thousand beats per minute, her ass burning from the spankings and her vulva totally soaked.God... It was closewhisperedI shouldn't have assumed my butt, less sitting on his legs, how stupid I was to think that wouldn't provoke himHe thought more calmly. That tickling in her vagina only increased, she wanted the sex to last longer, fortunately for her, just at that moment, Axel returned from work. The boy, seeing his girlfriend with Lycra pants, sweatshirt, tired and all sweaty, thought she had been doing exercises. She saw him and jumped up, hugging him fervently, Axel was taken aback, it cost him to follow Ignacia's rhythm. The little culona didn't waste time and took him to the room, where they continued to intertwine their libidinous tongues, drowning in their saliva. Quickly, they became naked, without saying a word, she knelt down, taking that vigorous rod between her fingers, swallowing it deeply into her throat, thus extinguishing the fire Tomás had provoked in her. The young woman's hungry tongue explored every corner of that member, her viscous saliva combined with the strong and salty taste of that cock, plus the pre-seminal fluid, formed an exquisite dish for her. Her fingers rubbed her vagina, consoling her perverted body. The flames seemed to be controlled, although they needed to be definitively attenuated, which Axel understood was necessary to reach penetration. After observing his wet cock, he took his girlfriend and pinned her against the wall. That venomous saber wandered through Ignacia's rear mountains, it was a way to stimulate her more.Give me your cockshe implored, shaking her Booty like it was an alpine accent, as she seduced her partner. Those white and fat buttocks were still red from Tomas's spankings, Axel ignored that and simply, impaled his fiancée. Having that robust tail running through her interior and hitting very deep, made her brain spin, her face became coarse and obscene. She screamed for more and more, with total euphoria, she loved this cock like none other, yet she couldn't get Tomas out of her head completely.Oh my God, love... If you only knew how horny I am for your dad, I doubt you'd give it to me like that. For such a little bit, I would have found myself with my ass split open by your dad's cock, making me howl like a slut.She said it to herself, letting out a chorus of gasps. She continued asking for more and he pleased her, giving her a strong slap.
Tomas was still ashamed in his bedroom, covered with blankets, wanting to sleep and forget what had happened. April was surprised when she arrived and heard the commotion in the girlfriend's room, unable to prevent herself from laughing out loud. The Milf only had to hear them to feel a small cramp in her vulva, leading a sleeping Simon to his room, leaving him lying down. Going to her room with a desire to have fun, she noticed that the door was locked with a latch.
She could knock and ask Tomás to open it for her, but she didn't want to disturb the girlfriend who seemed to be in honeymoon mode. So she went downstairs to the first floor to look for the key to her bedroom in her purse. Despite it being strange that the room would be locked, she didn't question why, she just went up and opened the door. Seeing her husband lying in bed, a smile formed on her face, thinking that like herself he was hot from Axel and Ignacia's screams.
Coqueta undressed and slid onto the bed like a kitten until she reached where her husband was. Pressing her body against his, she bit his ear and her hands caressed his groin. –“The guys are having a great time, don't you think we can follow their steps?”-She whispered to him, tracing her tongue along the man's neck.I'm not in the mood, Aprilshe answered, leaving her confused, because he had never denied himself to her. April: What's up, Tom? Did something bother you? Tomás: It's nothing, I just want to sleep and that's it. April: Oh come on, Tommy... I know you're dying to give me a hug, stop playing this game that's making me angry. Tomás: April, I'm serious, I don't feel like it, if you want I'll make it up to you tomorrow, but now I just want to rest. The woman was still astonished, Tomás seemed like another person, besides calling her by name twice in a row, something he only did when he was angry with her. April: You're upset, why didn't we have special therapy this week? That consultation struck deep into Tomás, who began to remember what had almost happened with Ignacia. Afflicted, he covered himself with the sheets and told his wife it wasn't because of that, but he had a lot of work and she should forgive him. April sighed, reluctantly accepting that she wouldn't play with her husband that night, nonetheless, she didn't stop hugging him, staying by his side all night, smelling his aroma and trying to understand what was weighing on her husband. The next morning, Tomás got up earlier than usual, all to avoid running into Ignacia. What would he do if that girl continued to harass him? Now he had more reason to do so, after everything she'd done. The least of the situation is that he'd also shown his desire to pierce her ass and fill it like a turkey. It's most likely he'll have to tell his wife about it, so she can help him, because otherwise he'll suffer even more. He got up from his desk to prepare a coffee, as he was in such a hurry that he hadn't even eaten breakfast. While pouring sugar into his cup, he heard a voice that made him shiver and drop his spoon. It was Gala, who approached the old man to ask if he was okay, ignoring the fact that she was the cause of this reaction, since her figure continued obsessing the man more with his skin color. Tomás attended with his head and retired to his office without saying anything. With the occurrence of his wife, he had managed to forget about his work colleague. While taking his cup of coffee, he went back to the webpage where his wife navigated, despite having seen several photos of that brunette, he went back to it as if desperately seeking to confirm that this woman was Gala. To his surprise, he found videos and had to follow the woman for a few seconds before registering. He found several videos, most of which were of that brunette masturbating and some showing her undressing in a sensual way and displaying her fabulous anatomy. No matter how much he looked at the videos, he couldn't find any similarity with Gala, except for her dark skin and bust size. He wondered who that girl was, quickly tried to forget about it and focus on his work, but couldn't, this sudden whim and fixation on that unknown woman increased. He hesitated whether to send a message or not, knowing that if she responded, there would be no return and he would end up being unfaithful to April, because she wasn't part of his wife's plans and it would happen behind her back. However, he couldn't deny that he was dying to receive a cock from that mysterious brunette, to explore her marvelous body and impale her. Left in limbo, he decided to flip a coin, leaving it up to fate. If the coin landed on its face, he would talk to Adara, by other hand if it was cross, he would leave all that matter until then and resign from his job to not see Gala again, one of the responsible for his deliriums. Everything slowed down in front of the man's eyes, that coin seemed not to stop spinning through the air, everything did its opposite heart, which accelerated and a slight pain appeared in his chest, his breathing dilated like his blinking, finally that coin fell on his trembling hand, swallowed saliva before seeing the response.
A light smile outlined itself as he observed it had fallen face down. He picked up his cell phone and quickly wrote a message to that black girl. It was a typical greeting where he praised her figure. After sending it, he left his mobile on his desk and forgot about it to attend to some patients. He worked normally until lunchtime, then took his phone and went straight to his colleague's office, who was getting ready to go eat. Tomas took advantage of the opportunity to invite her to lunch with him, a way of apologizing for being so cold towards her, which left her confused.
Gala's open mouth gave the impression she couldn't believe the words spoken by the man. Tomas interpreted it as a natural gesture, since he had heard from his other colleagues that this woman had fixed her eyes on him from the first day. Why? According to his own colleagues, it was because she wanted to get along with all her colleagues, something childish, but during her whole life she has known different people, with pleasure, beliefs and peculiar motivations, so he didn't give it much importance.
Although it did make some noise, it's that after that invitation, the most reasonable thing would be to ask him why he was doing it, if from the beginning he had been evasive and distant towards her. However, Gala after that surprised face became happy, gave a small jump where he was, holding onto his arm and told him she accepted his invitation with great pleasure. Tomas saw those watermelons jumping around his arm, he wiggled, the slight hope that Gala was Adara became more piercing, just like the desire to feed her with his sausage.
But it didn't do any good to make himself false illusions and then get a great disappointment like with Ignacia. During lunch, Tomás asked his colleague for forgiveness because he would be busy with his cell phone, since he was talking to his wife, which was a lie, as he was actually messaging that slutty brunette. The one who had responded to his previous message, thanking him for those flatteries.
Tomás decided to be direct and in his next message asked what he should do for them to meet up. Then he noticed that barely after sending that message to Adara, Gala's phone rang. Faking being busy with his cell phone, he let his companion answer calmly, one or two seconds passed since Gala had stopped writing, and the response from the user arrived. It could be just a simple coincidence, but it was also possible that the precious woman of chocolate in front of him was Adara.
Tomás didn't rush and corroborated other aspects to affirm whether his theory was affirmative or not. Comparing Adara's figure with that of his companion again, he realized that they were not the same woman and what had happened a moment ago was just a cruel game of destiny. Gala had a mole on her right cheek near her lips, whereas the brunette who had Tomás crazy, in her only photo where you could see her mouth, didn't have any mole.
Gala: Is something wrong?
Tomás: No, nothing...
Gala: Excuse me, I thought you were looking at me and that something had happened. Well, changing the subject, I'd like to consult you, if during these 21 years with your wife, have you never felt the need to look at another?
Tomás: Sometimes I might get carried away with someone, maybe because of her way of looking, her lips, her curves or her color. Skin. However, I couldn't trade my wife for another.
Gala: (Laughs) It makes sense. It's complicated to avoid feeling tempted sometimes, whether it's due to details that captivate us, as you say.
A playful smile formed on Tomás' face as he listened to that declaration, as if the world was sending him signals not to fear getting involved with Adara, despite her having rejected his invitation to join her. But that smile wouldn't last long, something caught his attention while he continued to appreciate his colleague and listen to her talk about her life. And it was nothing less than the necklace she wore, which gave him the impression he had seen it before, then a small memory sprouted.
Traveling back years ago, precisely during his school days. Hugo, Cristián, and he would walk towards the cinema, where they met some classmates. Cristián, who was the most charming of the three, approached them, which followed him in flirting. This didn't surprise Hugo or me, after all Cristián was the most handsome boy in the classroom and if he wasn't the most popular in school, it was because he hung out with us, a couple of nerds, who didn't usually socialize, Hugo due to shyness and I because it didn't come naturally.
Something they didn't know is that those girls were accompanying Vicky, the wet dream of the boys at school, until Hugo had dedicated some blows to that woman. Everyone looked at her like a goddess, both men and women, except for one, who was me. That indifferent attitude of mine generated Victoria's disdain. Cristián trembled upon seeing her, due to her imposing sensuality, he could take advantage of this opportunity to approach her and finally give himself the long-awaited roll, which he had been pending.
However, as a good friend, he returned with his companions. The girls would take that rejection as a humiliation. Vicky, smiling arrogantly, approached where they were and threw a soda glass at her victim. favorite. Everyone was left frozen, Tomas, holding back his friends, looks at Victoria's eyes, who was mocking him.Boys, don't worry, no matter how well you educate a gorilla, it will still be a wild animal that lets itself be led by its instincts.declared, irritating Vicky even more.
Vicky: How can you be a gorilla, weird creature? You...
Tomás: (Interrupts) I apologize to all the gorillas in the world for comparing them to a person as infamous and brutal as you. Why don't you accept once that for me you're just shit? And no matter how sexy you dress or try to get my attention with your figure, since even though you pretend to hate it, you still flaunt your body at me. I'll always see you as trash.
After saying that, Tomás left, leaving Victoria arguing alone and screaming into the air. Sitting on a bench, she searched her pockets for a handkerchief to dry her face and hair a bit, and in doing so saw the fragile hands of someone, lifting her gaze to realize it was Isidora. Taking her handkerchief, she thanked him, and Isidora asked for forgiveness for her sister's behavior. Tomás replied that he wasn't worried about anything.
Isidora asked if he would let her buy some clothes since she felt very sorry about what had happened. He didn't want to accept, but seeing those full-of-illusion eyes, he gave in so she wouldn't feel bad. After buying the clothes and changing, Tomás and Isidora went to a jewelry store, where she was looking at a necklace fixedly, but didn't have enough money to buy it. He felt guilty, so he ended up buying the accessory for Isidora.
She happily hugged him and said she would never take it off. Returning to the present, a tired Tomás had his jaw trembling.
Tomás: I... Isi?...
He whispered, recalling that this necklace was the same one he bought for Isidora back then.
Gala: Did you say something?
Consulted confused by Tomás's face.
Tomás: Pe... Perdon, I have to leave.
Expressed, getting up from the table and leaving in a hurry, remembering all the moments when he saw Isidora with that necklace. On the other hand, Ignacia was lying in her bed, looking at the ceiling and... Caressing her vulva with tenderness. She was walking around in her head the rough hands of her father-in-law, the slaps he gave her, those ear nibbles and the friction of his cock against her butt. She couldn't hide that she was still hot from what had happened the day before.
Sighing bitterly, she got up and left her room. She would take advantage of being alone in the house to give herself a swim in the pool and clear her mind. The bright sun made her skin shine, her swimsuit barely covered her ass and her tits looked precious in it, especially when she submerged herself in the water and the fabric clung to her body, appreciating those erect nipples.
Throwing her red hair back, she relived being a slut who devoured mature men.
At that time, she didn't have marriage on her mind, in fact, she found it boring and outdated, something that tied women to one man. Besides, her ego was so high because the guys would drool over her and those infernal curves, considering herself too much to belong to just one. The word faithful wasn't even in her dictionary, seeing as her mother was a fox and whenever possible she would cheat on her father with her best friend.
She couldn't blame or reproach her for not resisting temptation if that man was ridiculously handsome, with a model's body that even the most puritan trembled at and a simple-minded cock from another world. Falling into his arms and discovering the pleasure of sex were the best decisions she made, or so she thought, since receiving Axel's ring, she regretted her past and that obsessive compulsion for milf cocks.
Months had passed since that event. Every time she saw her ring, she felt happy, passing by her fiancé became her best hobby, even forgetting that fetish that accompanied her since she was 18. She never thought she would fall in love with someone like that, much less with that boy who She met online while playing Gears Of War. She wasn't a gamer, just pretending to hide her true personality from her parents. Never enjoyed a game until she coincided with Axel, it was strange because she was the one who asked him to play again, starting their friendship. Slowly discovered other games and that disguise became part of her identity. Their relationship grew more intimate, no longer just talking while gaming, and Axel became known even to her sisters. He thought she was a sweet and innocent girl, loved it, thought he wanted her like a toy he'd provoke and never let him have his way. However, when seeing him in person and feeling that desire gaze at her figure, she got excited like never before. She should've taken that as a sign but ignored her feelings until he finally caught her with his amazing cock. Thought it was the best thing, something she no longer wanted, only longed for Axel to look at her and be faithful, but that old man's asshole gave her a fetish back, and while swimming, she yearned for a mature cock. What would she do if Tomas came after her again? She'd probably give in blindly. That suffocating sensation was causing paranoia, so she decided to get out of the water. She sat on one corner and continued wetting her feet, sighing, waiting to repress the libido that invaded her. Not noticing someone's presence, they approached her silently with their eyes fixed on her ass. Suddenly, Ignacia felt big hands on her wet skin, startled, she fell into the pool. Coming up for air, she looked at who had touched her and was stunned to realize it was Axel's boss. What was this man doing in the house? How did he get in?, were some of the questions that ran through her mind. The young woman did it. The old man apologized for scaring her, keeping his gaze on that youthful figure, she noticing those obscene eyes examining her, perceived a burning current running through her body.
Overwhelmed, she tried to repress the lust that whispered in her ear, inviting her to be the slutty one of yesteryear, flirting with that man who since the first day he saw her, had not taken his depraved eyes off her.No, I can'tmurmured, approaching slowly towards where her boyfriend's boss was. Paolo was 48 years old, tall, approximately 1.90 meters, with slightly bronzed skin, black hair with a hint of gray, and an athletic body, quite firm for his age.
He wanted to ask what he was doing in the house, but the words wouldn't come out, his agitated heart and excited body confusing him. As she stood just centimeters away from him, she finally moved her mouth, at the same time as she addressed him, the aroma of that man's perfume combined with the scent of his mature body and tobacco made her legs weaken. He drew even closer to her, brushing against her lips, which completely eclipsed her, she didn't care about his response, her body and mind wanted something else from Paolo.
After living her first experiences with some older men, she realized not all were good lovers, some lacked what she was looking for. So she started being picky when choosing with whom to have sex. There were three minimal requirements that had to be met first. One, his fragrance had to be like an experienced stallion; two, he couldn't be timid; three, he had to have a good cock.regarding sizeWas Paolo meeting those requirements? For Ignacia, there was no doubt that he was, it was obvious that his scent was making her delirious, she wanted to explore that body with kisses and get drunk on its smell. He wasn't a coward either, as he always looked at her with desire, even ahead of Axel himself, he would flirt with her and once even caressed her butt. Finally, about his cock, she hadn't seen it, but neither did she need to see it to realize that he had a bat between his legs, which showed up every time she saw him.–“Is Ignacia?-Murmured, wanting to bite those adolescent lips, the poor girl didn't know what to do anymore, her body moved by instinct.Come here, daddyHe whispered, grabbing him by his tie and pulling him into the pool alongside her. She kissed him with fervor, biting those full lips filled with adventures and wrapping her tongue around his, which was very skilled. Her entire being let go of its tension, totally surrendered to her libidinous longing, as she opened the boss's shirt of her fiancé. Her tender hands rested on those large and hard pectorals, descending slowly down that torso. She didn't stop marveling at that well-worked body, her fingers not stopping from caressing those marked abdominals, while he squeezed her glutes with vehemence. Feeling those giant hands explore her voluptuous backside, she was driven wild, to the point of clinging to him as if she never wanted to let go. Disengaging from his mouth, she takes a breath and savors that veteran saliva again. Releasing the belt, she starts to lower his pants, grabbing thus his 20-centimeter mast. The tip of her fingers mimicked with gentleness that swollen head which was even burning in the water. Moving away from his addictive lips, she passes her tongue around his mouth,Is this what you wanted?expressed with a flirtatious smile and enjoying those fingers that were rubbing her anus,From the first time I saw youPaolo answered by blowing his member against her vulva. Ignacia let out a brief laugh, as she had obviously noticed that day that this man wanted to take her to his office, push her against his desk and burst into her ass with punches. Kissing the nape of his neck, she lost herself more in his fragrance, his mischievous tongue drawing all over that massive trunk until his lips lightly touched that hot iron. With her eyes full of illusion, she watched closely what was about to happen, both in her mouth and in her ass. A small opening formed between her lips, approaching that piece of erect flesh, nipped the glans. Gradually, her tongue appeared and her mouth opened up to swallow that mature penis completely. Paolo gasped hard, unable to believe that this precious blonde big booty was devouring his poronga. His mastery did not match his age, it seemed like a veteran, but in reality, she only had 22 years, what madness, the man thought. After sucking that log, the little ass turned around, lifting her centaur-like hips and leaving those fleshy spheres ready to be drilled. Paolo's heart stopped for a few seconds when he saw those naked buttocks. It was a dream he had been waiting for months, one he thought would never become reality, but there she was, offering him her pompous ass to penetrate it. Ignacia: Do you want it or not? Said, shaking her rear from side to side. Paolo: Of course, girl. I was just fantasizing about this succulent little cake you're going to leave me to eat and fuck. He replied, cutting the distance and opening those glutes to examine the orifice with which he had fantasized so much. The girl felt an intense joy from just that act, her whole body trembling with anxiety, Paolo with a smug smile was pressing his face into that ass.Aaaaahhhhexclaimed the young woman when the old man's tongue touched her anus. She was moving in circles, meanwhile her fingers were kneading those fat balls, she rejoiced and howled as that tongue went deeper:
Ignacia: ¡¡Diiiooosss!!… ¡Sííííí!… Eat my ass, old man, eat it very well.
She manifested, caressing her pussy. She couldn't hide anymore that she missed an old man devouring her Booty. Axel wasn't to blame, he always satisfied her, making love with him was magnificent, but her body enjoyed sex with an older man more intensely, just like in that precise moment where the boss of her fiancé wasn't stopping eating her mouth against her anus.
Ignacia: Uuuufff… Yes, yes, yesííí, fuckeeeeeeerrr…
She affirmed as she realized she was close to orgasming. Each moan she released was stronger and her eyes rolled back from so much delight. Leaving with half of her body extended on the floor after orgasm, trying to recover her breath. Paolo, on the other hand, savored her mouth, the aphrodisiac flavor of that trapping Booty. After a short rest, he approached Ignacia to put his package between those buttocks. Having it between her glutes only increased the desires of that greedy girl to be impaled.
Paolo: Well, I see your anus is dilated enough for the goal.
Ignacia: Then what are you waiting for, old pervert? Bury that thing you have and make me scream, like the slut that I am.
Paolo: As you order, slutty.
He commented, giving her a strong slap on the little butt, something she liked and her body appreciated. And, that was something she hadn't realized yet, her vulva was dripping fluids because she was so anxious to be penetrated again by an older man. With just rubbing the tip of his member with her anal orifice, both twisted in pleasure, Paolo without blinking watched how his cock disappeared into that welcoming anus, which seemed to be absorbing it.
Ignacia: Argentinean... Give it all, pussy...
She exclaimed, Biting her lips and scraping her little butt. That man left flipping because he felt so good being inside that hole and how tight it was. Grabbing her waist tightly, he gave the final thrust, completely impaling that singular ass.
Ignacia: Mmmmhhhgg… Di-Diooooooosssggg… 20 centimeters of meat inside my asshole... And only for me...
Paolo: (Smiling) 22... You have 22 centimeters buried in your ass right now.
Ignacia: Buah... What a big one you have.
Paolo: And you, sweetie, never before had a woman managed to screw my cock all the way into her anus. I knew you were special, and that's just the beginning.
The old man moved his pelvis, slowly pulling out his member before almost immediately burying it again. Between moans, Ignacia clung to the floor, her head spinning and her asshole hurting because no normal woman would withstand the violent thrusts of this man. Despite this, the young girl enjoyed every one of the embestidas and nalgadas she received. She demonstrated once more how ambitious she was and how gluttonous her ass is, receiving that cock without problem.
Ignacia began to dominate that vigorous rhythm, and the pain transformed into satisfaction. She moved her hips to feel more pleasure from that powerful tool. Between moans, she asked the man to do it harder. He obeyed, after all, he didn't know if this would happen again. Giving stronger thrusts, he made her moan while biting her lips, her obscene face reflecting that she was enjoying herself. The young blonde girl wandered in her thoughts, telling herself...–“Holy God... Where had this man been all this time? He's just as big as Raúl and almost as fat as Axel's, it's the perfect combination… I don't know how many times I've come, but I want more and more of that f***ing...-Paolo took advantage to position his hands on her thighs, holding her with force, surprising her by loading and starting to screw her in waves, thus sinking his most profound thrust into that comfortable, luxurious, and hungry anus.
The little ass didn't imagine a joy like this was possible, that old guy was giving her more than a good fuck. Not only did he have a good cock and know how to use it, but he also stood out for using his mouth and hands with skill, he was a complete lover. He went along with his mouth on that swan's neck until that tender ear, nibbling or giving some kisses. She, dizzy, turned her head so they could intertwine their lascivious tongues, but then they felt a noise, someone was arriving at the house.
Quickly, they hid behind some large planters that were enough to hide themselves. She realized it was Axel and felt a small anxiety, Paolo noticed this, but instead of stopping, he approached her ear and whispered,Don't you want to keep going, really? I won't force you, after all you were the one who decided we should do it and therefore you can ask us to stop, however, you must tell meIgnacia stayed quiet for a few seconds, wanting to go where her boyfriend was. Paolo: I see you've made up your mind. He whispered maliciously. Ignacia: P-Pardon Axel... Y-yo... I can't stop moving my hips... She said in her thoughts, shaking her butt frantically again. Paolo: From now on, you'll be my slut and give me this precious bum every day. Ignacia: S-sííí... I'm a slut... She began to repeat that she was a slut, over and over. Slowly, she started distinguishing what they were saying, that someone was calling her name and moving her. The blonde girl opened her eyes, startled, spitting out water from her mouth, then looked around and saw Agustina in front of her, with her clothes soaked, while Bruno, exasperated, turned circles with his phone stuck to his ear.What's wrong with me?He said, with his head spinning and breathing rapidly. Agustina: Calm down, lie down. She signaled, helping him to settle on the floor again, Ignacia's breathing was relaxing and returning to normality, Agustina told Bruno not to keep calling emergency services, everything was fine. Agustina: What a scare you gave us. Luckily, Bruno noticed you were choking and since he can't swim, he told me and I pulled you out. Then I gave you first aid to reanimate you and luckily it worked.
She said, smiling relievedly, Ignacia also does so, but not because she was saved, rather because everything related to Paolo was a horrible nightmare and she hadn't been unfaithful to Axel with her boss. Meanwhile, Tomás continued overwhelmed and downtrodden, the ghost of Isidora bothered him more and more, to the point where he didn't want to enter his house and longed to be away for a week. Although he wanted to, taking refuge in his vehicle wasn't a viable option.
He got out of the car and walked to the entrance, stopping and observing the flowers in the garden. Among them stood out one in blue, it wasn't rare for that flower to be there, after all they were April's favorites, however at that moment he remembered Isidora also liked those flowers. Thinking about her again made him feel a lack. It was as if fate or God itself was determined to rub her face in his every now and then.
To make matters worse, when he tried to open the door, Bruno came out of it, and his eyes tortured him once more with the image of who was his neighbor in his youth. He couldn't take it anymore, that day was being one agony after another, but the hug from that boy made his discomfort evaporate for a few seconds. They stayed chatting in the garden, Tomás hiding his emotions and trying to be a good older brother asked Bruno about his life.
The young man, slightly restless, responded that he was feeling overwhelmed by the memory of his mother. Tomas fell silent upon hearing it, and everything came flooding back to him and Isidora, the worst part being that his brother had told him he found a letter from her, addressed to him. Tomas sighed and looked at Bruno's eyes, asking for forgiveness for having said they only had a neighborly relationship with Isidora, when in reality they were closer.
Bruno: But there was no romantic involvement between you two, right?
Tomas: No, but it's my fault that your mother fell so low. She never hid her love for me and I ignored it. I even gave her false hopes.
Sincerely and with tears welling up in his eyes.
Bruno: Forgive me, Tomas, but if you feel so guilty, why not help her? Not long ago, I spoke to her psychiatrist and she told me that Isidora never talks about her childhood or adolescence, omits everything related to you. She knows she did a lot of harm, but... But it's my mom, seeing her drugged and without the sparkle in her eyes destroys my soul.
The words of Bruno were like daggers piercing Tomas' heart, not only did he have to deal with finding the right moment for Agustina to confess her secret, but also helping Isidora. He wanted to tell his brother that he was going to help her, but silence reigned, which annoyed Bruno, who turned around and went into the house to get Agustina and tell her it was time to go home. The girl and April, who was chatting with her, noticed the anxiety and annoyance in the young man's tone.
After talking to his brother, Tomas went to his bedroom. Many things had happened that day, so he just wanted to go to bed and read a book quietly. An activity that helped him clear his mind, but it wasn't like that tonight, and it was because Isidora's name kept haunting him. It was as if she had cast a spell on him the day he met Bruno, since Since then, I couldn't stop seeing her and remembering the moments they lived. It would crumble to realize how blind he was to the love she had for him. He couldn't blame her now for being such a possessive and vile woman if he could have avoided her falling into that abyss in his youth. Bitterly sighing, he closes the book and leaves it on its shelf. Isidora blooms again before his eyes, along with the past, it was an afternoon where the sky was orange, the wind was scarce and the clouds weren't invited. It was his last day in that city, he would leave for the capital at first hour the next day, where everything would start from zero. Isidora came to see him under the pretext of helping with math. Tomás accepted and as usual, they went to their room. She approached him more than normal that day, in fact she remained hugged to Tomás's left arm, and her eyes recorded the image of that boy whose heart was racing for him. He felt uncomfortable with so much attention but didn't say anything. After explaining the material and giving examples, he asked her to solve some exercises, Isidora had everything ready in less than 5 minutes. Tomás knew she never needed his help because she was much smarter than him, nevertheless, due to innocence and not wanting to lose that closeness with her, he never said anything. Tomás congratulated her and knowing it was time to say goodbye, Isidora hugged him with force, as if she were a part of him.Will you wait for me, then?expressed with a broken voice, I don't know what you're referring to, but if it's about living together in the capital, of course. Remember that besides you, I only have Christian and Hugo as friends.He replied, embracing her with tenderness.But only with you I feel totally at ease, so I hope you'll be my roommateHe added and for the first time gave her a kiss on the cheek, something that made Isidora blush.I'm going to miss you, Isi, you were the only one who took the time to understand mesentenced with a smile. All that memory diffused, in front of the crystallized eyes of Tomás was April,Is something wrong, Tom?He interpellated her with his narrowed and lowered eyes.No, nothingcontestó, inexpresivo. The two of them went to bed and she rested her head on the chest of her husband, at the same time as she hugged him. April knew that her husband was troubled just like the night before and it hurt her that he didn't tell her what was bothering him, because it was as if he wasn't confiding in her.
April: Tommy, I know something is weighing you down and you don't want to tell me. I'm not going to force you to confess what's keeping you up at night. However, I want you to stop thinking about it for a few minutes and listen to me.
Tomás: I'm all ears.
He declared succinctly, looking at the ceiling. This attitude was starting to irritate the Milf and after making her teeth grind for a few seconds, she lifted her gaze to look at Tomás's face.
April: It's about your next special therapy session.
She manifested, hoping to catch her husband's attention.
Tomás: I'm not in the mood to talk about it, sorry. In fact, I don't even know if I want to continue.
April: What? Is that a joke? Just now when the next one is linked with Bruno?
Tomás: April, I'm not going to get involved with Agustina.
He affirmed, with his brow furrowed.
April: (Laughs) No, it's not Agustina.
Tomás: Ah, no? Then who?
He consulted, with his heart in his hands, wondering if he would say the name of Isidora. Even though on the list they were supposed to be only girls from 18 to 25 years old.
April: You should have said who, since there are your nieces.
Tomás: My nieces?
He exclaimed, perplexed and feeling a slight disappointment for not hearing the name of his ex-girlfriend.
When he finally thought he'd gotten her out of his head, everything got worse when unexpectedly on his wife's computer he found a website for adults. He wasn't surprised his wife would watch porn or be on that site, but among the women featured there, he recognized one who turned out to be similar to his new colleague. At first, he denied accepting it was her, thinking it was just his delusion, but the more he thought about it, the more intriguing it became.
Finally, he decided to get into the page to clear up his doubts, finding that woman wasn't difficult, in fact she was a very popular user, behind one called MadelyneI had some naked pictures of her, but to see them you had to register. He hesitated whether it was worth doing, however he didn't have a choice, as he needed to know ifAdaraIt was his workmate or not. He had passed a lot of time since anxiety overcame him, while his entire body trembled as he registered. With just one look at the first photo, he knew it wasn't Gala, despite not being able to see her face and never having seen her naked, that figure was more slender than his workmate's. As he kept looking at the photos, he delighted in losing himself in the forbidden desire of having that mysterious black girl naked before him, wiggling that fat booty and rolling her cock between those plump tits, while licking her glans at the same time. He couldn't hold back anymore, in an act of exasperation, he took off his pants to start masturbating, looking at those photos. He was masturbating euphorically, as if it depended on his life, seemed to have gone back to 18 when he consoled his cock by looking at Celeste's image. But unlike that time when he lived alone, privacy was something he no longer had. Just as he thought he was about to cum, the door to his bedroom opened. Giving a small jump from surprise, he threw away his phone, a shiver ran down his entire back, slowly raised his gaze, appreciating Ignacia. The fiancée of his son and sister-in-law of his wife had her eyes fixed on his member, which was totally erect, even with the veins prominent all over the cock. The girl's mouth had opened in surprise. It wasn't the first time he saw that thing, he had done it two years ago when he even dared to give her a blow job. The result ended in failure, Tomás rejected and ignored her for several months, despite her forgetting her obsession with who would be his father-in-law, finding him with his vigorous cock between her hands, gave her reasons to yearn for him again. Tomás was stunned, trying to modulate some words, unfortunately it wouldn't go beyond the letter IIf that wasn't enough, his cock instead of losing its hardness due to shame, was getting even firmer. The little ass passed her tongue between his lips, and then bit the lower one, reflecting the wild desire for that mature mast. The minutes passed and they remained in the same spot and position, as if they were two marble sculptures. The atmosphere was nourished by morbidness and temptation, causing both to feel a scorching current running through their bodies. Unexpectedly, Ignacia apologized, turned around, and closed the door, thus ending that uncomfortable moment. Tomás startled, closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands, not knowing how he would look at his daughter-in-law's eyes from then on. He could act like an idiot and pretend it hadn't happened, but that role didn't suit him. Understanding that the ordeal had only just begun, since they were alone, there was no one else in the house. April had gone out to buy something with Simón, Diana was at a friend's house, and Vanessa, Josefina, and Benjamín were at his parents' house. This was because his mother had called him to inform him that his father's health had worsened. Although it hurt, he knew it was best if he didn't visit him, as it would only upset him more. Additionally, Ignacia and Axel were supposed to leave that day on a trip, but just then they received a call from the boy, who worked part-time at his job, asking him to cover for one of his colleagues who had fallen ill. He lay there thinking about some explanation for that embarrassing scene, not wanting Ignacia to misinterpret things, especially since only three weeks remained until she and her son got married. The word 'three weeks' resonated in his head, disturbing his thoughts, sitting on the bed, wondering if April would be capable of it. difference from him that used to be more meticulous. That way of acting by his wife, turned out to be a real danger, because he could never know her next move. The more he reflected on it, the more sense it made that everything was due to April's work. The webpage on his computer; leaving a woman similar to Gala; that would get him hard so Ignacia could see him.Special Therapymurmured, getting up from the bed and walking towards the exit of his room. The only great doubt about the matter was that Ignacia had left when she had the golden opportunity to tell him that he wanted that kind of therapy. He theorized that maybe the little ass acted that way because her sister had asked her to, after all, it didn't seem like a coincidence that they were alone in the house. The accumulation of these things forced him to send his wife a message, asking if he should applyYouI hope for a few minutes before going down the stairs to avoid drawing hasty conclusions, nonetheless April should be online since it was only showing that her message had been sent and not received. Maybe her wife's game was to let me analyze the situation and I took a decision, she didn't have any other choice but to clarify the mystery before she went crazy from all the reasoning. When arriving at the first floor, I noticed that my daughter-in-law was lying face down on the sofa with her phone in her hands.
Seeing her in this position did not surprise me, it was practically common to find her in this form, rubbing that big biscuit she owns. After all, it was her lethal weapon, with which she bewitched men. Although I got flipped out by what was projected on the small cell phone screen. It was a porn video, but not just any, one where a black woman was sucking a cock through a hole, the famous Glory HoleFrom a bath. The worst is that that ebony figure made Gala suddenly appear in her mind. Closing his eyes, he shook his head to get his partner out and focus on what was happening. The little ass, noticing the presence of her father-in-law, smiled, Hello, Tomásexpressed with tranquility. That attitude disoriented the mature one, since no one acts so relaxed after being found observing pornography, less so after the previous incident they had both experienced. It was as if for her it had happened just minutes ago, never having occurred at all. Totally indifferent, she went back to focusing on her mobile phone, Tomás appreciated that this video had been sent by Josefina. What are those twins playing at?, he wondered, while Ignacia answered her sister with a voice message. Promiscuous as always, she swayed her booty in a slow but very sensual way, inexorably drawing the eyes of Tomás to those balls.
Tomas: instagram... instagram... (Swallowing saliva) Ignacia... Can we talk?
He stuttered, not stopping to admire that ass demencial.
Ignacia: Mmh, talk?
Tomas: Yes, I want to clarify something with you.
Ignacia: Ok...
She exclaimed, sitting down on the sofa. Despite her not standing out in front, the boat of those tits called attention to the mature man who was starting to feel attracted to his son's girlfriend.
Ignacia: Well, Tomás, what do you want to talk about?
She interrogated, with a certain arrogance, as if she were the adult between the two. That behavior irritated Tomás a little, but he decided not to give it importance, after all, she had always behaved like that, believing herself to be superior, especially towards men, because they melted at seeing her. With that sweet face of a good girl and pure eyes, but with an enormous ass that left even the most ethical one drooling. It was normal for her to see males only as mere consolers of flesh, except for Axel.
At least that's what Tomás wanted to believe, that this young woman truly loved his son, without however, doubting it sometimes. Not because of the history she had, nor because she kept flirting with anyone, or wore absurdly tight clothes to draw attention. But because he sensed she was hiding something, which led him to theorize two scenarios that Ignacia was eager to have fun with her mature cock and had controlled herself for a long time, which led April to put her on the list because she was a ticking bomb, or Tomás was being paranoid.
Tomás: Ignacia, I don't want to sound strange or like a degenerate, but I want to talk about what happened a while ago.
Ignacia: Eh? Sorry Tomás, I didn't hear you, can you sit next to me so I won't get distracted by my phone?
She expressed herself without looking away from the phone, with a mischievous smile between her lips that made her look more daring and beautiful. Definitely she was mocking him, concluded Tomás, it wasn't possible he hadn't heard her at that distance, especially since he wasn't wearing headphones. What's going on? He wondered, is this part of the show for special therapy, because if not, it would be stupid to prolong this, the scene was ideal for him to confess that he was part of April's list.
Ignacia: Oh come on, man, get closer, I won't bite.
She commented, looking at him for the first time. He felt uncomfortable, gazing into those angelic eyes, and looked away. The memory of her tied up in his bedroom doorway, while he held his cock with his left hand, jerking off with vehemence, was still very fresh and that morbid feeling was teasing him. He sighed lightly, it wasn't the moment to get nervous, especially not with a girl whom he couldn't show weakness to, because she would take advantage of this.
Taking a seat, he slightly lowered his head, realizing he wasn't thinking clearly, letting himself be carried away by the fiery passion that tempted him. It was time to be serious, analyze everything calmly and arrive at the most optimal conclusion. There were no reasons to get exasperated, the most complex thing was to exchange glances with this young girl again, which he had already done. Nevertheless, all his determination evaporated like a soap bubble.
Since Ignacia capriciously sat on his lap. Supporting his fleshy glutes on the crotch of his father-in-law, who remained flabbergasted. Traviesa moves her waist, causing her pompous ass to rub against that rigid cock, which didn't take long to become completely stiff and erect. Did this mean she was next on his wife's list? Or was he simply bothering her? It could be either of those alternatives or both.
Ignacia: Well, what do you want to talk about? Is it about Axel? I still don't convince myself that I'm suitable for him, right?
He manifested, resting his head on the man's chest. He began to eclipse himself when he saw her so confident, thinking she must be next or wouldn't do that, he told himself, the girl didn't stop looking at him, waiting for his response, while her lips opened a little at the same time. He thought she was going to speak, say those words he longed for, to break that endurable ass, he knew this girl was his son's fiancée, but he couldn't resist that desire and less disobey his wife.
Besides, he had already decided how to reward Axel for that betrayal, an equivalent exchange, it was fair. However, she remained silent, the silence making the whole atmosphere tense, why didn't Ignacia say those words? He interrogated himself, frustrated, he had assimilated everything, to be with her and not feel like a vile rat in front of his son, what was the reason for continuing to torment him? Did she want him to take the initiative?
A drop of sweat ran across his entire face, generating so much anxiety that it gave him a headache. Blindly, he let himself be carried away by his longings and with his left hand held his daughter-in-law, while with his right hand touched that monument. Just feeling the smooth sliding of that hand over his Booty surprised Ignacia, her eyes became enormous, and her chin trembled. After that bold handling, Tomás spanked her, causing her to let out a small scream.
Although it was a smooth, the chick felt that palm had stayed tattooed on her Booty and not just that, but an expansive wave was generated. Tomás still submerged in lust, went back to fondling that rear. Ignacia asked him to calm down, however, at the same time she enjoyed those caresses and buttocks, so he didn't believe his wife when she asked him to stop. His trunk was rubbing that divine merry-go-round, manifesting his desire to want to ride it. Little by little, Ignacia gave in to the delight that palm was giving her, had very mischievous hands that were enticing her. For months she had left aside her wild sexual life, both she and Axel wanted to try being a pairnormalSince they thought they had had a lot of fun and it was the occasion to think about both of them and a possible family. It was rare for Ignacia to have imagined that she could be a faithful wife and an exemplary mother. Her past came back to her memory, the different cocks milf she ate and let get eaten by. That exasperating desire to be fucked by a good cock from an older man was killing her, and it's that never crossed her mind that the only mature one who rejected her would be her final temptation before marriage. She felt submissive, lost in that rut, it was impossible for her to keep herself firm at that ideal of being faithful, less with that cock practically lodged in her glutes.
Tomás: Do you like it?
She whispered, nibbling his ear.
Ignacia: Po... Po... Please... Pa-pa-pa... For...
Tartamuded, using her last strength, despite her body only wanting to be fucked by that man and eat his mouth.
Tomás: Relax, you can stop pretending, I know what you want and I'll give it to you, not like two years ago when I denied it.
That declaration echoed in the young woman's judgment, her fiancé's father offering her a fuck that would surely be wonderful. Accepting it was a fact, everything in her longed for it, it would be her farewell as a cocks milf lover and what a way to close it.
Tomás: Come on, just say it.
Ignacia: Y-y-yo... Yo...
Before she finished speaking, Tomás received a message, he wanted to pass this one by, but suspected it was his wife.The safest thing is, tell me where you have the cameras.He thought, grabbing his mobile phone with his left hand, saw the message, which was indeed from April, however, her words were not what he expected.- 'Special Therapy, love? I already told you that this week is not. I know you're anxious, but relax, there are only a few days left for you to make another little girl howl'
After reading the text, he separated from his daughter-in-law, who was entangled with his behavior. Tomás turned so red with shame that his face looked like a tomato. He apologized to his daughter-in-law, gave himself a half-turn and ran away from there, locking himself in his room.What the hell did I do?He exclaimed, still tied up. Ignacia lay down on the sofa with her chest heaving, her heart pounding at a thousand beats per minute, her ass burning from the spankings and her vulva totally soaked.God... It was closewhisperedI shouldn't have assumed my butt, less sitting on his legs, how stupid I was to think that wouldn't provoke himHe thought more calmly. That tickling in her vagina only increased, she wanted the sex to last longer, fortunately for her, just at that moment, Axel returned from work. The boy, seeing his girlfriend with Lycra pants, sweatshirt, tired and all sweaty, thought she had been doing exercises. She saw him and jumped up, hugging him fervently, Axel was taken aback, it cost him to follow Ignacia's rhythm. The little culona didn't waste time and took him to the room, where they continued to intertwine their libidinous tongues, drowning in their saliva. Quickly, they became naked, without saying a word, she knelt down, taking that vigorous rod between her fingers, swallowing it deeply into her throat, thus extinguishing the fire Tomás had provoked in her. The young woman's hungry tongue explored every corner of that member, her viscous saliva combined with the strong and salty taste of that cock, plus the pre-seminal fluid, formed an exquisite dish for her. Her fingers rubbed her vagina, consoling her perverted body. The flames seemed to be controlled, although they needed to be definitively attenuated, which Axel understood was necessary to reach penetration. After observing his wet cock, he took his girlfriend and pinned her against the wall. That venomous saber wandered through Ignacia's rear mountains, it was a way to stimulate her more.Give me your cockshe implored, shaking her Booty like it was an alpine accent, as she seduced her partner. Those white and fat buttocks were still red from Tomas's spankings, Axel ignored that and simply, impaled his fiancée. Having that robust tail running through her interior and hitting very deep, made her brain spin, her face became coarse and obscene. She screamed for more and more, with total euphoria, she loved this cock like none other, yet she couldn't get Tomas out of her head completely.Oh my God, love... If you only knew how horny I am for your dad, I doubt you'd give it to me like that. For such a little bit, I would have found myself with my ass split open by your dad's cock, making me howl like a slut.She said it to herself, letting out a chorus of gasps. She continued asking for more and he pleased her, giving her a strong slap.
Tomas was still ashamed in his bedroom, covered with blankets, wanting to sleep and forget what had happened. April was surprised when she arrived and heard the commotion in the girlfriend's room, unable to prevent herself from laughing out loud. The Milf only had to hear them to feel a small cramp in her vulva, leading a sleeping Simon to his room, leaving him lying down. Going to her room with a desire to have fun, she noticed that the door was locked with a latch.
She could knock and ask Tomás to open it for her, but she didn't want to disturb the girlfriend who seemed to be in honeymoon mode. So she went downstairs to the first floor to look for the key to her bedroom in her purse. Despite it being strange that the room would be locked, she didn't question why, she just went up and opened the door. Seeing her husband lying in bed, a smile formed on her face, thinking that like herself he was hot from Axel and Ignacia's screams.
Coqueta undressed and slid onto the bed like a kitten until she reached where her husband was. Pressing her body against his, she bit his ear and her hands caressed his groin. –“The guys are having a great time, don't you think we can follow their steps?”-She whispered to him, tracing her tongue along the man's neck.I'm not in the mood, Aprilshe answered, leaving her confused, because he had never denied himself to her. April: What's up, Tom? Did something bother you? Tomás: It's nothing, I just want to sleep and that's it. April: Oh come on, Tommy... I know you're dying to give me a hug, stop playing this game that's making me angry. Tomás: April, I'm serious, I don't feel like it, if you want I'll make it up to you tomorrow, but now I just want to rest. The woman was still astonished, Tomás seemed like another person, besides calling her by name twice in a row, something he only did when he was angry with her. April: You're upset, why didn't we have special therapy this week? That consultation struck deep into Tomás, who began to remember what had almost happened with Ignacia. Afflicted, he covered himself with the sheets and told his wife it wasn't because of that, but he had a lot of work and she should forgive him. April sighed, reluctantly accepting that she wouldn't play with her husband that night, nonetheless, she didn't stop hugging him, staying by his side all night, smelling his aroma and trying to understand what was weighing on her husband. The next morning, Tomás got up earlier than usual, all to avoid running into Ignacia. What would he do if that girl continued to harass him? Now he had more reason to do so, after everything she'd done. The least of the situation is that he'd also shown his desire to pierce her ass and fill it like a turkey. It's most likely he'll have to tell his wife about it, so she can help him, because otherwise he'll suffer even more. He got up from his desk to prepare a coffee, as he was in such a hurry that he hadn't even eaten breakfast. While pouring sugar into his cup, he heard a voice that made him shiver and drop his spoon. It was Gala, who approached the old man to ask if he was okay, ignoring the fact that she was the cause of this reaction, since her figure continued obsessing the man more with his skin color. Tomás attended with his head and retired to his office without saying anything. With the occurrence of his wife, he had managed to forget about his work colleague. While taking his cup of coffee, he went back to the webpage where his wife navigated, despite having seen several photos of that brunette, he went back to it as if desperately seeking to confirm that this woman was Gala. To his surprise, he found videos and had to follow the woman for a few seconds before registering. He found several videos, most of which were of that brunette masturbating and some showing her undressing in a sensual way and displaying her fabulous anatomy. No matter how much he looked at the videos, he couldn't find any similarity with Gala, except for her dark skin and bust size. He wondered who that girl was, quickly tried to forget about it and focus on his work, but couldn't, this sudden whim and fixation on that unknown woman increased. He hesitated whether to send a message or not, knowing that if she responded, there would be no return and he would end up being unfaithful to April, because she wasn't part of his wife's plans and it would happen behind her back. However, he couldn't deny that he was dying to receive a cock from that mysterious brunette, to explore her marvelous body and impale her. Left in limbo, he decided to flip a coin, leaving it up to fate. If the coin landed on its face, he would talk to Adara, by other hand if it was cross, he would leave all that matter until then and resign from his job to not see Gala again, one of the responsible for his deliriums. Everything slowed down in front of the man's eyes, that coin seemed not to stop spinning through the air, everything did its opposite heart, which accelerated and a slight pain appeared in his chest, his breathing dilated like his blinking, finally that coin fell on his trembling hand, swallowed saliva before seeing the response.
A light smile outlined itself as he observed it had fallen face down. He picked up his cell phone and quickly wrote a message to that black girl. It was a typical greeting where he praised her figure. After sending it, he left his mobile on his desk and forgot about it to attend to some patients. He worked normally until lunchtime, then took his phone and went straight to his colleague's office, who was getting ready to go eat. Tomas took advantage of the opportunity to invite her to lunch with him, a way of apologizing for being so cold towards her, which left her confused.
Gala's open mouth gave the impression she couldn't believe the words spoken by the man. Tomas interpreted it as a natural gesture, since he had heard from his other colleagues that this woman had fixed her eyes on him from the first day. Why? According to his own colleagues, it was because she wanted to get along with all her colleagues, something childish, but during her whole life she has known different people, with pleasure, beliefs and peculiar motivations, so he didn't give it much importance.
Although it did make some noise, it's that after that invitation, the most reasonable thing would be to ask him why he was doing it, if from the beginning he had been evasive and distant towards her. However, Gala after that surprised face became happy, gave a small jump where he was, holding onto his arm and told him she accepted his invitation with great pleasure. Tomas saw those watermelons jumping around his arm, he wiggled, the slight hope that Gala was Adara became more piercing, just like the desire to feed her with his sausage.
But it didn't do any good to make himself false illusions and then get a great disappointment like with Ignacia. During lunch, Tomás asked his colleague for forgiveness because he would be busy with his cell phone, since he was talking to his wife, which was a lie, as he was actually messaging that slutty brunette. The one who had responded to his previous message, thanking him for those flatteries.
Tomás decided to be direct and in his next message asked what he should do for them to meet up. Then he noticed that barely after sending that message to Adara, Gala's phone rang. Faking being busy with his cell phone, he let his companion answer calmly, one or two seconds passed since Gala had stopped writing, and the response from the user arrived. It could be just a simple coincidence, but it was also possible that the precious woman of chocolate in front of him was Adara.
Tomás didn't rush and corroborated other aspects to affirm whether his theory was affirmative or not. Comparing Adara's figure with that of his companion again, he realized that they were not the same woman and what had happened a moment ago was just a cruel game of destiny. Gala had a mole on her right cheek near her lips, whereas the brunette who had Tomás crazy, in her only photo where you could see her mouth, didn't have any mole.
Gala: Is something wrong?
Tomás: No, nothing...
Gala: Excuse me, I thought you were looking at me and that something had happened. Well, changing the subject, I'd like to consult you, if during these 21 years with your wife, have you never felt the need to look at another?
Tomás: Sometimes I might get carried away with someone, maybe because of her way of looking, her lips, her curves or her color. Skin. However, I couldn't trade my wife for another.
Gala: (Laughs) It makes sense. It's complicated to avoid feeling tempted sometimes, whether it's due to details that captivate us, as you say.
A playful smile formed on Tomás' face as he listened to that declaration, as if the world was sending him signals not to fear getting involved with Adara, despite her having rejected his invitation to join her. But that smile wouldn't last long, something caught his attention while he continued to appreciate his colleague and listen to her talk about her life. And it was nothing less than the necklace she wore, which gave him the impression he had seen it before, then a small memory sprouted.
Traveling back years ago, precisely during his school days. Hugo, Cristián, and he would walk towards the cinema, where they met some classmates. Cristián, who was the most charming of the three, approached them, which followed him in flirting. This didn't surprise Hugo or me, after all Cristián was the most handsome boy in the classroom and if he wasn't the most popular in school, it was because he hung out with us, a couple of nerds, who didn't usually socialize, Hugo due to shyness and I because it didn't come naturally.
Something they didn't know is that those girls were accompanying Vicky, the wet dream of the boys at school, until Hugo had dedicated some blows to that woman. Everyone looked at her like a goddess, both men and women, except for one, who was me. That indifferent attitude of mine generated Victoria's disdain. Cristián trembled upon seeing her, due to her imposing sensuality, he could take advantage of this opportunity to approach her and finally give himself the long-awaited roll, which he had been pending.
However, as a good friend, he returned with his companions. The girls would take that rejection as a humiliation. Vicky, smiling arrogantly, approached where they were and threw a soda glass at her victim. favorite. Everyone was left frozen, Tomas, holding back his friends, looks at Victoria's eyes, who was mocking him.Boys, don't worry, no matter how well you educate a gorilla, it will still be a wild animal that lets itself be led by its instincts.declared, irritating Vicky even more.
Vicky: How can you be a gorilla, weird creature? You...
Tomás: (Interrupts) I apologize to all the gorillas in the world for comparing them to a person as infamous and brutal as you. Why don't you accept once that for me you're just shit? And no matter how sexy you dress or try to get my attention with your figure, since even though you pretend to hate it, you still flaunt your body at me. I'll always see you as trash.
After saying that, Tomás left, leaving Victoria arguing alone and screaming into the air. Sitting on a bench, she searched her pockets for a handkerchief to dry her face and hair a bit, and in doing so saw the fragile hands of someone, lifting her gaze to realize it was Isidora. Taking her handkerchief, she thanked him, and Isidora asked for forgiveness for her sister's behavior. Tomás replied that he wasn't worried about anything.
Isidora asked if he would let her buy some clothes since she felt very sorry about what had happened. He didn't want to accept, but seeing those full-of-illusion eyes, he gave in so she wouldn't feel bad. After buying the clothes and changing, Tomás and Isidora went to a jewelry store, where she was looking at a necklace fixedly, but didn't have enough money to buy it. He felt guilty, so he ended up buying the accessory for Isidora.
She happily hugged him and said she would never take it off. Returning to the present, a tired Tomás had his jaw trembling.
Tomás: I... Isi?...
He whispered, recalling that this necklace was the same one he bought for Isidora back then.
Gala: Did you say something?
Consulted confused by Tomás's face.
Tomás: Pe... Perdon, I have to leave.
Expressed, getting up from the table and leaving in a hurry, remembering all the moments when he saw Isidora with that necklace. On the other hand, Ignacia was lying in her bed, looking at the ceiling and... Caressing her vulva with tenderness. She was walking around in her head the rough hands of her father-in-law, the slaps he gave her, those ear nibbles and the friction of his cock against her butt. She couldn't hide that she was still hot from what had happened the day before.
Sighing bitterly, she got up and left her room. She would take advantage of being alone in the house to give herself a swim in the pool and clear her mind. The bright sun made her skin shine, her swimsuit barely covered her ass and her tits looked precious in it, especially when she submerged herself in the water and the fabric clung to her body, appreciating those erect nipples.
Throwing her red hair back, she relived being a slut who devoured mature men.
At that time, she didn't have marriage on her mind, in fact, she found it boring and outdated, something that tied women to one man. Besides, her ego was so high because the guys would drool over her and those infernal curves, considering herself too much to belong to just one. The word faithful wasn't even in her dictionary, seeing as her mother was a fox and whenever possible she would cheat on her father with her best friend.
She couldn't blame or reproach her for not resisting temptation if that man was ridiculously handsome, with a model's body that even the most puritan trembled at and a simple-minded cock from another world. Falling into his arms and discovering the pleasure of sex were the best decisions she made, or so she thought, since receiving Axel's ring, she regretted her past and that obsessive compulsion for milf cocks.
Months had passed since that event. Every time she saw her ring, she felt happy, passing by her fiancé became her best hobby, even forgetting that fetish that accompanied her since she was 18. She never thought she would fall in love with someone like that, much less with that boy who She met online while playing Gears Of War. She wasn't a gamer, just pretending to hide her true personality from her parents. Never enjoyed a game until she coincided with Axel, it was strange because she was the one who asked him to play again, starting their friendship. Slowly discovered other games and that disguise became part of her identity. Their relationship grew more intimate, no longer just talking while gaming, and Axel became known even to her sisters. He thought she was a sweet and innocent girl, loved it, thought he wanted her like a toy he'd provoke and never let him have his way. However, when seeing him in person and feeling that desire gaze at her figure, she got excited like never before. She should've taken that as a sign but ignored her feelings until he finally caught her with his amazing cock. Thought it was the best thing, something she no longer wanted, only longed for Axel to look at her and be faithful, but that old man's asshole gave her a fetish back, and while swimming, she yearned for a mature cock. What would she do if Tomas came after her again? She'd probably give in blindly. That suffocating sensation was causing paranoia, so she decided to get out of the water. She sat on one corner and continued wetting her feet, sighing, waiting to repress the libido that invaded her. Not noticing someone's presence, they approached her silently with their eyes fixed on her ass. Suddenly, Ignacia felt big hands on her wet skin, startled, she fell into the pool. Coming up for air, she looked at who had touched her and was stunned to realize it was Axel's boss. What was this man doing in the house? How did he get in?, were some of the questions that ran through her mind. The young woman did it. The old man apologized for scaring her, keeping his gaze on that youthful figure, she noticing those obscene eyes examining her, perceived a burning current running through her body.
Overwhelmed, she tried to repress the lust that whispered in her ear, inviting her to be the slutty one of yesteryear, flirting with that man who since the first day he saw her, had not taken his depraved eyes off her.No, I can'tmurmured, approaching slowly towards where her boyfriend's boss was. Paolo was 48 years old, tall, approximately 1.90 meters, with slightly bronzed skin, black hair with a hint of gray, and an athletic body, quite firm for his age.
He wanted to ask what he was doing in the house, but the words wouldn't come out, his agitated heart and excited body confusing him. As she stood just centimeters away from him, she finally moved her mouth, at the same time as she addressed him, the aroma of that man's perfume combined with the scent of his mature body and tobacco made her legs weaken. He drew even closer to her, brushing against her lips, which completely eclipsed her, she didn't care about his response, her body and mind wanted something else from Paolo.
After living her first experiences with some older men, she realized not all were good lovers, some lacked what she was looking for. So she started being picky when choosing with whom to have sex. There were three minimal requirements that had to be met first. One, his fragrance had to be like an experienced stallion; two, he couldn't be timid; three, he had to have a good cock.regarding sizeWas Paolo meeting those requirements? For Ignacia, there was no doubt that he was, it was obvious that his scent was making her delirious, she wanted to explore that body with kisses and get drunk on its smell. He wasn't a coward either, as he always looked at her with desire, even ahead of Axel himself, he would flirt with her and once even caressed her butt. Finally, about his cock, she hadn't seen it, but neither did she need to see it to realize that he had a bat between his legs, which showed up every time she saw him.–“Is Ignacia?-Murmured, wanting to bite those adolescent lips, the poor girl didn't know what to do anymore, her body moved by instinct.Come here, daddyHe whispered, grabbing him by his tie and pulling him into the pool alongside her. She kissed him with fervor, biting those full lips filled with adventures and wrapping her tongue around his, which was very skilled. Her entire being let go of its tension, totally surrendered to her libidinous longing, as she opened the boss's shirt of her fiancé. Her tender hands rested on those large and hard pectorals, descending slowly down that torso. She didn't stop marveling at that well-worked body, her fingers not stopping from caressing those marked abdominals, while he squeezed her glutes with vehemence. Feeling those giant hands explore her voluptuous backside, she was driven wild, to the point of clinging to him as if she never wanted to let go. Disengaging from his mouth, she takes a breath and savors that veteran saliva again. Releasing the belt, she starts to lower his pants, grabbing thus his 20-centimeter mast. The tip of her fingers mimicked with gentleness that swollen head which was even burning in the water. Moving away from his addictive lips, she passes her tongue around his mouth,Is this what you wanted?expressed with a flirtatious smile and enjoying those fingers that were rubbing her anus,From the first time I saw youPaolo answered by blowing his member against her vulva. Ignacia let out a brief laugh, as she had obviously noticed that day that this man wanted to take her to his office, push her against his desk and burst into her ass with punches. Kissing the nape of his neck, she lost herself more in his fragrance, his mischievous tongue drawing all over that massive trunk until his lips lightly touched that hot iron. With her eyes full of illusion, she watched closely what was about to happen, both in her mouth and in her ass. A small opening formed between her lips, approaching that piece of erect flesh, nipped the glans. Gradually, her tongue appeared and her mouth opened up to swallow that mature penis completely. Paolo gasped hard, unable to believe that this precious blonde big booty was devouring his poronga. His mastery did not match his age, it seemed like a veteran, but in reality, she only had 22 years, what madness, the man thought. After sucking that log, the little ass turned around, lifting her centaur-like hips and leaving those fleshy spheres ready to be drilled. Paolo's heart stopped for a few seconds when he saw those naked buttocks. It was a dream he had been waiting for months, one he thought would never become reality, but there she was, offering him her pompous ass to penetrate it. Ignacia: Do you want it or not? Said, shaking her rear from side to side. Paolo: Of course, girl. I was just fantasizing about this succulent little cake you're going to leave me to eat and fuck. He replied, cutting the distance and opening those glutes to examine the orifice with which he had fantasized so much. The girl felt an intense joy from just that act, her whole body trembling with anxiety, Paolo with a smug smile was pressing his face into that ass.Aaaaahhhhexclaimed the young woman when the old man's tongue touched her anus. She was moving in circles, meanwhile her fingers were kneading those fat balls, she rejoiced and howled as that tongue went deeper:
Ignacia: ¡¡Diiiooosss!!… ¡Sííííí!… Eat my ass, old man, eat it very well.
She manifested, caressing her pussy. She couldn't hide anymore that she missed an old man devouring her Booty. Axel wasn't to blame, he always satisfied her, making love with him was magnificent, but her body enjoyed sex with an older man more intensely, just like in that precise moment where the boss of her fiancé wasn't stopping eating her mouth against her anus.
Ignacia: Uuuufff… Yes, yes, yesííí, fuckeeeeeeerrr…
She affirmed as she realized she was close to orgasming. Each moan she released was stronger and her eyes rolled back from so much delight. Leaving with half of her body extended on the floor after orgasm, trying to recover her breath. Paolo, on the other hand, savored her mouth, the aphrodisiac flavor of that trapping Booty. After a short rest, he approached Ignacia to put his package between those buttocks. Having it between her glutes only increased the desires of that greedy girl to be impaled.
Paolo: Well, I see your anus is dilated enough for the goal.
Ignacia: Then what are you waiting for, old pervert? Bury that thing you have and make me scream, like the slut that I am.
Paolo: As you order, slutty.
He commented, giving her a strong slap on the little butt, something she liked and her body appreciated. And, that was something she hadn't realized yet, her vulva was dripping fluids because she was so anxious to be penetrated again by an older man. With just rubbing the tip of his member with her anal orifice, both twisted in pleasure, Paolo without blinking watched how his cock disappeared into that welcoming anus, which seemed to be absorbing it.
Ignacia: Argentinean... Give it all, pussy...
She exclaimed, Biting her lips and scraping her little butt. That man left flipping because he felt so good being inside that hole and how tight it was. Grabbing her waist tightly, he gave the final thrust, completely impaling that singular ass.
Ignacia: Mmmmhhhgg… Di-Diooooooosssggg… 20 centimeters of meat inside my asshole... And only for me...
Paolo: (Smiling) 22... You have 22 centimeters buried in your ass right now.
Ignacia: Buah... What a big one you have.
Paolo: And you, sweetie, never before had a woman managed to screw my cock all the way into her anus. I knew you were special, and that's just the beginning.
The old man moved his pelvis, slowly pulling out his member before almost immediately burying it again. Between moans, Ignacia clung to the floor, her head spinning and her asshole hurting because no normal woman would withstand the violent thrusts of this man. Despite this, the young girl enjoyed every one of the embestidas and nalgadas she received. She demonstrated once more how ambitious she was and how gluttonous her ass is, receiving that cock without problem.
Ignacia began to dominate that vigorous rhythm, and the pain transformed into satisfaction. She moved her hips to feel more pleasure from that powerful tool. Between moans, she asked the man to do it harder. He obeyed, after all, he didn't know if this would happen again. Giving stronger thrusts, he made her moan while biting her lips, her obscene face reflecting that she was enjoying herself. The young blonde girl wandered in her thoughts, telling herself...–“Holy God... Where had this man been all this time? He's just as big as Raúl and almost as fat as Axel's, it's the perfect combination… I don't know how many times I've come, but I want more and more of that f***ing...-Paolo took advantage to position his hands on her thighs, holding her with force, surprising her by loading and starting to screw her in waves, thus sinking his most profound thrust into that comfortable, luxurious, and hungry anus.
The little ass didn't imagine a joy like this was possible, that old guy was giving her more than a good fuck. Not only did he have a good cock and know how to use it, but he also stood out for using his mouth and hands with skill, he was a complete lover. He went along with his mouth on that swan's neck until that tender ear, nibbling or giving some kisses. She, dizzy, turned her head so they could intertwine their lascivious tongues, but then they felt a noise, someone was arriving at the house.
Quickly, they hid behind some large planters that were enough to hide themselves. She realized it was Axel and felt a small anxiety, Paolo noticed this, but instead of stopping, he approached her ear and whispered,Don't you want to keep going, really? I won't force you, after all you were the one who decided we should do it and therefore you can ask us to stop, however, you must tell meIgnacia stayed quiet for a few seconds, wanting to go where her boyfriend was. Paolo: I see you've made up your mind. He whispered maliciously. Ignacia: P-Pardon Axel... Y-yo... I can't stop moving my hips... She said in her thoughts, shaking her butt frantically again. Paolo: From now on, you'll be my slut and give me this precious bum every day. Ignacia: S-sííí... I'm a slut... She began to repeat that she was a slut, over and over. Slowly, she started distinguishing what they were saying, that someone was calling her name and moving her. The blonde girl opened her eyes, startled, spitting out water from her mouth, then looked around and saw Agustina in front of her, with her clothes soaked, while Bruno, exasperated, turned circles with his phone stuck to his ear.What's wrong with me?He said, with his head spinning and breathing rapidly. Agustina: Calm down, lie down. She signaled, helping him to settle on the floor again, Ignacia's breathing was relaxing and returning to normality, Agustina told Bruno not to keep calling emergency services, everything was fine. Agustina: What a scare you gave us. Luckily, Bruno noticed you were choking and since he can't swim, he told me and I pulled you out. Then I gave you first aid to reanimate you and luckily it worked.
She said, smiling relievedly, Ignacia also does so, but not because she was saved, rather because everything related to Paolo was a horrible nightmare and she hadn't been unfaithful to Axel with her boss. Meanwhile, Tomás continued overwhelmed and downtrodden, the ghost of Isidora bothered him more and more, to the point where he didn't want to enter his house and longed to be away for a week. Although he wanted to, taking refuge in his vehicle wasn't a viable option.
He got out of the car and walked to the entrance, stopping and observing the flowers in the garden. Among them stood out one in blue, it wasn't rare for that flower to be there, after all they were April's favorites, however at that moment he remembered Isidora also liked those flowers. Thinking about her again made him feel a lack. It was as if fate or God itself was determined to rub her face in his every now and then.
To make matters worse, when he tried to open the door, Bruno came out of it, and his eyes tortured him once more with the image of who was his neighbor in his youth. He couldn't take it anymore, that day was being one agony after another, but the hug from that boy made his discomfort evaporate for a few seconds. They stayed chatting in the garden, Tomás hiding his emotions and trying to be a good older brother asked Bruno about his life.
The young man, slightly restless, responded that he was feeling overwhelmed by the memory of his mother. Tomas fell silent upon hearing it, and everything came flooding back to him and Isidora, the worst part being that his brother had told him he found a letter from her, addressed to him. Tomas sighed and looked at Bruno's eyes, asking for forgiveness for having said they only had a neighborly relationship with Isidora, when in reality they were closer.
Bruno: But there was no romantic involvement between you two, right?
Tomas: No, but it's my fault that your mother fell so low. She never hid her love for me and I ignored it. I even gave her false hopes.
Sincerely and with tears welling up in his eyes.
Bruno: Forgive me, Tomas, but if you feel so guilty, why not help her? Not long ago, I spoke to her psychiatrist and she told me that Isidora never talks about her childhood or adolescence, omits everything related to you. She knows she did a lot of harm, but... But it's my mom, seeing her drugged and without the sparkle in her eyes destroys my soul.
The words of Bruno were like daggers piercing Tomas' heart, not only did he have to deal with finding the right moment for Agustina to confess her secret, but also helping Isidora. He wanted to tell his brother that he was going to help her, but silence reigned, which annoyed Bruno, who turned around and went into the house to get Agustina and tell her it was time to go home. The girl and April, who was chatting with her, noticed the anxiety and annoyance in the young man's tone.
After talking to his brother, Tomas went to his bedroom. Many things had happened that day, so he just wanted to go to bed and read a book quietly. An activity that helped him clear his mind, but it wasn't like that tonight, and it was because Isidora's name kept haunting him. It was as if she had cast a spell on him the day he met Bruno, since Since then, I couldn't stop seeing her and remembering the moments they lived. It would crumble to realize how blind he was to the love she had for him. He couldn't blame her now for being such a possessive and vile woman if he could have avoided her falling into that abyss in his youth. Bitterly sighing, he closes the book and leaves it on its shelf. Isidora blooms again before his eyes, along with the past, it was an afternoon where the sky was orange, the wind was scarce and the clouds weren't invited. It was his last day in that city, he would leave for the capital at first hour the next day, where everything would start from zero. Isidora came to see him under the pretext of helping with math. Tomás accepted and as usual, they went to their room. She approached him more than normal that day, in fact she remained hugged to Tomás's left arm, and her eyes recorded the image of that boy whose heart was racing for him. He felt uncomfortable with so much attention but didn't say anything. After explaining the material and giving examples, he asked her to solve some exercises, Isidora had everything ready in less than 5 minutes. Tomás knew she never needed his help because she was much smarter than him, nevertheless, due to innocence and not wanting to lose that closeness with her, he never said anything. Tomás congratulated her and knowing it was time to say goodbye, Isidora hugged him with force, as if she were a part of him.Will you wait for me, then?expressed with a broken voice, I don't know what you're referring to, but if it's about living together in the capital, of course. Remember that besides you, I only have Christian and Hugo as friends.He replied, embracing her with tenderness.But only with you I feel totally at ease, so I hope you'll be my roommateHe added and for the first time gave her a kiss on the cheek, something that made Isidora blush.I'm going to miss you, Isi, you were the only one who took the time to understand mesentenced with a smile. All that memory diffused, in front of the crystallized eyes of Tomás was April,Is something wrong, Tom?He interpellated her with his narrowed and lowered eyes.No, nothingcontestó, inexpresivo. The two of them went to bed and she rested her head on the chest of her husband, at the same time as she hugged him. April knew that her husband was troubled just like the night before and it hurt her that he didn't tell her what was bothering him, because it was as if he wasn't confiding in her.
April: Tommy, I know something is weighing you down and you don't want to tell me. I'm not going to force you to confess what's keeping you up at night. However, I want you to stop thinking about it for a few minutes and listen to me.
Tomás: I'm all ears.
He declared succinctly, looking at the ceiling. This attitude was starting to irritate the Milf and after making her teeth grind for a few seconds, she lifted her gaze to look at Tomás's face.
April: It's about your next special therapy session.
She manifested, hoping to catch her husband's attention.
Tomás: I'm not in the mood to talk about it, sorry. In fact, I don't even know if I want to continue.
April: What? Is that a joke? Just now when the next one is linked with Bruno?
Tomás: April, I'm not going to get involved with Agustina.
He affirmed, with his brow furrowed.
April: (Laughs) No, it's not Agustina.
Tomás: Ah, no? Then who?
He consulted, with his heart in his hands, wondering if he would say the name of Isidora. Even though on the list they were supposed to be only girls from 18 to 25 years old.
April: You should have said who, since there are your nieces.
Tomás: My nieces?
He exclaimed, perplexed and feeling a slight disappointment for not hearing the name of his ex-girlfriend.
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