Hello... well I'm still telling from when I was a girl everything that happened to me in Chaco sexually and now I'm already older... Now I'm 32 years old and I'm telling my personal life to the 25-year-olds... I hope they read all my previous stories so they can understand everything that was happening to me. I was married for about 3 or 4 months, pregnant with a baby and living with my 56-year-old husband and his 21 almost 22-year-old daughter... I was 25 years old and didn't dare introduce my mom to my husband... it's more... she doesn't know I got married. I already lived definitively at home with my husband... a good guy... slightly bald and a little shorter than me, but that's all... Pregnant and always thinking and believing that this baby was my husband's... although I knew it could be my brother's or the gentleman's son who is deformed from the nights we spent together or some boys I had sex with at that party and a kid I think was with me... there were like 8 possible fathers with whom I was that month when I got pregnant... but I only thought it should be my husband's... although I was afraid it would come out deformed like that dude who was with me or because of problems being my brother's son...
With my brother we would always write to each other and started seeing each other... he insisted and besides I liked looking at him... so while my husband worked at the bank and my friend or stepdaughter worked... I'd leave and my brother would wait for me on the corner on his new motorcycle... and it was weird but we'd go to the hotel that was about an hour away... it was weird but nice... it was once a week or sometimes every 15 days... I loved that day, it was different.. my brother knew how to make me feel good... besides he'd talk to the baby and always tell me he was sure he was the dad and honestly... I felt like if... that he was his son... more than being with several men that month... I felt like he was mine... My brother lived with his wife and small child.. We'd go on the motorcycle to the hotel and straight to kissing each other... and we'd take off our clothes... and he'd always tell me how much he loved getting me pregnant... more than when he got his wife pregnant.. I'd get hard and start slow, playing with my pussy and then he'd grab me harder by my ass... it was very nice the way he made me feel in those moments. He'd make me shiver like he was penetrating me so nicely... after that I'd take control and give him my tits because I loved being taken while he squeezed my tits and sucked them all... It was very tasty sex, just like when we were kids with him.. I always loved the way he made me feel. And I think now at 25 years old I enjoyed it more... I always wanted not to be his sister... I wanted to be his wife and give him many children and much love... and once I told him that... and he said that's how life was meant to be... that I could give him many kids. And that the other one would leave with us, far from everyone, and we'd make a life together... but I knew he wouldn't leave his son for anything.
My brother would leave me tired... apart from being with the one I enjoyed having sex with most... he had sex with me since I was little... I always enjoyed it every time we did it... and now I took good care of myself when we got pregnant and treated me so well.
After the hotel and 2 hours of sex... he would take me two blocks from home and I'd walk back by myself due to doubts... although it was hard for someone to discover us. First because he's my brother and it's difficult for someone to suspect... and then because we did it when my husband worked and his daughter too. So I was alone in the morning...
These photos my brother took of me, but it was at my house. It was like one day he wanted to see me, but I didn't feel like going out. We fought over messages all morning and nothing... I didn't want to go out, I was fresh, and I didn't feel like it... that night my husband took his pill and made love to me... very nice too. Although I started seeing him old already... and obviously he had turned 57 and I didn't want to get with the light on with him... so we did it in the dark but he was very good with his pill... could keep me for about three hours, I think, and even fell asleep in spoon position with his cock still inside my pussy. It was incredible that pill... sometimes I'd wake up to his snores and his cock would still be there in mine... and when he left, I'd provoke him a bit and he'd come back in and we'd keep sleeping. That morning... my husband came to me dressed already to leave and started kissing me on the bed like every morning and must have had some of the pill's effects from the night before... and I was always asleep without any clothes on... first he kissed my belly, then my breasts, and got excited and undressed himself, opened his legs, and took me before leaving. Let him finish it all up... poor guy was really tired... and left. A little later, my brother started writing to find out where I was and if we could go to the hotel... and honestly, I had just come from a night of sex and was sleepy and didn't want to... and we kept fighting until I told him to come walking and invited him over for a bit... and he came. I fell asleep and felt the doorbell... went out naked with the sheet on and it was him... opened it and saw me like that and liked it... wasn't letting me close the door, he was kissing me all over... He was desperate and kept saying if his wife didn't lend herself to him and said he preferred me... took him to bed... and I went to the bathroom to clean my pussy which still had my husband's semen in it... and went out again naked, more kisses, and my brother wasn't taking a pill, haha... a curved cock. Beautiful always. I'd call him a little cock and then he'd put it in me for about an hour, just like he liked to do my ass... my husband never went to my ass. He always used the word: pussy. To me personally, I prefer using the word: pussy but the way my brother does it on my ass is like it's warming me up... we were screwing for about 3 hours... I think I came through the ass and then when I got on top too. Although now I don't feel as much as before when guys always felt like I had hot semen inside and now almost didn't feel that. Then he took some pictures of me... he told me it was for when he bathed alone.. mmm... it's always been like this..
It was beautiful sex at home with him... and we started like that... we would write each other and once a week he would come to my house and I'd do it on my bed... obviously, after that I'd wash everything... I was still scared someone might discover us... and if they did... until something happened... I told him it was better not to come to the house because my husband was suspicious of something because he was asking me weird questions... I don't know if some neighbor had said something to him. So I told my brother not to come over anymore... One day we made up and decided to see each other again... I walked 2 blocks and got on the motorcycle... we went to the hotel... we did it, I think that was one of the best times... he caught me so well... at the end we took a bath together and he kept holding me until we fell asleep... he'd say I should get used to having his sister pregnant... and well... I was having fun. Before leaving the hotel, already dressed, he asked for a blow job and I sat down and started sucking his balls... his cock... and I sucked him pretty good even though we were in a hurry to leave the room... but I managed to make him cum... I took his semen and we left... when we got out of the hotel, before leaving the street on the motorcycle... the worst part happened... my husband was waiting in the car just at the entrance... I didn't see him... but when we did 2 blocks, he honked from behind and I turned around and it was my husband.. we stopped and I got off and told him to leave... I got back on the motorcycle and the guy was crying asking for explanations... and I said it wasn't a big deal... that it's my brother and we went there to talk quietly. He didn't believe me or my brother either. We stayed like 2 hours. I started apologizing... and I didn't know what to do... the guy calmed down and we went home.... I wonder who the baby is and I told him it was his... that he shouldn't suspect anything... in the house, we were in the room... he was sitting there turning over the topic... giving explanations... and he told me he wanted to take an dna test. And there I got angry. That I shouldn't have suspected. That it was his son... but everything was wrong... I saw him sitting there. And I kissed the old man out of pity... we kissed. And we started kissing more... and I undid his pants. And I started searching for his cock and started sucking it and he liked it and got hard... I sucked it until it ended in my mouth.. he was holding my head wanting me to swallow his cock.. and when he was about to cum... he pushed his cock deep into my throat, so I couldn't even breathe and then the semen went down my throat... after that I kept sucking until his cock softened... I thought this would mean something... but nothing was right... that afternoon neither of us spoke... at night either... I hugged him and petted his cock but the old man's cock wasn't hard anymore... he told me to take a pill so we could do it again... and worse... then he said to call my lover to get together.. and we started arguing... in the morning he went to work... his daughter, who was also my friend, saw that something was wrong. But didn't ask anything... That morning I got messages from my husband saying let's take the dna test again... I knew it wasn't his son... there were 8 or 9 possible fathers that month.. I told him no... he insisted it was his son... and then said we should separate then... and angry, I told him okay... but his son shouldn't lack anything... At night we didn't speak... and the old man came in... felt like he took a pill... came over... started kissing me and I almost didn't care... until he relaxed and caught me... went upstairs... caught me and had nice orgasms. After that, he put me on top and kept catching me and asking about my lover... I didn't respond to anything. He left me alone and after thinking, I thought everything would be okay... but the next day he told me... Rent a department for myself alone... but didn't want me to stay at his house anymore... he told me that his son wouldn't lack anything. But I didn't want to be there without doing the DNA test. That night, we didn't talk about anything... he caught me again... I was just lying on my side... he penetrated me and held me until I finished and then again a little later... and by message the next day he passed along the address... and told me to leave. I packed my things. I told his daughter and my friend that things weren't going well... I knew it was all my fault... so I just told him that his dad rented an apartment for me... I went at the hour he said to that address... there were several apartments... here was a woman waiting for me and showed me the apartment and left the keys... it was nice... it was on the ground floor without stairs... had a small but lovely patio with plants. And I told my husband that I was already in the apartment. I told my brother by message everything and he wanted to come see me... but no... I told him not to. The weirdest thing... the old man came at almost night... knocked... let him pass... asked if he needed anything... said there was nothing... told him to write or call anytime he needed something... and told me he loved me but couldn't forgive what I did... and I told him I understood... called and ordered a pizza and we kept talking. At the end, I didn't understand... because after the pizza... he started kissing me and telling me he loved me... started sucking my breasts and made me warm up... and we went to bed and after taking the pill he caught me again... held me nicely and before cum he put his cock in my mouth and then inserted it all the way into my throat until I finished there... then he left... And something like that started. He came every night to eat with me and sometimes during the day or every 2 or 3 days we had sex... ... my brother insisted so much that he started coming some mornings during the week... was working on plumbing jobs and bought an old car. But good... and came by to see me and we always ended up in bed having sex... so my life was sexually with 2 men. Sometimes they would touch me on the same day both of them and sometimes not.
My sister-in-law and I's daughter would sometimes come to visit, chat, and drink mate with me. She'd take pictures of me too. She'd rub my belly and if... her little brother was somehow in mine.
Another one who would write to me sometimes and had told me something was the old man who had a deformed son, and he forgot to tell me before his son had died... if I did it a couple of months ago he had told me... and so on. The last time I was at his house was just when I got pregnant... and that time I had sex with the old man and the deformed dude and more than that, his cock would get really hard and I'd end up having a lot... I noticed it was worse than other times... I only had sex because the father paid me very well... and then he always used to write to me... and offer me money to come visit him... until one fine day I accepted... as my husband came almost every day to visit me... I told him I'd go home to my mom's house for a weekend, but I took a taxi... it was a terrible hour-long trip... and went to visit the old man... he always gave me good money... I felt sorry for that poor man since I met him years ago and always had sex with him and his son for money... and now without his son... the dude always had problems since birth, never spoke and had deformities in all his bones... received many operations and treatments. And it was getting worse... his father found me years ago so that his son could have his first time... and it was with me and I always did it to him... once I lived with them as I told before... and had sex every day with the dude... months ago was the last time I had sex with that dude who didn't move at all... his cock would get hard when I touched it and if I had sex with him, he'd end up having a lot of semen always... and so on until maybe the old man or his dead son could be the father of my baby also... I never liked it... nor looked at the dude... only got his cock inside me and had sex with him until I ended up and obviously I had orgasms... So one fine day we were alone with the old man in his house. He was thrilled to have sex with me while I was pregnant... and he doesn't know that both his dead son and he could be the father of my baby because after being with them that month, I got pregnant. This old man. It was good catching... I was very expert at putting my fingers in me and the way of touching me... so we spent 2 days full sex... I think he had like 60 or something... and then he proposed living with him.. I told him my boyfriend had left me and I lived alone... I made up something... and he said it was to avoid paying rent... if we knew each other for years and could live together.. I told him I'd think about it.. not a bad idea to consider but for now I'm making the most of having a paid apartment and living alone and quietly. Here I would come home to the old man's place to spend some days each month... we had sex... no worries, my belly thought so... but the good thing is that that man gave me quite a bit of money... my brother sometimes came over every day, he'd pass by since he got his car and almost all the times also sex... and my husband 2 or 3 times a week and sometimes on weekends too. Although he kicked me out of his house but kept coming to the apartment... almost always just came to have me give him a blow job.
I used to take advantage of the times I got bored and would take pictures. I had a very active sex life since I was little. Sex never lacked for me. It's like men go around wanting to screw anyone...
This photo was another one I forgot before my brother had taken it from me. I don't have many left... I think I only had 2 or 3 months of pregnancy. When my brother has always assured me that the baby is his.
I don't know what's going on... to me it would give me the creeps or would have given me the creeps... but in this era... my husband told me that when the baby is born he'll leave without a climax... I understood from my husband that he'd take my nipples for himself... my brother also told me that when I get older he's going to take them all... and the other old man too said he'd pay whatever it takes if I let him take my nipple from my breasts... Everyone wanted to suck my breasts... to me it doesn't matter if they want to suck my breasts... but I think if I were a guy, that would give me the creeps... taking the baby's nipple.
My stomach was still growing, and I would go to the gynecologist's office with my friend, who is my husband's daughter, every time. One day, I felt embarrassed but asked the doctor how long I could have relationships... He told me there was no problem as long as I did it with caution and care... After that, my friend asked if I was still having sex with her father, and I said yes, yes, yes... all three of them - my husband, my brother, and the old man who pays for me. My brother seemed to get too excited sometimes and would grab me hard at times... He even promised to make me a woman if it was a boy or vice versa, which was better than having siblings so close in age. And yes, I read that in several places, so I would laugh and tell him to wait until the first one is born... I always had some fear of losing the pregnancy at five months, just like I lost the previous one, which I think was my father's. Although this one has passed the five-month mark, and apart from feeling secure because I go to check-ups and ultrasounds... And yes, I'm sure that after it's born, I'll get pregnant again quickly... It would be best to have children close together, not too far apart... but we'll see about that later... for now, I was enjoying myself and was happy... I was calm and having sex with three men, none of whom gave me any trouble. My brother knew well that I was still having sex with my husband and didn't say anything... Even once, my husband, the old man, wouldn't come to visit that night and told my brother to take advantage of it when they brought food... The old man changed his mind and showed up at the apartment... He sent a message to my brother just as he was arriving... I think they crossed paths outside... My brother stayed outside in the car... I ate pizza with my husband, we went to bed, had sex... We did it for about two hours, then the old man left... I was lying naked on the bed, and my brother came in. I had seen my husband leave... and he came into the room and I was lying down.. with my legs slightly open and touching myself... because I had left wanting it... and my brother entered really hot. He asked if I had screwed the old man and I told him yes. And he took off his clothes and said come on... and he came and penetrated me right there, just putting his cock in the semen that the old man left... to my brother it seemed like he liked that I have sex with others... he never said anything to me. And if he found out something he would want to screw me right there.
So that's how they would catch me... as long as they didn't hurt me, I had no problem... only that I avoided going up there because of fear.
But I could have sex every day, and 2 or 3 times a day, total no effort... I would stay below or put myself on my side...
And accustomed to sleeping like this afterwards... without clothes is always the best... and more comfortable... besides, having sex was complicated when I was pregnant, taking off my clothes...
With my brother we would always write to each other and started seeing each other... he insisted and besides I liked looking at him... so while my husband worked at the bank and my friend or stepdaughter worked... I'd leave and my brother would wait for me on the corner on his new motorcycle... and it was weird but we'd go to the hotel that was about an hour away... it was weird but nice... it was once a week or sometimes every 15 days... I loved that day, it was different.. my brother knew how to make me feel good... besides he'd talk to the baby and always tell me he was sure he was the dad and honestly... I felt like if... that he was his son... more than being with several men that month... I felt like he was mine... My brother lived with his wife and small child.. We'd go on the motorcycle to the hotel and straight to kissing each other... and we'd take off our clothes... and he'd always tell me how much he loved getting me pregnant... more than when he got his wife pregnant.. I'd get hard and start slow, playing with my pussy and then he'd grab me harder by my ass... it was very nice the way he made me feel in those moments. He'd make me shiver like he was penetrating me so nicely... after that I'd take control and give him my tits because I loved being taken while he squeezed my tits and sucked them all... It was very tasty sex, just like when we were kids with him.. I always loved the way he made me feel. And I think now at 25 years old I enjoyed it more... I always wanted not to be his sister... I wanted to be his wife and give him many children and much love... and once I told him that... and he said that's how life was meant to be... that I could give him many kids. And that the other one would leave with us, far from everyone, and we'd make a life together... but I knew he wouldn't leave his son for anything.My brother would leave me tired... apart from being with the one I enjoyed having sex with most... he had sex with me since I was little... I always enjoyed it every time we did it... and now I took good care of myself when we got pregnant and treated me so well.After the hotel and 2 hours of sex... he would take me two blocks from home and I'd walk back by myself due to doubts... although it was hard for someone to discover us. First because he's my brother and it's difficult for someone to suspect... and then because we did it when my husband worked and his daughter too. So I was alone in the morning...These photos my brother took of me, but it was at my house. It was like one day he wanted to see me, but I didn't feel like going out. We fought over messages all morning and nothing... I didn't want to go out, I was fresh, and I didn't feel like it... that night my husband took his pill and made love to me... very nice too. Although I started seeing him old already... and obviously he had turned 57 and I didn't want to get with the light on with him... so we did it in the dark but he was very good with his pill... could keep me for about three hours, I think, and even fell asleep in spoon position with his cock still inside my pussy. It was incredible that pill... sometimes I'd wake up to his snores and his cock would still be there in mine... and when he left, I'd provoke him a bit and he'd come back in and we'd keep sleeping. That morning... my husband came to me dressed already to leave and started kissing me on the bed like every morning and must have had some of the pill's effects from the night before... and I was always asleep without any clothes on... first he kissed my belly, then my breasts, and got excited and undressed himself, opened his legs, and took me before leaving. Let him finish it all up... poor guy was really tired... and left. A little later, my brother started writing to find out where I was and if we could go to the hotel... and honestly, I had just come from a night of sex and was sleepy and didn't want to... and we kept fighting until I told him to come walking and invited him over for a bit... and he came. I fell asleep and felt the doorbell... went out naked with the sheet on and it was him... opened it and saw me like that and liked it... wasn't letting me close the door, he was kissing me all over... He was desperate and kept saying if his wife didn't lend herself to him and said he preferred me... took him to bed... and I went to the bathroom to clean my pussy which still had my husband's semen in it... and went out again naked, more kisses, and my brother wasn't taking a pill, haha... a curved cock. Beautiful always. I'd call him a little cock and then he'd put it in me for about an hour, just like he liked to do my ass... my husband never went to my ass. He always used the word: pussy. To me personally, I prefer using the word: pussy but the way my brother does it on my ass is like it's warming me up... we were screwing for about 3 hours... I think I came through the ass and then when I got on top too. Although now I don't feel as much as before when guys always felt like I had hot semen inside and now almost didn't feel that. Then he took some pictures of me... he told me it was for when he bathed alone.. mmm... it's always been like this..It was beautiful sex at home with him... and we started like that... we would write each other and once a week he would come to my house and I'd do it on my bed... obviously, after that I'd wash everything... I was still scared someone might discover us... and if they did... until something happened... I told him it was better not to come to the house because my husband was suspicious of something because he was asking me weird questions... I don't know if some neighbor had said something to him. So I told my brother not to come over anymore... One day we made up and decided to see each other again... I walked 2 blocks and got on the motorcycle... we went to the hotel... we did it, I think that was one of the best times... he caught me so well... at the end we took a bath together and he kept holding me until we fell asleep... he'd say I should get used to having his sister pregnant... and well... I was having fun. Before leaving the hotel, already dressed, he asked for a blow job and I sat down and started sucking his balls... his cock... and I sucked him pretty good even though we were in a hurry to leave the room... but I managed to make him cum... I took his semen and we left... when we got out of the hotel, before leaving the street on the motorcycle... the worst part happened... my husband was waiting in the car just at the entrance... I didn't see him... but when we did 2 blocks, he honked from behind and I turned around and it was my husband.. we stopped and I got off and told him to leave... I got back on the motorcycle and the guy was crying asking for explanations... and I said it wasn't a big deal... that it's my brother and we went there to talk quietly. He didn't believe me or my brother either. We stayed like 2 hours. I started apologizing... and I didn't know what to do... the guy calmed down and we went home.... I wonder who the baby is and I told him it was his... that he shouldn't suspect anything... in the house, we were in the room... he was sitting there turning over the topic... giving explanations... and he told me he wanted to take an dna test. And there I got angry. That I shouldn't have suspected. That it was his son... but everything was wrong... I saw him sitting there. And I kissed the old man out of pity... we kissed. And we started kissing more... and I undid his pants. And I started searching for his cock and started sucking it and he liked it and got hard... I sucked it until it ended in my mouth.. he was holding my head wanting me to swallow his cock.. and when he was about to cum... he pushed his cock deep into my throat, so I couldn't even breathe and then the semen went down my throat... after that I kept sucking until his cock softened... I thought this would mean something... but nothing was right... that afternoon neither of us spoke... at night either... I hugged him and petted his cock but the old man's cock wasn't hard anymore... he told me to take a pill so we could do it again... and worse... then he said to call my lover to get together.. and we started arguing... in the morning he went to work... his daughter, who was also my friend, saw that something was wrong. But didn't ask anything... That morning I got messages from my husband saying let's take the dna test again... I knew it wasn't his son... there were 8 or 9 possible fathers that month.. I told him no... he insisted it was his son... and then said we should separate then... and angry, I told him okay... but his son shouldn't lack anything... At night we didn't speak... and the old man came in... felt like he took a pill... came over... started kissing me and I almost didn't care... until he relaxed and caught me... went upstairs... caught me and had nice orgasms. After that, he put me on top and kept catching me and asking about my lover... I didn't respond to anything. He left me alone and after thinking, I thought everything would be okay... but the next day he told me... Rent a department for myself alone... but didn't want me to stay at his house anymore... he told me that his son wouldn't lack anything. But I didn't want to be there without doing the DNA test. That night, we didn't talk about anything... he caught me again... I was just lying on my side... he penetrated me and held me until I finished and then again a little later... and by message the next day he passed along the address... and told me to leave. I packed my things. I told his daughter and my friend that things weren't going well... I knew it was all my fault... so I just told him that his dad rented an apartment for me... I went at the hour he said to that address... there were several apartments... here was a woman waiting for me and showed me the apartment and left the keys... it was nice... it was on the ground floor without stairs... had a small but lovely patio with plants. And I told my husband that I was already in the apartment. I told my brother by message everything and he wanted to come see me... but no... I told him not to. The weirdest thing... the old man came at almost night... knocked... let him pass... asked if he needed anything... said there was nothing... told him to write or call anytime he needed something... and told me he loved me but couldn't forgive what I did... and I told him I understood... called and ordered a pizza and we kept talking. At the end, I didn't understand... because after the pizza... he started kissing me and telling me he loved me... started sucking my breasts and made me warm up... and we went to bed and after taking the pill he caught me again... held me nicely and before cum he put his cock in my mouth and then inserted it all the way into my throat until I finished there... then he left... And something like that started. He came every night to eat with me and sometimes during the day or every 2 or 3 days we had sex... ... my brother insisted so much that he started coming some mornings during the week... was working on plumbing jobs and bought an old car. But good... and came by to see me and we always ended up in bed having sex... so my life was sexually with 2 men. Sometimes they would touch me on the same day both of them and sometimes not.My sister-in-law and I's daughter would sometimes come to visit, chat, and drink mate with me. She'd take pictures of me too. She'd rub my belly and if... her little brother was somehow in mine.Another one who would write to me sometimes and had told me something was the old man who had a deformed son, and he forgot to tell me before his son had died... if I did it a couple of months ago he had told me... and so on. The last time I was at his house was just when I got pregnant... and that time I had sex with the old man and the deformed dude and more than that, his cock would get really hard and I'd end up having a lot... I noticed it was worse than other times... I only had sex because the father paid me very well... and then he always used to write to me... and offer me money to come visit him... until one fine day I accepted... as my husband came almost every day to visit me... I told him I'd go home to my mom's house for a weekend, but I took a taxi... it was a terrible hour-long trip... and went to visit the old man... he always gave me good money... I felt sorry for that poor man since I met him years ago and always had sex with him and his son for money... and now without his son... the dude always had problems since birth, never spoke and had deformities in all his bones... received many operations and treatments. And it was getting worse... his father found me years ago so that his son could have his first time... and it was with me and I always did it to him... once I lived with them as I told before... and had sex every day with the dude... months ago was the last time I had sex with that dude who didn't move at all... his cock would get hard when I touched it and if I had sex with him, he'd end up having a lot of semen always... and so on until maybe the old man or his dead son could be the father of my baby also... I never liked it... nor looked at the dude... only got his cock inside me and had sex with him until I ended up and obviously I had orgasms... So one fine day we were alone with the old man in his house. He was thrilled to have sex with me while I was pregnant... and he doesn't know that both his dead son and he could be the father of my baby because after being with them that month, I got pregnant. This old man. It was good catching... I was very expert at putting my fingers in me and the way of touching me... so we spent 2 days full sex... I think he had like 60 or something... and then he proposed living with him.. I told him my boyfriend had left me and I lived alone... I made up something... and he said it was to avoid paying rent... if we knew each other for years and could live together.. I told him I'd think about it.. not a bad idea to consider but for now I'm making the most of having a paid apartment and living alone and quietly. Here I would come home to the old man's place to spend some days each month... we had sex... no worries, my belly thought so... but the good thing is that that man gave me quite a bit of money... my brother sometimes came over every day, he'd pass by since he got his car and almost all the times also sex... and my husband 2 or 3 times a week and sometimes on weekends too. Although he kicked me out of his house but kept coming to the apartment... almost always just came to have me give him a blow job.I used to take advantage of the times I got bored and would take pictures. I had a very active sex life since I was little. Sex never lacked for me. It's like men go around wanting to screw anyone...This photo was another one I forgot before my brother had taken it from me. I don't have many left... I think I only had 2 or 3 months of pregnancy. When my brother has always assured me that the baby is his.I don't know what's going on... to me it would give me the creeps or would have given me the creeps... but in this era... my husband told me that when the baby is born he'll leave without a climax... I understood from my husband that he'd take my nipples for himself... my brother also told me that when I get older he's going to take them all... and the other old man too said he'd pay whatever it takes if I let him take my nipple from my breasts... Everyone wanted to suck my breasts... to me it doesn't matter if they want to suck my breasts... but I think if I were a guy, that would give me the creeps... taking the baby's nipple.My stomach was still growing, and I would go to the gynecologist's office with my friend, who is my husband's daughter, every time. One day, I felt embarrassed but asked the doctor how long I could have relationships... He told me there was no problem as long as I did it with caution and care... After that, my friend asked if I was still having sex with her father, and I said yes, yes, yes... all three of them - my husband, my brother, and the old man who pays for me. My brother seemed to get too excited sometimes and would grab me hard at times... He even promised to make me a woman if it was a boy or vice versa, which was better than having siblings so close in age. And yes, I read that in several places, so I would laugh and tell him to wait until the first one is born... I always had some fear of losing the pregnancy at five months, just like I lost the previous one, which I think was my father's. Although this one has passed the five-month mark, and apart from feeling secure because I go to check-ups and ultrasounds... And yes, I'm sure that after it's born, I'll get pregnant again quickly... It would be best to have children close together, not too far apart... but we'll see about that later... for now, I was enjoying myself and was happy... I was calm and having sex with three men, none of whom gave me any trouble. My brother knew well that I was still having sex with my husband and didn't say anything... Even once, my husband, the old man, wouldn't come to visit that night and told my brother to take advantage of it when they brought food... The old man changed his mind and showed up at the apartment... He sent a message to my brother just as he was arriving... I think they crossed paths outside... My brother stayed outside in the car... I ate pizza with my husband, we went to bed, had sex... We did it for about two hours, then the old man left... I was lying naked on the bed, and my brother came in. I had seen my husband leave... and he came into the room and I was lying down.. with my legs slightly open and touching myself... because I had left wanting it... and my brother entered really hot. He asked if I had screwed the old man and I told him yes. And he took off his clothes and said come on... and he came and penetrated me right there, just putting his cock in the semen that the old man left... to my brother it seemed like he liked that I have sex with others... he never said anything to me. And if he found out something he would want to screw me right there.So that's how they would catch me... as long as they didn't hurt me, I had no problem... only that I avoided going up there because of fear.But I could have sex every day, and 2 or 3 times a day, total no effort... I would stay below or put myself on my side...And accustomed to sleeping like this afterwards... without clothes is always the best... and more comfortable... besides, having sex was complicated when I was pregnant, taking off my clothes...
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