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Compendium IIIIsabella and Emma only smiled when they saw Aisha taking me anxiously to her house, taking my hand indifferently as the rest of the mothers from Bastian's course saw us. It is very likely that they already intuit the nature of the club formed by the girls, since each week and on their respective days, they take me or leave with me in a similar way. However, they may understand my concerns that morning, given that practically it is a case study the story of the husband cuck who goes on a trip, then returns unexpectedly and surprises his wife in flagrante infidelity. And although Aisha was smiling, telling me that her husband had called the night before, confirming his arrival at the lake lodge, she lowered my pants without thinking too much as soon as we closed the door of her mansion, kneeling down and putting her hand under my boxers. For a few minutes, her gaze remained hypnotized by my swollen penis, delicately kissed the foreskin, and looked at me with her eyes, guarding the tip with her soft mouth while her sticky tongue played with my glans. Meanwhile, her small and dark hands started to masturbate me slowly until I reached my full erection and closed her lips tightly around my shaft, then starting to move her head with rapid and precise movements, devouring my penis slowly with greed, knowing that her husband was fishing at the time.
The pleasure I was experiencing was incredible. Aisha was so hot that barely were we in her house's reception and she was already eating my penis without thinking of anything or anyone.She was eating me with greed, because at times, she would lick the base of my trunk and suck my testicles anxiously, not letting go of her small and warm hands, causing shivers. But once again, she would put it in her mouth and suck it consciously, looking at me coquettishly as if I were a baby with her favorite pacifier.
We both groaned with pleasure: she, savoring what she hadn't tasted in weeks; I, for having an exotic married woman eating me anxiously. Simply, she wanted to make me cum. The rhythm of her head became much faster, while her hands slid towards my testicles, squeezing them softly as if they were tomatoes.
I couldn't take it anymore. I held her head, choking her in the meantime. It caused her to gag, feeling how I could rub against the tip of her throat, but she was thirsty and didn't stop sucking, devouring anxiously and faster what was so precious to her.
- Wait, Aisha! Wait! Ahhh! You're going to make me cum! - I begged, finally forgetting about her husband's jerk.
Her enthusiasm increased even more, feeding me with greater obstinacy. To top it off, she massaged and squeezed those enormous chocolate-colored breasts above her sports bra.
A medley of guttural noises responded to me, regardless of whether a radish would cut off my breathing. I felt my body tense up as I noticed the imminent orgasm emerging from her incessant suction, to the point where I had to assert myself and bury it in her throat until the base of her esophagus.- 'I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! Ahhh!' I managed to shout at her in Spanish.
And I suppose that, feeling my spasms on her lips, she hugged me tightly around the buttocks to ensure she didn't pull it out of her mouth, and diligently, in a mix of synchronized breathing and the sound of her throat, anxiously swallowing my ejaculation.
Slowly, my spasms subsided and her eyes looked at me coquettishly, not wanting to release my sticky penis from her lips for even a moment.
For a shorter span of 3 seconds, her mouth and tongue made a strange sucking sound, where I could see her mouth with semen on the tongue and in a blink, her tongue was immaculate and clean, having swallowed it all.
vI missed your flavor! - he said, licking my cock again to clean it.
I couldn't take it anymore. I had to take her to her bedroom.
Her round and captivating ebony ass was still climbing the stairs, in a move that I couldn't tell if it was accidental or not. The essence of her perfume became much more intense, making me heart-pumping.
Once we arrived at the marital bedroom, he closed the door and turned to look at me, with eyes burning with desire.vI've been thinking about you all night. –a professor gatuna, caressing my chest. – I need you inside me.And again, she knelt down to suck it with her lips and massage me expertly, feeling my longness fill the fullness of her mouth.
But just at the crucial moment, the soft knocking of wood on the door makes me pale...üMom? – a young and feminine voice consulted from the other side of the door. - Mom, can I come in?With my penis in her mouth and looking at me as surprised as I was at her, Aisha's maternal instincts conflicted with the hot woman residing within her at that moment.vYes, darling! You can come in! - he managed to say, with half his penis in her mouth.
Behind my back, Calliope appeared, half-dressed in a pajama. She was shocked to see her mother kneeling down, her brunette skin stained by sweat and my semen, while she held onto my swollen phallus.
He didn't take long to realize what was happening, transforming his confused face into a comprehending one.üOh! – she let out a sigh as she saw her mother in the act, gazing at us with greater attention. – I suppose it shouldn't surprise me, right? She was trying to look at us simultaneously, reddening her cheeks with embarrassment. However, it was still notable the moisture between her legs...
Still, she was making an effort not to ruin the atmosphere.üI want to say, you two have become so close lately that I... just... never believed... - her voice trailed off, partly because she was looking at my swollen appendage. Partly because she didn't know what else to say.
On the other hand, Calliope's mother looked at her between surprised and embarrassed. Literally, I had to pull my penis out of her mouth so she could respond like a normal person.
However, when I did, Calliope gave me a brief look of surprise noticing her total 'size'...vGood morning, sweetness! - Aisha greeted cordially, with her voice tremulous. - What can we help you with?
Calliope didn't know what to say, with her heart racing. It seemed like she almost wanted to shout at us, but couldn't find the exact words.
Instead, she walked over to the bed and sat down beside us, taking her mother's free hand.üCan I look? – she implored, with a low voice. – I promise not to tell Dad. As I say, that really wasn't what I expected in those moments. But still, we couldn't deny her request. So I got into bed, between them. I felt my penis trembling in anticipation as I noticed Calliope approaching, able to feel how her warm breathing caressed my skin.üPlease, Mom, show me how you do it! she implored.
Aisha let out a sigh, resuming her oral action. Meanwhile, Calliope was rhythmically stroking my thigh, keeping pace with the movements of her mother.
Calliope's gaze seemed magnetized to the incessant movement of her mother's head.üIt's... so big...- she confessed timidly, with a voice combining amazement and curiosity. - I've never seen one like that before...I don't know how you do it...
But in a gesture that strangely could be classified as maternal, Aisha sensed her daughter's growing fascination, so she decided to literally take the matter into her own hands.
Stopping briefly and wiping away the mixture of saliva and pre-seminal fluid staining her lips with her fingers, she took her daughter's hand and placed it on my penis.vCalliope, precious! – He said in a seductive voice due to the heat. – I think it's time you learn a little about how something this big works. And I don't know if it was the contrast of the morbidness, the impression or the touch of my daughter's cool hand, but Aisha guided her daughter's hand, encouraging her to squeeze me. Mother and daughter looked at each other in surprise, then saw my ardent erection.üMom, she's so hot! – she confessed proudly, grabbing the rhythm her mother had been leading moments before. - Am I doing it like this?
My hips were swaying involuntarily, trying to contain myself as best I could.
- Yes! Keep going! – I begged, closing my eyes and enjoying the pleasure. - It feels so good!
But it was then that Aisha noticed the growing mix of desire and curiosity flowing through her daughter. Approaching from behind her, pressing her voluptuous body against Calliope's back, guiding her hand as we massaged each other's penis together, she whispered in her ear:vDo you know? – he confessed in an exquisite tone. –You could have this... if you want it.
I felt the shiver of his body as I listened to the suggestion. Apparently, he didn't realize how much he wanted it until those moments.
The idea of being with me, enjoying what his mother was enjoying for a couple of months, seemed very attractive to him.
Without losing the rhythm of my hand, he hesitated for brief seconds before giving his response.üI'd like it... - she whispered, her voice barely audible.
And simply, the excitement overpowered me, moving my hips upward, deeply finding Calliope's grasp. I moaned again, with an overwhelming sensation. With a final thrust, I came, splashing both mother and daughter with my hot seed.
The three of us remained there, with our breathing interrupted, as the women watched how my semen dripped onto my belly.
Without even hesitating for a second, Aisha grabbed my cock and, like a cat, drank my cum and gave a deep lick to my penis.
Calliope was stunned at seeing her mother swallow 3/4 of my penis with relative ease.
But in another moment that I could categorize as tenderness, Aisha took her daughter's hand and brought it closer to herself.vYou did it very well, little girl! – she congratulated her proudly. – You did it very well... And partly moved by the scene and because Calliope seemed much happier, I also motivated her positively: Creo that you have a natural talent for this, Calliope... Or maybe, lots of practice... I thought to myself. But there was no doubt that her shy smile was genuine, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm and excitement. It was then that, while looking at her mother and me, she asked:üCan I... can I do it with you? – she asked hesitantly. – I mean... wouldn't you like to teach me... something more?
And although her eyes were full of hope and desire, the truth is that now I think she wanted something more, by how that morning was unfolding...
However, Aisha had mixed up her role as a mother with that of a slut.vOf course, Calliope! - the mother replied, grasping her hand and placing it on her plump breast. - I would be honored to teach you everything I know! Mother and daughter gazed at each other, captivated by the penis that still appreciated thick and firm between them.
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