Hello friends! Let's keep telling the stories that are happening around the kids from the kiosk, as there is also much to tell about the bricklayers of the paddle and the same teacher. At this moment, Pato has three open fronts of sexual games that are driving me crazy.
We were at home, it was Friday, around 24 hours, the boys had gone out to parties and wouldn't come back until later, if they didn't stay at a friend's house.
We decided to watch a series on Netflix, quite explicit, the idea was to warm up, but we ended up warming up too much. Jajaja, we were kissing and touching each other while watching the series, everything very calm, but both of us were already flying high.
I got up to prepare a fernet, and I realized there was no Coke Zero. A bummer! But it occurred to me that maybe Pato could go buy something at the kiosk, or better yet, I could accompany her...
That's how I suggested to Pato that she go to the kiosk, half-jokingly and a little more seriously.
Andres: - Love, what do you think if you go buy some snacks from your friend? Or maybe we can go together. I said with playfulness.
Pato: - What do you think love? Look, I'm very hot, I haven't gone back to the kiosk since that night. She said.
Andres: - Come on, let's go, I'll accompany you, around there, we can feed our mice, and then come back and have a good fuck. I suggested as an alternative for getting really hot.
Pato: - Okay, let's go, but don't regret it, let me put something on to warm up my new little friend.
Something like that happened, a well-loosened top. Then she went to change. What yummy was, a suggestive cleavage, since her tits had been liked so much the other day.
We left home and headed towards the kiosk. Mice were flying, they were curious about what these boys would think if I accompanied Pato. Only hoped that JC, the boy I've known for a long time, wasn't there.
Already on our way, it occurred to me that maybe I shouldn't go with her, but rather see her from afar and be a silent witness to the moment. So I separated a bit, let her walk alone, and stayed at a prudent distance, close enough to hear or see without being seen.
Pato approaches the kiosk window, sees Ale opening the door, not alone. She's with another dude, one of the kiosk owners.
Ale smiles with mischief and complicity when he sees her. Without losing time, Ale comments:
-Ale: - I didn't think you'd come back so soon, and especially not alone again?
The other boy didn't understand much, but after those words, he smiled, perhaps having realized that this beautiful woman with a suggestive cleavage is the same one who had told him she sucked his cock a few days ago.
Pato smiles, knowing her husband is nearby, and responds with a playful tone:
-Pato: - And who said I'm alone?
This leaves the boys intrigued, but also increases the intensity of the moment, since now they know that my husband, or rather me, might be nearby.
However, instead of stopping, one of the boys shoots her a direct look and asks:
-Ale: - So you really came just for the Coke? Or is there something we don't know?
Pato responds with a soft laugh and an evasive gesture, creating a tense atmosphere that's increasing. The boys start playing with words while she coquets without reserve, aware that I'm probably nearby. observing everything and enjoying the humiliation of my own role as a spectator. She was trying to show more of her breasts, discreetly, by bending down, touching a chocolate, a package of small tits, all in an effort to let people see her large breasts.
They were making comments like, a good piece of chocolate would do you well. Or if you want, there are more small tits, I could throw the rubber away. And things like that from guys who are into each other. Pato noticed that sometimes they would grab each other's pants but still stay behind the counter.
In an unexpected turn for us, one of the boys discreetly heads towards the door and comments in a low voice, but loud enough for me to hear:
Rodri: -Look, there it is... I thought you had dared to come alone.
We were discovered, far from getting nervous Pato smiles and responds loudly, as if the response was for the boys but knowing that I'm listening:
Pato: -Maybe he needs to see how a real woman behaves with real men.
This phrase increases everyone's heat and my humiliation, still hidden but unable to move away from the place.
Finally, Pato goes deeper into the store with the boys, who invite her to pass to the back room, just like last time, with suggestive comments.
As I see them disappear from view, I approach the window, cautiously, and listen to them laughing and making comments like we're glad you came tonight, and I thought I was going to have to go to bed with this heat, or she saying there are boys so cute, I'd love to eat them, but we don't have much time, and the cockhold is waiting for me outside.
I can't stand the idea of not being able to see what's happening. Neither do I want to limit myself to listening; it's torture for my member. I want to get away, but I can't. Just then, I see a car parking. It must be coming to buy something. Discreetly, I pretend to be looking at something to buy in the kiosk and position myself elsewhere to see what happens.
While I'm hiding somewhat but close to the kiosk, trying to figure out what's happening, a man of around 55 years old approaches the kiosk and rings the bell. Also, I'm nervous and excited, but I can't even move away from the scene, I want to know what's happening. Inside the room, Pato is standing in the middle of the two guys, one is kissing her and touching her breasts, the other is pushing his hard cock into her ass from behind. She's not wasting time rubbing herself against the boys' pants.
Both decide to lower their pants a bit to make it easier for Pato. She touches their hard nipples.
The new guy's girlfriend, Rodri, is bigger, more venous, and fatter. Just like she likes it. When they're about to get down on their knees to suck him off, they hear the kiosk's bell ringing.
Rodri: - The sure husband is a fool. What are we going to do?
Ale: - I don't know, culia, we don't want any trouble, you wanted to be here.
Pato: - Calm down, guys, because no one pays attention who it is? Or are we the only clients in the neighborhood?
Ale adjusts her pants a bit and sees someone coming out of the room, putting on his belt, thinking, 'What a slut's kid, a little less shame!'
Ale turns to Pato when she sees it's not her husband and says:
Ale: - There's someone who isn't your husband... Do you dare stay calm? We'll take care of him quickly. Please don't get nervous.
Pato smiles mischievously and decides to stay in the room, straightening up but still looking a bit naughty, while Rodri prepares to attend to the client.
From my hiding spot, I watch as the client enters the kiosk and approaches the counter. One of them comes out of the room and attends to him, although not without casting some sly glances towards where Pato is. Between games of eye contact, Rodri keeps the client distracted, while I feel the weight of humiliation and morbid curiosity for not being able to see what Pato is doing in the room, alone and unsupervised.
The client leaves without suspecting what he just interrupted, and as soon as he's gone, the other guy goes back into the room where Pato is, saying in a joking tone:
Rodri: - It seemed like he didn't want to leave... He made us wait....
Pato laughs softly, looking very hot, and comments loudly enough for the husband to hear from the window: Well, we can't make him wait outside all night, can we?
In the next installment, I'll tell you what happened in the room. If you like it and receive many comments about it, I'm sure I'll be eager to share more. Here's another photo of Pato.
See you next time.
We were at home, it was Friday, around 24 hours, the boys had gone out to parties and wouldn't come back until later, if they didn't stay at a friend's house.
We decided to watch a series on Netflix, quite explicit, the idea was to warm up, but we ended up warming up too much. Jajaja, we were kissing and touching each other while watching the series, everything very calm, but both of us were already flying high.
I got up to prepare a fernet, and I realized there was no Coke Zero. A bummer! But it occurred to me that maybe Pato could go buy something at the kiosk, or better yet, I could accompany her...
That's how I suggested to Pato that she go to the kiosk, half-jokingly and a little more seriously.
Andres: - Love, what do you think if you go buy some snacks from your friend? Or maybe we can go together. I said with playfulness.
Pato: - What do you think love? Look, I'm very hot, I haven't gone back to the kiosk since that night. She said.
Andres: - Come on, let's go, I'll accompany you, around there, we can feed our mice, and then come back and have a good fuck. I suggested as an alternative for getting really hot.
Pato: - Okay, let's go, but don't regret it, let me put something on to warm up my new little friend.
Something like that happened, a well-loosened top. Then she went to change. What yummy was, a suggestive cleavage, since her tits had been liked so much the other day.We left home and headed towards the kiosk. Mice were flying, they were curious about what these boys would think if I accompanied Pato. Only hoped that JC, the boy I've known for a long time, wasn't there.
Already on our way, it occurred to me that maybe I shouldn't go with her, but rather see her from afar and be a silent witness to the moment. So I separated a bit, let her walk alone, and stayed at a prudent distance, close enough to hear or see without being seen.
Pato approaches the kiosk window, sees Ale opening the door, not alone. She's with another dude, one of the kiosk owners.
Ale smiles with mischief and complicity when he sees her. Without losing time, Ale comments:
-Ale: - I didn't think you'd come back so soon, and especially not alone again?
The other boy didn't understand much, but after those words, he smiled, perhaps having realized that this beautiful woman with a suggestive cleavage is the same one who had told him she sucked his cock a few days ago.
Pato smiles, knowing her husband is nearby, and responds with a playful tone:
-Pato: - And who said I'm alone?
This leaves the boys intrigued, but also increases the intensity of the moment, since now they know that my husband, or rather me, might be nearby.
However, instead of stopping, one of the boys shoots her a direct look and asks:
-Ale: - So you really came just for the Coke? Or is there something we don't know?
Pato responds with a soft laugh and an evasive gesture, creating a tense atmosphere that's increasing. The boys start playing with words while she coquets without reserve, aware that I'm probably nearby. observing everything and enjoying the humiliation of my own role as a spectator. She was trying to show more of her breasts, discreetly, by bending down, touching a chocolate, a package of small tits, all in an effort to let people see her large breasts.
They were making comments like, a good piece of chocolate would do you well. Or if you want, there are more small tits, I could throw the rubber away. And things like that from guys who are into each other. Pato noticed that sometimes they would grab each other's pants but still stay behind the counter.In an unexpected turn for us, one of the boys discreetly heads towards the door and comments in a low voice, but loud enough for me to hear:
Rodri: -Look, there it is... I thought you had dared to come alone.
We were discovered, far from getting nervous Pato smiles and responds loudly, as if the response was for the boys but knowing that I'm listening:
Pato: -Maybe he needs to see how a real woman behaves with real men.
This phrase increases everyone's heat and my humiliation, still hidden but unable to move away from the place.
Finally, Pato goes deeper into the store with the boys, who invite her to pass to the back room, just like last time, with suggestive comments.
As I see them disappear from view, I approach the window, cautiously, and listen to them laughing and making comments like we're glad you came tonight, and I thought I was going to have to go to bed with this heat, or she saying there are boys so cute, I'd love to eat them, but we don't have much time, and the cockhold is waiting for me outside.
I can't stand the idea of not being able to see what's happening. Neither do I want to limit myself to listening; it's torture for my member. I want to get away, but I can't. Just then, I see a car parking. It must be coming to buy something. Discreetly, I pretend to be looking at something to buy in the kiosk and position myself elsewhere to see what happens.
While I'm hiding somewhat but close to the kiosk, trying to figure out what's happening, a man of around 55 years old approaches the kiosk and rings the bell. Also, I'm nervous and excited, but I can't even move away from the scene, I want to know what's happening. Inside the room, Pato is standing in the middle of the two guys, one is kissing her and touching her breasts, the other is pushing his hard cock into her ass from behind. She's not wasting time rubbing herself against the boys' pants.
Both decide to lower their pants a bit to make it easier for Pato. She touches their hard nipples. The new guy's girlfriend, Rodri, is bigger, more venous, and fatter. Just like she likes it. When they're about to get down on their knees to suck him off, they hear the kiosk's bell ringing. Rodri: - The sure husband is a fool. What are we going to do?
Ale: - I don't know, culia, we don't want any trouble, you wanted to be here.
Pato: - Calm down, guys, because no one pays attention who it is? Or are we the only clients in the neighborhood?
Ale adjusts her pants a bit and sees someone coming out of the room, putting on his belt, thinking, 'What a slut's kid, a little less shame!'
Ale turns to Pato when she sees it's not her husband and says:
Ale: - There's someone who isn't your husband... Do you dare stay calm? We'll take care of him quickly. Please don't get nervous.
Pato smiles mischievously and decides to stay in the room, straightening up but still looking a bit naughty, while Rodri prepares to attend to the client.
From my hiding spot, I watch as the client enters the kiosk and approaches the counter. One of them comes out of the room and attends to him, although not without casting some sly glances towards where Pato is. Between games of eye contact, Rodri keeps the client distracted, while I feel the weight of humiliation and morbid curiosity for not being able to see what Pato is doing in the room, alone and unsupervised.
The client leaves without suspecting what he just interrupted, and as soon as he's gone, the other guy goes back into the room where Pato is, saying in a joking tone:
Rodri: - It seemed like he didn't want to leave... He made us wait....
Pato laughs softly, looking very hot, and comments loudly enough for the husband to hear from the window: Well, we can't make him wait outside all night, can we?
In the next installment, I'll tell you what happened in the room. If you like it and receive many comments about it, I'm sure I'll be eager to share more. Here's another photo of Pato.
See you next time.
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