PRESENT Two weeks had passed since that day in church and Teresa had almost every day with him. Now her body wasn't the only thing free when she fucked but also her mouth. With him she said everything that went through her head, every thought, every fantasy and every complaint about her husband. Marcelo listened attentively as he filled her with his cock and commented on how stupid and inadequate her husband was in every aspect of life, something that at first didn't please her but now didn't affect her much. What she noticed was the change of subject from her husband to her son Pedro by Marcelo. He asked about him, what he did, what he said and how he behaved; if he didn't know he would have thought he was interested in being a stepfather. How stupid a thought that had been. She couldn't understand the logic of her lover about his hatred towards her son but it no longer mattered to her. As long as he didn't hit her again. Sometimes Marcelo let slip some comment or insult about Pedro but she didn't give him any attention. Without knowing something was changing in Teresa's mind. Meanwhile, Pedro had gone back to sleep after the video his faithful friend Juan sent him about his supposed mother being fucked by Marcelo. He had convinced himself it was just a cruel plan to try and damage his mental health but he didn't want to fall into their traps. -Mom, are you free today? He pointed with his finger at the date on a yellow sheet. -Ah, yes son, why? -Great, you're invited to the year-end recitation. Can't wait to see you there. It was the recitation she talked about so much but she didn't give him much attention due to all her thoughts: the most frequent discussions with her husband about his way of dressing, his outings with friends but also organizing meetings with Marcelo and ways to hide them. She knew she had to go, it was very important for him, he had prepared himself with effort to learn his part, knew that he considered it a big deal. the only occasion to have a certain relevance in all those school years. If she remembered well, he was given a main role but didn't remember which one. Barely her family got out of the house she ran to get ready for her lover. She had told him that she would take him outside that day and after a short time of waiting she heard someone kicking outside. Marcelo was there waiting for her with a luxury car in front of his house. She didn't know anything about cars but her husband and son did. Many times they had heard them talk about those expensive vehicles they could never have afforded, especially one that was identical to the one now owned by the bully and in which she would get in a few moments.
-Wow! Is it yours? -Of course it is. I bought it yesterday after emptying my eggs in your ass. The boy's vulgarity excited her, made her feel dirty, bad, especially now that she was going up in a nice car, dressed like a slut, next to a young black and attractive guy like in some rap videos she had seen once. What a bad girl I am -Where are you taking me? -You'll see when we get there. -Again making that huge house for me to use by those men? -Hehe, not nice, it's not allowed to bring the same woman more than twice, the owner doesn't want one of those perverts to fall in love and try to take away one of the girls...it happened in the past. -That's good because now I only want you. -Maybe it bothers you to have an audience? -No, I mean if! Well, no. Just say that I like it more when you use me. -Don't worry, today you'll be mine alone. Teresa liked hearing those words. Marcelo drove for a few minutes, the car was very fast, he would probably have received a big fine for ignoring all those red traffic lights. The bully didn't care about anything or anyone, he only did what he wanted with whoever he wanted. Teresa couldn't help but find him so attractive. She saw that now they were in a very low, poor, bad reputation neighborhood but more importantly, very far from where she lived. He got out of his car and headed towards other black men who were standing at an angle on the street. -Stay here. He told her to stay first. She could see Marcelo talking to those tall guys with tattoos, guys who would have scared her if she weren't there with Marcelo.
The thing that interested him the most but was that they seemed to be afraid of him, how they spoke, how they moved it was clear he had a certain prestige among them. Along with those types were a copy of young people with fair skin, a girl and a boy. The boy was very short, maybe 160, very pale skin, bald head, tattoos all over his arms and wore only a white sock and black pants. Next to him the girl could be 150, very beautiful, some tattoos but not too many and wore a black sock, a pink skirt that was short and boots with heels. They were probably not the latest in fashion but considering where they were, they fit into the landscape. The friend of Marcelo hands him an envelope that he quickly puts in his back pocket. It seemed like the transaction had ended until the white boy takes out some bills from his pocket and gives them to the friend of Marcelo who then hands him two plastic bags filled with white powder. Is this why you came here? Is it to sell drugs? At that moment, his girlfriend does something he didn't expect: she grabs his hand with her fist and makes him look up at her. It was clear that she liked him. I couldn't help but feel jealous. The boyfriend of the girl intervened and slapped Marcelo's hand away from his girlfriend, pulling her away from him. In that moment, she saw that on the other arm of the boy there was a Nazi symbol tattooed. Teresa was sure that now it would start a fight or better a massacre since the difference between them was immense. But she was wrong. Marcelo made a smile and went back to his car. What happened? Nothing important, sweetheart. Now we'll have fun. We're already close. Finally they arrived at their destination, only nine blocks away from where they started. It was an even uglier spot than the one they were at if that was possible. There wasn't much people, one or two passersby, a empty basketball court with only three boys around his son's age and a little further away a group of vagrants. What are you doing here? We're having fun. Let's see what you've got. She likes this cock. The bully gets out of the car, goes to Teresa's side and stops in front of the door. -You know what to do. Teresa takes a few seconds to understand but when she sees the shape of the cock hard inside her pants she understands. “I can't believe I'm doing this.” Teresa prepares to get out of the car but Marcelo puts his hand on the door preventing her from leaving. -No. Stay inside. You don't want someone to see a woman of your class in a place like this sucking my cock. The boy's words were more of a challenge than an warning and that made her pussy moist. Teresa gets down on her knees on the seat and pulls part of her body out towards her lover. Her member was eager to come out and she didn't want to wait any longer. First, she touched it and ran her hand over its shape through her jeans before looking up at her master. -Come on.
He said giving her permission and she with happiness lowered the zipper of her pants leaving only the fabric of her interior to separate it from her prize. But Teresa wanted to make it more interesting so she started kissing the member at the forefront of her interior until reaching the tip. She did as if she wanted to put it in her mouth but couldn't, leaving only a wet stain on the black cloth that covered the boy's cock. Marcelo liked how his slut behaved. The moment is almost here he thought. Now with the cock free Teresa licked it all over its grandeur to savor every centimeter of it. She grabbed it with her hand and started putting it in her mouth.
From afar, some passersby saw her in that direction admiring a car so precious in such a dirty place without knowing what was happening on the other side. Teresa pushed it deeper than she could, until she felt it in her throat. -Very well slut, very well. -Ggrrraafffaaass The woman tried to say with the cock still inside her. Nearby, the boys who were playing on the court realized what was happening and began to approach timidly like a deer in the forest. GLACK, GLACK, GLACK Teresa continued sucking when she heard the boys arrive. She tried to separate herself from the boy to hide in the car but he didn't let her and held her there with one hand on her head. -Let them look. Let everyone know who you belong to. Those words almost made her come. She was still sucking and now the boys were close and could see her. -See that slut. -Ugh, I want one of those too. -I like those tits. The boys said to Marcelo as he began to touch her breasts. A woman like her from a good class in such a dirty place wrapped in lake so indecently exciting put her hard nipples on.
One of the boys pulls out his cell phone to film, so the woman puts her hand up to hide her face. At that moment, the vagrants also realized what was happening and went to investigate. The happy boys left for home to jerk off with a good photo to remember the moment forever. Teresa had to separate from her member again to breathe, but the bully noticed with pleasure that she was getting better at asphyxiation.
-Is that yours? A beggar asked for it. -What do you think, old man? -Then can we participate? -Do you have $100? She realized Marcelo's cruel joke as well as the beggars and some of them got offended. -Come on young, let us at least look. -What are you saying, slut? -... Pedro's mother delayed a bit in responding. -I say it's fine. And she went back to sucking cock. The beggars moved closer and saw her swallowing the black member of the boy while rubbing their lumps inside their pants. -That's foxy! One of them said but she didn't mind, on the contrary she was getting wetter. Marcelo might make things even more interesting so he released Teresa's tits giving an unforgettable show to those bums.
The magnificent breasts of the woman fought against the force of gravity and won, showing that even being the wife and mother of two children she still had a body that would put envy in a young girl. The woman's lust was up to the stars and with her two hands began to massage her very sensitive nipples while her mouth continued to work on the bully's member.
What a magnificent view it was for the indigents who, until it hurt to come out, pulled out their cocks and masturbated in front of that majestic scene. Teresa began to notice the stench of dirty old indigents but neither did that bother her, not with her master's big cock in her mouth. -Tell them, slut. Tell them more about yourself. -...I'm married, GLACK... -What else? -I have two sons, GLACK, GLACK, GLACK The beggars were surprised by her words but that wouldn't stop them. -And who am I, slut? Tell them. -You...are the bully of my son...GLACK, GLACK, GLACK...you used to beat him and now I'm sucking your cock. -What a filthy slut! Said the bravest of them but neither Marcelo nor Teresa was bothered by it because they knew it was true, especially the woman who, listening to someone else say it, filled her with lust. The bully came inside her mouth when the show ended for the indigents and the two got into the car and drove away. Obviously, their fun hadn't ended yet since Teresa climbed on top of him and inserted his member inside, moving up and down while her lover drove.
There was no destination, there hadn't been time to say it, I just wanted to fuck as soon as possible and in the car they were doing it because she thought it was dangerous for her, they kept going at it. They didn't stop until both of them came again together, his second orgasm and three for his wife. -I can't believe we did it. -Are you hungry? So am I. Teresa sees the relaxed hour since she had time to take care of security having fun with her son's bully. She had agreed that Jonas would go to his friend's house so she had to return alone until Pedro arrives. -Yes, me too. -I know a place around here. Most of the times they went out together it was to get laid so for her this could be a date. She was very excited. The place was a good restaurant in an upscale area of the city, very different from where they were before. When they sat down at the table all eyes stared at them not only because of Teresa's beauty dressed that way but also because of the young boy walking beside her with his hand touching her ass. Teresa and Marcelo had a great time together, too good already since the woman forgot what hour it was.
-Shit! It's late. Pedrito will return in a few minutes. Please take me home. -Of course, yes. After you blow me. -What? -Did I get it right? -But my son will arrive soon at home and... -I don't care. Marcelo indicates the table with his finger, making his orders clear. Teresa didn't hesitate to obey but first made sure no one was looking. Doing it in that place seemed different, here people could know or someone who wouldn't accept such behavior easily if discovered. -Gluck, gluck, gluck The mother of Pedro had returned to suck the bully's cock but now she did it under a table at a restaurant surrounded by people. -Sir, would you like me to bring something? A coffee or a sweet? -No thanks, not bad. But I'd like your number. Says the impudent Marcelo to the waitress who came to attend them. -Oh... Haha, well, I'm on duty now... GLACK, GLACK, GLACK The sound of her blow job was too loud. She just wanted to make the boy understand that he didn't appreciate what he was doing so she squeezed his dick harder and accidentally let out too much noise. The waitress had understood what was happening. -Maybe it's better if I come back later. Marcelo's semen shoots out onto Teresa's face, which wasn't quick enough to aim it at her mouth. -Shit. Says the woman, conscious that her face needed to be cleaned. She leaves discreetly from under the table and uses napkins to clean herself up but when she was doing so, the waitress arrives again. -Would you like something, gentlemen? Said as she stayed to see the surprised look on Teresa's face. The mother of Pedro was speechless since the one attending was her gym friend Claudia.
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-Wow! Is it yours? -Of course it is. I bought it yesterday after emptying my eggs in your ass. The boy's vulgarity excited her, made her feel dirty, bad, especially now that she was going up in a nice car, dressed like a slut, next to a young black and attractive guy like in some rap videos she had seen once. What a bad girl I am -Where are you taking me? -You'll see when we get there. -Again making that huge house for me to use by those men? -Hehe, not nice, it's not allowed to bring the same woman more than twice, the owner doesn't want one of those perverts to fall in love and try to take away one of the girls...it happened in the past. -That's good because now I only want you. -Maybe it bothers you to have an audience? -No, I mean if! Well, no. Just say that I like it more when you use me. -Don't worry, today you'll be mine alone. Teresa liked hearing those words. Marcelo drove for a few minutes, the car was very fast, he would probably have received a big fine for ignoring all those red traffic lights. The bully didn't care about anything or anyone, he only did what he wanted with whoever he wanted. Teresa couldn't help but find him so attractive. She saw that now they were in a very low, poor, bad reputation neighborhood but more importantly, very far from where she lived. He got out of his car and headed towards other black men who were standing at an angle on the street. -Stay here. He told her to stay first. She could see Marcelo talking to those tall guys with tattoos, guys who would have scared her if she weren't there with Marcelo.The thing that interested him the most but was that they seemed to be afraid of him, how they spoke, how they moved it was clear he had a certain prestige among them. Along with those types were a copy of young people with fair skin, a girl and a boy. The boy was very short, maybe 160, very pale skin, bald head, tattoos all over his arms and wore only a white sock and black pants. Next to him the girl could be 150, very beautiful, some tattoos but not too many and wore a black sock, a pink skirt that was short and boots with heels. They were probably not the latest in fashion but considering where they were, they fit into the landscape. The friend of Marcelo hands him an envelope that he quickly puts in his back pocket. It seemed like the transaction had ended until the white boy takes out some bills from his pocket and gives them to the friend of Marcelo who then hands him two plastic bags filled with white powder. Is this why you came here? Is it to sell drugs? At that moment, his girlfriend does something he didn't expect: she grabs his hand with her fist and makes him look up at her. It was clear that she liked him. I couldn't help but feel jealous. The boyfriend of the girl intervened and slapped Marcelo's hand away from his girlfriend, pulling her away from him. In that moment, she saw that on the other arm of the boy there was a Nazi symbol tattooed. Teresa was sure that now it would start a fight or better a massacre since the difference between them was immense. But she was wrong. Marcelo made a smile and went back to his car. What happened? Nothing important, sweetheart. Now we'll have fun. We're already close. Finally they arrived at their destination, only nine blocks away from where they started. It was an even uglier spot than the one they were at if that was possible. There wasn't much people, one or two passersby, a empty basketball court with only three boys around his son's age and a little further away a group of vagrants. What are you doing here? We're having fun. Let's see what you've got. She likes this cock. The bully gets out of the car, goes to Teresa's side and stops in front of the door. -You know what to do. Teresa takes a few seconds to understand but when she sees the shape of the cock hard inside her pants she understands. “I can't believe I'm doing this.” Teresa prepares to get out of the car but Marcelo puts his hand on the door preventing her from leaving. -No. Stay inside. You don't want someone to see a woman of your class in a place like this sucking my cock. The boy's words were more of a challenge than an warning and that made her pussy moist. Teresa gets down on her knees on the seat and pulls part of her body out towards her lover. Her member was eager to come out and she didn't want to wait any longer. First, she touched it and ran her hand over its shape through her jeans before looking up at her master. -Come on.He said giving her permission and she with happiness lowered the zipper of her pants leaving only the fabric of her interior to separate it from her prize. But Teresa wanted to make it more interesting so she started kissing the member at the forefront of her interior until reaching the tip. She did as if she wanted to put it in her mouth but couldn't, leaving only a wet stain on the black cloth that covered the boy's cock. Marcelo liked how his slut behaved. The moment is almost here he thought. Now with the cock free Teresa licked it all over its grandeur to savor every centimeter of it. She grabbed it with her hand and started putting it in her mouth.From afar, some passersby saw her in that direction admiring a car so precious in such a dirty place without knowing what was happening on the other side. Teresa pushed it deeper than she could, until she felt it in her throat. -Very well slut, very well. -Ggrrraafffaaass The woman tried to say with the cock still inside her. Nearby, the boys who were playing on the court realized what was happening and began to approach timidly like a deer in the forest. GLACK, GLACK, GLACK Teresa continued sucking when she heard the boys arrive. She tried to separate herself from the boy to hide in the car but he didn't let her and held her there with one hand on her head. -Let them look. Let everyone know who you belong to. Those words almost made her come. She was still sucking and now the boys were close and could see her. -See that slut. -Ugh, I want one of those too. -I like those tits. The boys said to Marcelo as he began to touch her breasts. A woman like her from a good class in such a dirty place wrapped in lake so indecently exciting put her hard nipples on.One of the boys pulls out his cell phone to film, so the woman puts her hand up to hide her face. At that moment, the vagrants also realized what was happening and went to investigate. The happy boys left for home to jerk off with a good photo to remember the moment forever. Teresa had to separate from her member again to breathe, but the bully noticed with pleasure that she was getting better at asphyxiation.-Is that yours? A beggar asked for it. -What do you think, old man? -Then can we participate? -Do you have $100? She realized Marcelo's cruel joke as well as the beggars and some of them got offended. -Come on young, let us at least look. -What are you saying, slut? -... Pedro's mother delayed a bit in responding. -I say it's fine. And she went back to sucking cock. The beggars moved closer and saw her swallowing the black member of the boy while rubbing their lumps inside their pants. -That's foxy! One of them said but she didn't mind, on the contrary she was getting wetter. Marcelo might make things even more interesting so he released Teresa's tits giving an unforgettable show to those bums.The magnificent breasts of the woman fought against the force of gravity and won, showing that even being the wife and mother of two children she still had a body that would put envy in a young girl. The woman's lust was up to the stars and with her two hands began to massage her very sensitive nipples while her mouth continued to work on the bully's member.What a magnificent view it was for the indigents who, until it hurt to come out, pulled out their cocks and masturbated in front of that majestic scene. Teresa began to notice the stench of dirty old indigents but neither did that bother her, not with her master's big cock in her mouth. -Tell them, slut. Tell them more about yourself. -...I'm married, GLACK... -What else? -I have two sons, GLACK, GLACK, GLACK The beggars were surprised by her words but that wouldn't stop them. -And who am I, slut? Tell them. -You...are the bully of my son...GLACK, GLACK, GLACK...you used to beat him and now I'm sucking your cock. -What a filthy slut! Said the bravest of them but neither Marcelo nor Teresa was bothered by it because they knew it was true, especially the woman who, listening to someone else say it, filled her with lust. The bully came inside her mouth when the show ended for the indigents and the two got into the car and drove away. Obviously, their fun hadn't ended yet since Teresa climbed on top of him and inserted his member inside, moving up and down while her lover drove.There was no destination, there hadn't been time to say it, I just wanted to fuck as soon as possible and in the car they were doing it because she thought it was dangerous for her, they kept going at it. They didn't stop until both of them came again together, his second orgasm and three for his wife. -I can't believe we did it. -Are you hungry? So am I. Teresa sees the relaxed hour since she had time to take care of security having fun with her son's bully. She had agreed that Jonas would go to his friend's house so she had to return alone until Pedro arrives. -Yes, me too. -I know a place around here. Most of the times they went out together it was to get laid so for her this could be a date. She was very excited. The place was a good restaurant in an upscale area of the city, very different from where they were before. When they sat down at the table all eyes stared at them not only because of Teresa's beauty dressed that way but also because of the young boy walking beside her with his hand touching her ass. Teresa and Marcelo had a great time together, too good already since the woman forgot what hour it was.-Shit! It's late. Pedrito will return in a few minutes. Please take me home. -Of course, yes. After you blow me. -What? -Did I get it right? -But my son will arrive soon at home and... -I don't care. Marcelo indicates the table with his finger, making his orders clear. Teresa didn't hesitate to obey but first made sure no one was looking. Doing it in that place seemed different, here people could know or someone who wouldn't accept such behavior easily if discovered. -Gluck, gluck, gluck The mother of Pedro had returned to suck the bully's cock but now she did it under a table at a restaurant surrounded by people. -Sir, would you like me to bring something? A coffee or a sweet? -No thanks, not bad. But I'd like your number. Says the impudent Marcelo to the waitress who came to attend them. -Oh... Haha, well, I'm on duty now... GLACK, GLACK, GLACK The sound of her blow job was too loud. She just wanted to make the boy understand that he didn't appreciate what he was doing so she squeezed his dick harder and accidentally let out too much noise. The waitress had understood what was happening. -Maybe it's better if I come back later. Marcelo's semen shoots out onto Teresa's face, which wasn't quick enough to aim it at her mouth. -Shit. Says the woman, conscious that her face needed to be cleaned. She leaves discreetly from under the table and uses napkins to clean herself up but when she was doing so, the waitress arrives again. -Would you like something, gentlemen? Said as she stayed to see the surprised look on Teresa's face. The mother of Pedro was speechless since the one attending was her gym friend Claudia.Want...want more napkins? Keep going...
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