Anal with my kitten's mommy

I was on vacation at a friend's place (half-coloured friendship...), where we were both together with her parents. We had just arrived and found that the house needed supplies. I proposed to go shopping, but Veronica (my friend) asked me to stay and help her clean the house. Soon your parents went shopping. I had not noticed the true intentions of Veronica, who at that moment imagined a thousand other things that did not clean the house. When we unloaded the car, we went back inside, but your parents went straight to the market. While they were still in the garage, we pretended to tidy up the house and when we heard the car start and leave the garage, we began to cling to your parents' room (where we put our bags). She asked me to turn the radio on in the living room, but we'd have to put a volume too loud to hear from the room, so we went into the living room. The living room couch was the most comfortable place we could find to have sex. Though inexperienced, she knew what she wanted and how she wanted it. From other times we had sex, I never asked you to shove it up your ass because I was too afraid it would hurt or hurt you because of the thickness of my penis. Before I knew it, she was already on her knees sucking my dick. I was so excited, I came right away. She didn't let my dick go soft. It was just sitting on top of me and sticking my dick in your boiling vagina, so hot. I had my eyes closed, enjoying that moment (I love that position. It's the second one I like best) and she's head down, looking at me (saying she). She'd ask me to hold her ass and open it so my dick would go deeper. I squeezed her breasts, which looked like two ripe melons, of so hard and sweet. I loved all that, when suddenly she stopped everything. ....... She breathed gasping, staring at a single spot behind the couch. I got more curious than scared, so I looked back. Who was there? Your mother, who hadn't gone out with her father. She had stayed to help us, but since we weren't cleaning the house, she was spying on us from behind the fridge and we had sex on the couch. I was super embarrassed, and I apologized, and we put on our clothes, and I went for a walk, and after 15 minutes, I came home to say goodbye, because I didn't have the nerve to continue in that house after what happened. When I got back, the two of them were in the room having a relaxed conversation. When I sat down to talk to your mother and try to explain what happened, she asked me not to leave, because she liked my presence in that house and that I made her daughter very happy. I decided to accept the request, but I asked for a favor. Not to tell her husband. After the day, we all went to sleep. For the lack of rooms, I went to sleep in the living room, where that whole story had happened. In the middle of the night I had an unexpected visit. She was Vera, Veronica's mother asking me to go to the balcony with her to talk. On the porch she said that her husband slept heavy while we were talking. In the first few minutes of my conversation, I realized what her intentions were and I didn't let her speak a word more. I just kicked my penis out. She got scared, maybe because she was straight, but when she hesitated, I made her catch him. She felt how hot and hard he was, so she got to him. We took some pillows off a wicker couch and put them on the floor. She lay on her pillows and I put her back in her vagina. After you made her come, she asked me to shove it up her ass. I didn't even think twice. I passed on my dick a lubricating oil she had brought and shoved as much as I could. She held on to keep quiet, but she forgot everything and luckily Veronica arrived, before her father woke up, saying: "I knew you were there. I'm not mad at you, but you could have made less noise. Dad could have woken up." Funny thing is, she never went back to bed. She stood there in the living room looking at everything we were doing on the porch. I don't think Mrs. Vera knew, because when I finished coming, I told her that Veronica had seen everything and was surprised when I pointed it out to the room. When she came to the balcony she even asked her mother: "What's up, Mom? Can I get my boyfriend back?" I almost went crazy after that day and disappeared from the trail of that family, because I saw the weapons from Veronica's father's collection in the living room, on the spot. Write to me about what you found. A kiss of your loving confidante, supergalo1@yahoo.com.br GALO.