Randomly sodomized I

Joel suddenly wakes up with the feverish buttocks of someone rubbing against his groin. He doesn't know who the woman is lying next to him with her back to him. He vaguely remembers that he had drunk a whole bottle of whiskey with someone and that he faded away still dressed in a jacket and the tie loose around his neck. The dimness did not favour him to recognize who the woman was. But it was noticeable that he was quite young due to the muscular tone of the thick thighs of firm muscles, although the buttocks were pulpy and soft. Joel's cock had become so enlarged that it was humanly impossible not to release it from inside his pants because of the excruciating torment of having the combs pulled at the sudden increase in its volume. The soft perfume emanating from the young woman's body, plus her involuntary boisterousness, now with Joel's roll squeezed between the groove of her muscular ass, left no alternative for him to ignore all the sexual fever that dominated his body. He noticed something strange about her wearing satin pajamas instead of being naked, as his other lovers usually were when they spent the night with him. But his desire was so great that it was with a bit of brutality that he lowered his pajama pants and, considering that the young woman was sleeping, she unwittingly made it easier for the part of the pajamas that was between her body and the mattress to be lowered at the same time. Finally, the beautiful woman's butt shone like two half-moons in the penumbra of the room and in Joel's greedy eyes. The young woman felt when his body leaned against her back. She, still asleep, let out a languid whisper and moved her head randomly until she felt Joel's mouth land on her neck. Out of her little mouth came sounds like she was choking. She reassembled her body and pushed it further toward Joel's groin. In the next second she felt the slight bite on the curve of her neck as a manly hand went up to her little sister-in-law, taking possession of her. In less than a minute she began to mock, gently rubbing Joel's sturdy butt with Joel's ball between them. As the young woman began to spasm with the increasingly vigorous orgasm, Joel was not content with simply rubbing himself on the back of the young woman's butt. He coveted the wrinkled cushion he thought he had already possessed and, withdrawing his hand with his milled fingers from her pussy, searched with his middle finger for the object of his desire. The young woman trembled with the ecstasy that took over her body and with the second phalanx already inserted in her anus. She twisted herself in such a way that she ended up on her back. Joel went insane as he felt the pillow twitch on his finger, as he listened to the young woman's happy whining as she writhed and rubbed one thigh against the other. In his altered state of lust, Joel's libido demanded that he also possess that cushion with his mouth. Caressing the back of the woman's head with one of his hands, he went with his mouth to the bottom of her buttocks and, not caring about smell or taste, stuck another finger into the girl's frowned cushion, trying to open it to introduce the maximum of his tongue. The girl let out a long <unk>aaah<unk> when orgasm reached its peak and simultaneously woke her from her dream. She remained still in a sleepy state and still excited as the ecstasy was slowly fading away, but letting her relax due to the strange caress that someone was doing to her, from the middle of her buttocks, passing through the perineum to the bottom of her pussy. Joel again listened to the whispers of the sensual woman and with a little vigor, came with the hand that was on her neck, stroking her back until he felt one of the fury of the showy bundle. The young woman felt her buttocks open and something thick and wet trying to penetrate her pillow. It was a strange and also exotic sensation. She never imagined she would feel such pleasure when talking about anal sex. But then she woke up completely and found out who was about to sodomize her. As she made her first protest, she felt light bites on the lower pulp of her little bundle and a sudden caress on the pinkish grin. The protest turned into a long whisper of excitement. Joel positioned himself, gently almost sitting on his buttocks and holding the scroll, began to brush more and more firmly around the numerous wrinkles of the coveted pillow. We can't, we can't, we can't, it is a sin! Joel took a small fright at the sound of the pretty girl's words, but while he stopped brushing, she continued her sensual scramble, rubbing her little anus against the tip of his red head of cock. We are committing a sin, a great sin. The girl realized that her sodomizer would never give up her pillow. She felt him bend down and head over the ring of the pillow and let out a scream of surprise. The beautiful young woman imagined that the pain of anal dilation must be excruciating. But, to her surprise, the head was easily swallowed by her little ring and slowly her charmer was filling up half of her anal rectum. Then very slowly he was withdrawing until only the glans was swallowed by the pillow. The girl breathed deeply when she felt for the first time a roll introduced into her virgin pillow. Attempting once more to protest, but taking one of her hands over her shoulder until it landed on the man's head he kissed her whole neck and neck, stroking her hair. You have to... you have to... stop, Dad! Joel had pressed his groin against that gorgeous bundle and pushed his whole roll into the beautiful young woman's pillow when he recognized the voice of his daughter, Morgana. Morgana felt when her father's roll gave a slight shrinkage and involuntarily or out of sheer talent, she contracted her buttocks, not letting him escape. Still he tried, but fell to the side with his little girl still clinging to the pillow. It's... it's a sin what... we are... doing. Joel tries and tries, but it's impossible to stop now. His beautiful daughter twisting her buttocks in his groin, being masterfully enraptured, turns her beautiful face until she finds his lips and kisses him passionately. All of Joel's remorse evaporates when his daughter's tongue is introduced into his mouth. He frantically speeds up the movements of the penis going in and out of her pillow. One of the hands finds the hardened nipple of the middle breast and squeezes it tenderly. Morgana undoes the kiss and drops her head on the mattress, her mouth wide open and her eyes almost closed as she carries her father's thumps on her ass. Joel kisses her and gently bites the curve of her neck, causing his daughter to swing her head, feeling all the excitement along her spine from the neck to the anus mouthpiece. Morgana's whispers drive the father so mad that he abruptly tucks his fingers through her hair, pulling his face close to hers and kisses her as hard as the ejaculate explodes inside the beautiful girl's pillow. In just a second of the time Joel enjoys on his own daughter's pillow, he recalls clearly what happened earlier that night. Your daughter's at the police station. Magui is your daughter too! It looks like she threw a plate at Uncle Carlos' head and hurt him! That's why they got married, it's just fighting all the time. An hour later, back in the apartment, Morgana goes straight to the bathroom. Joel loosens his tie, grabs a glass and a bottle of whiskey, and sits down in an armchair. Minutes later, she shows up in the room with her face washed, her makeup blurred, and her previously unkempt hair sensuously arranged in a bow leaving the back of her head exposed. - Dad, I can't go back to that house! With tearful eyes, Morgana comes to sit on her father's lap. Joel is saddened by his daughter's misfortune. Morgana is twenty-two years old and married less than a year. He regrets not having participated more in her life. Only fifteen days a year they were together. Even at her wedding, Joel arrived a few hours earlier and left as soon as the gifts were opened. The couple won the luxurious car of the year. He insults me, father, he calls me ignorant, he wants me to lose weight like Gisele, he blames everything I do. Damn time I spent picking you up, or rather delivering you to your mother at his parents' farm! I don't know, Dad, it's hell living with my mother, and I don't want to live alone either. Morgana has a crying fit. Joel comforts her by resting her head on his chest. Tears wet his shirt and he feels a deep tenderness for this exuberant woman who in his eyes is still a little girl. When the crying passes, Joel wipes her eyes with the handkerchief and kisses her on the cheek so that her lips almost touch. - I think father and daughter should swap. - What's with the saddle? - There you go. With one hand on her father's face, Magui gently kisses him on the lips. Joel gives a warm smile, and Morgana's bright little eyes rejoice again. - From now on, we'll only greet each other with stamps, okay? - You got it. - Can I have a drink? - You've had enough to drink today! Dad, I wasn't drunk, I was mad, mad, mad. Morgana moved in her father's lap while expressing her disappointment that they thought the fight happened because she was drunk. Something began to disturb Joel. The firm softness of his daughter's buttocks was excitedly bothering him. I'm tired, you can take one of my pajamas and sleep in one of the rooms. Half an hour later, Morgana appeared in the room and found her father still drinking. She went to sit on his lap, when he suddenly got up saying that he was going to the bathroom. There, she could not urinate because of the hardness of her cock. When she returned to the room, her daughter was sitting with her legs shrunken under her buttocks, exhibiting the beautiful shapes. She had a glass in her hand full of half of what her father drank. Let me ask you something, is it true that you fucked Uncle Carlos' mother? And that's not a question from a daughter to a father. - Did you or didn't you? Her mother was seduced by your father-in-law, and he was even going to divorce her to marry her, so she asked me to distract your mother-in-law. And what went wrong between my mother and Uncle Carlos's father? Your mother didn't think it was right and was afraid that Zé wouldn't want to marry you anymore, so she ended up marrying Fidelis, your stepfather. I don't know why, it has nothing to do with them. And your father-in-law, they love each other, no doubt. - Oh, my God! As they talked, Joel could not help but notice all the curves of his beautiful daughter, for she was the kind of person who speaks by moving her hands and body, and for a moment he even caught a glimpse of her two breasts as she bent over to pick up the bottle. Finally, Morgana rested her head on her father's thigh and fell asleep. Joel stroked his daughter's hair feeling a tremendous remorse for the hardness of his cock. He only got up and took his daughter in his arms when he completely emptied the bottle. He thought he had left Morgana asleep in one of the rooms. It was the taste of his daughter's saliva that brought him back to the present, and the pleasurable sensation of that fascinating woman's beautiful body boiled his blood, making him ejaculate incessantly. Morgana felt her father expand and flood her pillow with such vigor that sperm splattered out of the ring expanded by his roll. The screams of pure pleasure given by Joel left her daughter all proud of having given such a hard-on to her daddy. Finally, Joel lies on his back, but still with half of the semi-hardened roll inside his daughter's pillow. As he puffs, gasping for more air, Morgana takes one hand behind his buttocks until it reaches the muscular spine that clogs his anus. Her little fingers feel the bulge of the veins as they encircle the thickness of her father's penis and initiate a gentle masturbation with the exposed half coming out of her pillow.