Fast and Furious Accounts: Clean and Hungry!

Clean and hungry!
At the beginning of this pandemic, when the lockdown was tightened, self-employment disappeared and money dwindled, leaving everyone feeling abandoned to their own fate; and with me it was no different ... a little less, let's say, since I had some meager savings; but as the days passed, which became weeks, and then months, even those savings could not withstand the harassment I suffered from my inevitable spending.
And there came a time when I had to scramble to earn some change to survive; to make the situation worse, in addition to the lack of money, there was also the lack of sex! I mean, that good, wild, tasty sex! From sweating, from exhausting ..., that very one!!! I was in that situation of killing a dog with a shout and jacking the loot!
Doing small repairs to go on, I was in a situation where the erection was either repressed or even forgotten ..., but the will was immense! And one day, I received a call that changed this panorama. A woman, named Jacira, called me by indication of a common friend asking about the possibility of providing a service to her in an emergency. She told me that she had some things in her house that needed attention, and asked me to go there to make a budget.
Without much delay, I closed the visit to budget the work already for the next day; and at the agreed time, there I was, in front of Jacira's house ringing the bell; it took a few minutes for her to appear; and I almost choked on the smoke of the cigarette when I saw her. Jacira was a womanizer! Huge and succulent breasts, a provocative face of thick lips and long, curly hair; she wore a short and very fair bermuda that further enhanced her sculptural body, and a top that could not retain inside that pair of boobs offered.
She greeted me with a smile, opening the gate and already talking about the service; but, truth be told, I could not hear what she said, since I was more attentive to all her disturbing exuberance; only after a few minutes that I used to collect myself, I was able to catch up with what she said. We talked about the service and the budget, while she served me a fresh coffee, made at that time. I told her that it would be a time-consuming service, calculating two weeks, and presented the price.
"Oh, it's a little expensive, isn't it?" she complained, making a small kiss with her mouth. "Can't you make it better? Just a little bit?"
I made a bad face, but I ended up with a discount; we closed the deal so that I could start at the beginning of the next week. <unk>Ah! There's only one detail ...<unk>, she said, just before we said goodbye. I asked what the detail was and the explanation left me a little puzzled.
- I'd like you to come by on Sunday afternoon - she explained with some embarrassment in her voice - It's that my husband is very jealous and he has to travel next week ... so, he'll want to meet the man who will be visiting our house during your absence ... all right for you?
For all plausible reasons, I agreed to Jacira's request and promised to return on Sunday afternoon so that her husband, whose name was Mario, could meet me. I was a little puzzled by that unusual request, but, needing money and with a woman like that, I would do anything she asked me to do! And on Sunday afternoon, I went there to meet the man; and I was even more surprised by what I saw.
Mario was an old man, or rather..., much older than his wife! It never occurred to me that it was a marriage of interest, but it certainly wasn't by sex! Anyway, he ended up meeting me and even making faces and using harsh words, he ended up having to settle for having me inside his house during his absence.
At the beginning of the week, I started work at Jaci's house, although I had seen her only in the early morning, since as soon as she saw me in the deal, she ended up taking her car and leaving. By the end of the afternoon, I was forced to wait for her to return, since I did not know if the key she had given me was the only one, and I did not want to leave her outside her own residence.
Jaciara arrived sullen and without grace; she tried to justify herself, but I said nothing, just handed her the key and said goodbye. On the way home, I stopped at a nearby bakery for a coffee and there I met the friend who pointed me out to her. As soon as we started talking, he asked me several questions about her and her husband, as if wanting to confirm his thoughts. At one point, I wanted to know the reason for his curiosity.
"Oh, man, are you going to tell me you didn't take the spear?" he asked ironically.
I didn't get anything, no. I was a little impatient.
- That woman is an asshole! <unk> he replied with a scorn in his voice <unk> Lock her husband with everything that is man that you find! Look, huh? I gave you a good move! See if you take advantage of it!
I didn't feel like answering, I just disagreed, finished my coffee and left; on the way I laughed at my friend's comments ..., I didn't care much about the fact that she was an adulteress, because there, I was earning my bread ..., although, the meat was good! And even in the following days, although concentrated on work, I saw myself observing the behavior of Jacira ..., and, in fact, everything seemed to coincide with the joking comments of my friend.
As soon as I arrived, she would take time to disguise herself, and then leave, returning only late in the afternoon; so much so that she wasted no time in making a copy of the house keys for me, allowing me to leave, even though she had not yet arrived!
I confess that this behavior intrigued me ..., and intrigue became curiosity and curiosity became audacity. On a Wednesday, I called an assistant I knew, gave him some money and instructed him what he should do; I arrived at Jacira's house and started the work; a few minutes later, she came out greeting me effusively as she rushed to the garage, preparing to leave. The moment she turned the corner, I took out my mobile phone and called the assistant.
After about half an hour, she reached her destination; a little busy square, where she parked, and immediately got out of the car, crossed the square, driving to where another vehicle was apparently waiting for her; on approaching it, she looked to the sides as if checking whether she had not been followed, or whether there were curious eyes watching her, and then got into the vehicle; I hardly knew that she was filming and photographing everything!
Following my personal plan, I passed, then, and followed this vehicle ..., and the destination was close: a very discreet motel, which I myself knew by also frequenting it; they entered and I parked; I was thinking what to do; I already had photos and videos, but, would it be enough? I went back to the work and on the way I called another friend ..., this policeman.
Through it I was able to identify the owner of the vehicle, who, to my surprise, was a woman! And this left me even more intrigued and curious; having the address, I went snooping; I found that although the car belonged to a woman, the one who used it most often was a man ..., the husband! Without any clues, I approached the subject and opened the game with him, saying that I had been hired by Jazira's husband.
The subject almost wet himself when he found out about me and what I was doing; he asked for secrecy, or rather, begged! His wife could not even suspect; I reassured him and told him that everything would stay between us; during the conversation, he told me that he used to go out sometimes with Jacinta, but that he was not the only one, because he knew that the woman loved a new role whenever possible.
She also told me that her husband had not been aware of the affair for a long time, but that he apparently did not suspect marital treason, for Jacinta knew she was smart and naughty. In the end, he even boasted of winning a little souvenir of hers ..., a panties! The one he had been given was red. I tried to negotiate the item, but at first he resisted ..., until, fearing what I could do, he relented; we were near his house and his wife was out shopping ..., he went in and soon returned with the piece inside a small envelope.
- Look, keep it safe, you see? <unk> he asked, almost in a pleading tone <unk> If the husband finds out, or worse ..., if my wife finds out!
Be cool, my friend, be with me, be safe, I'll say as we say goodbye.
After leaving my assistant to take care of the work for two days, I went back to work, without denouncing the assets he owned, to Jacira, who, oblivious to everything, continued with her outings; I gave the leash to the dog, and only when she gave me the news that her husband would still be absent for another one or two weeks, it was that the warning light was lit in my mind ..., I could give the boat! And as the work was about to be completed, the opportunity would be excellent! One day before the work was delivered, I warned Jacira that the engaged would be delivered, and she was very happy with the news. <unk> Well ..., there is only one detail that we need to clarify! <unk>, I will sit in front of the puzzled look of the female.
-What detail? I thought it was all right <unk> she asked, in a tone of curiosity <unk> Is it about the agreed amount? Do you want more money?
-No..., nothing to do with money <unk> I answered, with a hint of irony extending him a small envelope <unk> Actually, it has to do with this here ..., see if you know?
Upon opening the envelope and seeing what was in it, Jaciara's face turned pale and her lips trembled; she stared at me with a look that was a mixture of surprise and revolt; she knew that from that moment on, it was in my hands. "How did you manage that?" she asked when she finally managed to articulate words.
"How I got it doesn't matter, what matters is how much this little present is worth!" I replied, wanting to know how far she would go.
"As much as you want, you son of a bitch! Come on! Put a price!" she answered angrily and also arrogantly.
- I don't want money! Not for this gift <unk> I answered with irony <unk> And you know what I want!
"You've been disqualified, you've been abused, you're going to blackmail me?" she said, feigning emphasis.
Let's just negotiate, I answered with more irony in my voice, this little thing I gave you, for the little things you can give me, and look, you won't regret it.
Despite her best efforts, Jacinta couldn't hide the look of curiosity and excitement on her face as she thought about the proposal, which was not bad at all, not for her, much less for me. "All right", she said, "but I have conditions!
-I think you have conditions to impose it's me! <unk> I answered firmly <unk> Besides, I have, photos and videos, interesting. But, tell me ..., what conditions?
-Ah! That's good! You're in charge! <unk> she said, in a tone of defeat <unk> But then I want everything for myself, the photos, the videos ..., are we right?
- Yes, we are..., I want you today! <unk> I answered firmly <unk> And that's non-negotiable!
"Today?" she asked in a tone of amazement.
- Yes, now, in my car or yours?
-No! Each one in his car! <unk> she replied, regaining her self-control, while typing something on her mobile phone <unk> I gave you the address of the motel ..., you go ahead ..., I'll disguise a little and then I'll get there ...
I'll trust you, don't screw around, I warned you sarcastically, otherwise you lose.
Jacira looked at me and gave a yellow smile and nodded her head; with the address in hand, I roamed to this motel and asked for a suite with two garage spaces, warning that I would soon have company; I undressed and took a quick shower, laying naked on the bed waiting for the bitch to come out. While I waited and thought about the whore's body, my dick got very hard and I started a slow hand job.
When I caught sight of her, she was in the room, staring at the roll with a gluttonous expression; immediately, Jacinta got rid of her clothes and fell face down on my roll, sucking like a starving one. <unk>Ahhh! Bitch! You like sucking a hard roll, don't you? So go, till you choke!<unk>, I cried, as she held her hair, pushing the roll against her mouth with force; the bitch groaned, but did not give in, sucking voraciously.
At the same time as she suckled, I swirled her warm, moist little mouthpiece; I stuck two and then three fingers into it, pounding hard, listening to her groanings as if choked by the roller in her mouth, and feeling her joy trickle down into my hand; I let her enjoy it as much as she wanted, just as I also demanded that she suckle a lot.
"What a delicious cock!" she said, taking the roll out of her mouth and pleading, "Ahh! Let me ride that brute thing you have! Let me sit on it!"
-Not now, bitch! <unk> I replied, grinding my teeth <unk> Go suck! Here's a lot of macho! I'm not those little bitches that you've been rubbing yourself with ..., go! Suck!
I pushed her head again, forcing her to open the bottle and continue sucking, while I still boiled her mead.
After some time, I released the whore to sit on the roller, which she did without blinking; she climbed up on me, held the roller with one hand, and began to descend; it was a perfect sit! The bitch opened all the way for the roller to fill her bucket, and wasted no time in starting the ride, going up and down on me, with intense and frenzied movements, providing another sequence of good jokes.
I took the opportunity to suckle those juicy tits, nibbling on the hard nipples and listening to the female groan and scream, holding my head to prevent me from stopping sucking on those delights. We fucked a lot, with the dog enjoying the ride! And I didn't even think to stop ... after all, Jacira was a female so much! At one point, I made her get off me and put her on all fours on the bed, hitting the roller in her bucket position in the puppy, taking the opportunity to finger her clitoris.
Jacira was at the height of pleasure, because she was enjoying in succession, now shouting, now groaning, now asking for more, while I was beating the drum in that bucket. "Today, I'll let you burn, bitch! I'll shake that little whore mouth you have!" I said in a hushed voice, but without losing the rhythm.
- Oi! Dog! Saffado! Hold me, you son! <unk> she responded with a provocative tone <unk> I love a curly guy who knows ..., aiiiiii! Who knows! Who knowseeee! Fucking a female! Ahhhhhhhhhh!
I looked at the little whore's sweaty buttocks, and without stopping, I began to scour the valley between them, until I found the little ass blinking with excitement; I couldn't resist sticking a finger to lace it; Jacira reacted immediately, groaning even more, as she rolled her ass. "Your boy! You want to fuck my ass, don't you? And you won't even ..., ask for it!" she complained in an ironic tone. In response, I spat on the hole and licked with the tip of my index finger, then poking right in, even with the bitch complaining.
I gave Jacira a few blows in her little mouth, and without warning, I took out the molasses scroll, brushed the little hole, to insert it with a vigorous stroke, burying the glans in the small hole; Jacira let out a hysterical scream, however, did not retreat and I ordered to see, punching the scroll with forceful blows; it did not take long for me to be punching the dog's neck with force, listening to her groan and scream with passion; I took the opportunity to lean forward and apply a finger to the vagina, especially to the swollen clitoris, provoking more pleasure in the partner, who could no longer stand to see herself being enraged with such force.
Finally, when the fun came, I took out the roll and ordered her to get down on her knees to swallow my cock; it was Jacira herself who punched me until I ejaculated, releasing the load of semen that was partially received into her mouth, since a part ended up licking her whole!
"I think that after such a good fuck, I'm not going to give you the promise ..., I'm going to want to fuck you even more!" I said, with the female lying next to me, with her head resting on my chest, stroking the roll with one of her hands. "I already knew that! But who said that I won't fuck you other times?" she replied in a joking tone. We rested and then took a bath with the right to another suck accompanied by fingers and licks on the tramp, once again enjoying a tasty pleasure.
The next day, I delivered the finished work, just as my husband was arriving from a trip. "So, I liked the service! I think I'll hire you some other times!" he said, shaking my hand. "It will always be a pleasure for me!" I replied, looking at Jaciara's bitch-like expression. And, of course, we met other times ... even though I knew that the little whore was still giving herself to others, I didn't turn down the opportunity to fuck her!