Randomly sodomised II

The elegant forty-something man got out of the car and handed over his keys to the doorman at a villa with dubious architecture. It was where Morgana, better known as Magui's daughter, lived with her in-laws. He had come to discuss their separation from each other and subsequent divorce. A servant led him straight into the library, where possibly none of those books have ever been opened or read. There stood the matriarch blaming herself for all existing bad taste, albeit quite expensive. Even her beauty was too much embellished by placing great emphasis on her red head and strongly delineated green eyes. Appearing much younger than she was in her forties, Vicky does not stand up and just gives Magui's father Joel his hand to kiss. He does so with a wry smile. She shakes a small bell and the servant brings out a tray containing a bottle of white wine and two glasses. One is offered to Joel who refuses it thankfully. Vicky, you should have asked me if I wanted wine before. What do you want to drink then, and why are you being so harsh on your Vicky? Vicky, darling you don't fool me I know what a treacherous snake you are What can I offer you as a woman to make you do anything with me? Magui gets the apartment, that's all we want. She's the one asking for a divorce from my Carlinhos and she almost killed him. It was just a plate she broke on his head. - He could still have a concussion... if your daughter's little outcast gives up her apartment, we drop the complaint. - Like you said before, what can I do for you to reverse this situation? - I want to move in with you, my husband doesn't mind he won't ask for a divorce because nothing here is his. What will your kids think of this deal, and what'll Zé Carlos do when he finds out you lost the apartment? I don't want to literally move in with you, but travel wherever you go and have this famous penis exuberance whenever I feel like it. What you lack is respect for other people's feelings... If you don't, we have nothing to discuss. Joel was already hard as a rock, but he tried to hide the excitement by crossing his legs. He always avoided Vicky's advances because he knew how manipulative and unscrupulous she was in her greed. I want to take a look at that beautiful figure of yours... which has always attracted me. I know that I'm attractive and always used my beauty to get what I wanted, but believe me when I tell you the truth no one has ever gotten close with me. - Shut up and take off your clothes! Joel's sudden cut and authoritarian tone stirred something in Vicky's head. At first she stared at him with angry eyes, but the next second began to feel a fervor invading her body before the dominating bodily expression of the man that she had desired for some time. But Vicki's domineering nature prevented her from going ahead with the game. Joel calmly got up, walked over to the drinks table and came back with his glass half full. He stood in front of Vicky, gave her a sip without taking his eyes off her greenish-colored eyeballs. When he lowered the cup while still staring at her, with lightning speed, he slapped her across the face. The violence of the slap was not so much that it frightened her off balance, as Vicky fell on the couch with a hand over her face and a defiant look at this man she had longed for in every way. - Take off your clothes, I said! Vicky pretended to resist by not making a move and letting her octopus-like lips glimpse the target teeth through which she hissed her horn. Joel slapped him again. Vicky threw his own head back, dismantling the hideous hairstyle and releasing the beautiful redhead. Joel passed one of his hands behind her head and pulled at her hair until their mouths stuck together and his tongue met that of the gorgeous blonde with anguish. Vicky is in an unusual position, she's standing with her knees slightly flexed and her head pulled back at a sharp angle that she has never experienced. Both arms are behind the body causing her breasts to swell, tearing off the buttons of her rose-colored fringe blouse. Her skirt has already risen up into her thighs, and when Joel interrupts his kiss and pushes her back, she rips herself apart leaving her naked from waist down. Joel leans a little and putting each hand on the fringes, pulls to one side, tearing off the rest of his blouse leaving target breasts only protected by the bra. Vicky has her head raised but eyes are closed and she murmurs something through half-open lips. The two hands that she had held back now rise up and release the brassiere clasp. The astonishingly firm full boobs jump for fascination of Joel's gaze. They are incredibly target at the bottom and pinkish and sardonic at the top. Without Joel expecting it, Vicky loops her arms around his hips and pulls him to herself. Her face leans sideways over the top of his groin as she feels on his belly the warmth and rigidity of the man's virility for which he yearns. - Take my roll out and do the job right, you little bitch! - But... but, I-I don't know how to do that. The eyes of that authoritarian woman, now begging for more enthusiasm the lust of Joel who leans again and kisses her fervently. Then he applies another slap Vicky is surprised but his body responds by sticking out all its hair leaving nipples tasty hardened and chest so wet gave the impression she had urinated such a stain forms on seat chair blindly searches for zipper pants with great effort manages to remove thick roll that your fingers can barely circulate it completely The beautiful green eyes and reddish hair framing Vicky's lovely face of pleading gaze, ask what she has to do now. The male places one hand behind her head and gently pulls it forward. Vicky ovals his lips without stopping looking at the masculine face of its male counterpart, feels the crumpled headdress coming towards them. Instinctively she begins swallowing and sucking simultaneously on the tip of the scalp. Joel presses a little more and she is frightened by the volume that already takes care of her mouth while both hands still hold the rest of the wig. Again she looks up as if asking what to do. Joel instructs her to relax the jaws and start sucking without worrying about how much saliva will run down her mouth. Joel instructs her to keep the teeth from rubbing against his sensitive glans skin and little by little she swallows more, letting saliva drain out of her mouth onto her breasts. Vicky has an exotic sensation that feels like pleasure being subjected in this way: a male pushes her mouth into its enormous salami telling her when to suck harder, when to succeed softer, how much to swallow, how long it will take for her head to slip off. This is how Joel's acting, and this is how Vicky gets her first orgasm by purposely sucking a stranger's dick like she was some hooker hired to do it in a dark alley as she hears Joel tell her. Vicky is so ecstatic at tasting the velvety firmness of Joel's roll that her whole being depends solely on his warm little mouth making contact with its reddish-mealy head, whose owner too is about to mock the formidable breeze which the octopus lips of the beautiful forty year old woman make upon him in such earnest effort that they do not even notice when the library room door opens and Vicky's son and Joel 's brother-in-law take their first steps quietly inside. Uncle Carlos is so surprised and outraged that it takes almost a minute for the first sound to be made, during which time he witnesses his father-in-law's slight swaying back and forth from the suction of his mother's little mouth on his cock. For a split second he didn't see his mother or father-in-law, but an extremely beautiful and mature woman almost sitting on the potatoes of her legs with nice thighs and firm sardonic breasts glowing from saliva dripping out of her mouth because she had managed to put a whole male dick inside her throat by letting its bag cover her rounded chin. Oh, my God, what's that? Only Joel took a small start at first. Vicky seemed to have heard nothing, but felt the presence of someone in the room. Then she rolled her eyes with Joel's roll inside mouth making an almost ninety-degree curve and smothering one of his cheeks. Due to tension, the hand of Joel that stroked Zé Carlos mother's hair was now involuntarily pressing against its groin, preventing it from letting escape the shame within the mouth and remaining with this astonished look and roll angle which warmed up on his cheek. Joel's experience in dealing with unusual situations on a day-to-day basis had given him an unequalled presence of mind and also a profound knowledge of body expressions. Instinctively he noticed that Vicky's son was intimidated to look at him, but could hardly take his eyes off her beautiful body and what she was doing. Calmly he relieved the pressure on his mother's face, thereby making it easier for her pyro to break loose from her oval lips and leap upward spreading saliva into the air. Vicky couldn't hide her embarrassment and sat down on the leg potatoes with her head lowered, staring at the shiny traces of saliva and semen stamped onto her breasts and thighs. Her body was still feverish but she felt chilly and afraid to look up and not control herself or open Joel's roll in front of her son. - What do you think, clown? Since your mother is busy right now go and come back in an hour she's not finished yet. - Dr. Joel, you may be my father-in-law but don't talk about my mother like that or I... I'm telling you to get out of here so as not to disturb your mother in what she likes doing, isn't that right mommy? That dialogue seemed to be adding more fuel to Vicky's fire of excitement. Rather than being further embarrassed by Joel's scornful words, it was arousing her in such a way that she rested her hands on each knee and turned her face toward the son with a cynical grin as if asking him somehow what he would do about her snogging his former father-in-law and standing there all naked before him. My little mother would be incapable of her free and spontaneous will to stay in this situation. However, an unbelieving Zé Carlos watches as his beautiful mother with her sensuously disheveled hair and unmade makeup around the eyes blinks a glance at him from afar. She lifts Joel's body slightly out of its previous position and swallows all that gleaming glitter by grasping it in both hands. Joel is also surprised by the defiant attitude of his ex-fiancé's mother and lets out a low scream of pleasure. - Either you sit there and watch or leave. The indignant Zé Carlos comes to turn around and take a step forward, but gives up and collapses in another armchair with the face of an embarrassed boy. He looks at his little mother twisting her beautiful body kneeling almost underneath his father-in-law's thighs, trying to reach all corners of his scrotal sac. For a moment he watches Joel smiling cynically asking him if he would like to receive a mouthful of those given by his little mommy. He opens his eyes and tries not to look any more at his mother's splendid body full of molasses for every drool she produces. Almost with tears in his eyes and wanting to hide his hardened manhood, the son suddenly gets up and heads for the door. Come back here, it's your mother calling you! Listen to your mother, come here and let her examine you. I'm a 24-year-old man, stop treating me like an idiot and you son of a bitch know that I have never disrespected your daughter in this way. Honey, honey your ex-father in law is not disrespecting me he's doing exactly what I want him to do despite appearances i am the boss here joel is being nothing but my show boy isn't that right prick? It's not like that, Vicky. And as for you, my son... you're a man enough to keep this between us because I intend on letting you fuck me once in a while. The son didn't answer, but the bulge in his pants was an affirmative response. So Vicky got up with help from Joel who also helped take off her panties. Then Vicky walked over to her son whose clothes were falling apart on the floor. The enchanted Zé Carlos did not move away when his own mother put her arms around his neck and the mouth with its peculiar mark of oval lips stuck to hers. His son didn't care for the chin or the mouth laced with sperm and saliva that kissed him like she was in love. I want you to mock inside my mouth, in your mother's little mouth. Joel wasn't happy with what Vicky had told him. Even in submission she was still the dominant one. But the sight of that spectacular body practicing a kiss on his own son made him throw all his pride to the wind. He would at least give her fuck for life. So, before her son's beast could have fun, Joel pulled her out from being sucking his own child's dick and sat her down on his lap, swallowing the whole thing up with xotinha. Vicky trembled like crazy when she realized that her son had penetrated into her and stuck his mouth back in hers. It seemed as if Zé was filled with happiness whenever the mother kissed him. Then Vicky felt the body's weight on her back and its curl going to keep company of the child inside her little squeeze. You're killing me, you two inside of me at the same time! Oh my God, oh my god... I am going to die from so much fun. The son feels the thickness of his former father-in-law's roll rubbing on hers. His mother's tongue is wonderfully coiled in hers. He had never imagined that her mother was so beautiful despite her appearance as an American suburban cunt. He would have discovered true motherly love. She was his mother married to his father whom he could not fuck, because it would be disrespectful and wouldn't give him a boner. But she was also his mother who was treated like a whore by her lover and therefore he might screw her anyway too. Reasoning this way, he figured that if Morgana was still just his wife, he could only fuck her as a wife. But if she had a lover then yes he could do anything with her. He now didn't want the divorce anymore. He wanted Magui to have a lover and they should stay married. Teach me how to fuck my mommy, will you? - You must first pay homage to her little brat, my boy! In an almost ecstatic state, Vicky is positioned in such a way on the couch that her buttocks are tucked and her bust leans against the arm of the sofa. While Joel's roll is swallowed by Vicky, he firmly opens both fleshy parts and looking at her son tells him to stick out his tongue as much as possible. Uncle Carlos does more than this. It seems like seeing his mother's splendid tail drives him crazy. He appears to have the same talent for sucking other people's puddles. And Joel shows how one should do pre-dilation with their fingers. Each one can put two fingers together, so for a few minutes Vicky's pillow was filled with four toes. When it seems to Joel that Vicky can't take the excitement anymore, he asks his son to move away because he will show him how you should proceed in order to eat your own mother's pillow. In the first few inches, Carlinhos sees his mother's little ass trying to escape from penetration of her broken head. But Joel holds it with both hands by the hips and the son seems happy at gargling the role of the male who sodomizes his mother and pushing further into its already enlarged pillow. Uncle Carlos masturbates while holding Joel's roll that disappears inside the ring on his mom's cushion. Vicky is still feeling that uncomfortable little ache, but nothing in the world would stop her from having those excellent males revealing all of their sexuality's secrets to her, especially one being his son. And he gradually goes on disclosing his whole real sexual nature. The son has never felt so much pleasure in life as at that moment when a man stands with almost all the immense scroll inside his mother's narrow and rosy asshole. Once again, Carlinhos surprises Joel and himself. He leans until his face is very close to where the beautiful butt of his mother gets invaded by her father-in-law's roll and drops as much spit as he can do right near the entrance of the anal cavity and on top of the thick column that already starts an in and out quite slowly. For a fraction of a second, Zé Carlos had to make a superhuman effort not to fall from mouth brushing with his tongue his mother's cock and doughnut . The two men notice when Vicky starts twitching, no longer from annoyance but from pleasure, snorting and shaking her head back and forth. Her son goes to the other end, bends down and kisses her passionately. But she needs air and screams as the greatest orgasm of his life is approaching. Joel can now rest his groin on Carlinhos' mother's octopus-like butt. Without anyone waiting, Vicky's son sits in Joel's legs and manages to get his mouth up to her. It doesn't take more than a minute with the cleverness of his tongue for his mother to bark like crazy when she reaches the first big orgasm from many who will come. He only stops sucking it when he realizes that Joel is also having fun and he does not think well about him being sucked by his little mom while sperm falls on his face. Both Joel and Vicky don't pay much attention when Carlinhos takes his mother's panties, puts them up to her nose and mouth and silently masturbates until he laughs. He then dresses and leaves the library. Minutes later he returns in a bathrobe. I'm going to give you a good bath, just like the lady did with me. Joel starts to get dressed, seeing mother and son move away towards the door. Well at least he managed that his daughter didn't lose her apartment and in the end it had been worthwhile for him to wear such a robe. Vicky's fiancée was really quite a woman. A tremendous whore. Wonderful bitch. We need to find Magui a lover so we can do the same thing with her. Joel's chin came off.