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Neither Elza nor her daughter Joanna were happy to come and spend a month with the rest of the family in Joanna's husband's beautiful beach house. They didn't show it openly, on the contrary, they gave all the Ahs and Ohs of enthusiasm that their husbands exclaimed all the time. There was a fifth person who openly demonstrated that she hated being there: Janine, the daughter and younger sister of Elsa and Joanna. As she neared her 15th birthday, she hated having to move away from her natural habitat, which was her friends and the shopping malls. Her older sister and her mother had their motives... their lovers. Joanna had been married for six months and was already seven months pregnant. Her mother, Elza, had a lover, a friend of Professor Bruno and eight years younger than her. Mother and daughter were accomplices and used to participate in orgies between the four of them without caring whether they were incestuous or not. The curious thing is that Elza only found herself fully satisfied sexually a few months ago when she had just turned thirty-five. Her daughter Joanna had been deflowered into sex without boundaries also shortly before her. Joanna was about to turn seventeen and the marriage to Jamil happened because it was discovered that she was pregnant and for his own interest, who loved her unconditionally. That's why both of them were upset about leaving behind their men on duty. Somewhere in this cyberspace of erotic websites, there's an early history of them. It was Jamil's construction company that had built the two houses, about a hundred and twenty meters away from each other. The neighbor was called Rafer, he was less than thirty years old and was already a rich man. His house had a wooden deck around a pool. This deck extended like a pier up to about five meters into the water, allowing the docking of boats. There was a fraternization between the neighbors and Rafer smelled the heat of the two older women. Janine seemed to be oblivious to everything and never looked at him, although Rafer had noticed her. It was natural for everyone to end up in the pool of Rafer's house, except Janine. Uh, where's, uh, what's her name again, your youngest daughter? Janine, don't worry, she's in that boring teenage phase, she doesn't talk to me or her sister, she's more attached to her father, she doesn't even talk to him, isn't he sweet? - Anyone want to go for a boat ride? In this state, I think I'm gonna be a little nauseous, but I think Mom and Dad would love it. Elza and her husband are the only ones on board with Rafer, and they've been sailing for ten minutes, feeling the wind in their faces, when her husband starts to feel sick and then runs to the edge of the boat and throws up everything in his stomach. A naughty smile is on Elza's face as Rafer looks at her questioningly. Elza, there's a bunk downstairs, put him there and keep him company. The small yacht makes a long turn to return, Elza appears on the catwalk saying that her husband is recovering and removes the sarong that concealed his body. Rafer slows down, staring into the perfect, voluptuous body of the guy's wife who's down there lying on the bunk ready to be horned. You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen. But I do if you're referring to being here on this boat! Elza's thick thighs rub hard against Rafer's muscular thighs as their mouths try to swallow each other's tongues. - We don't have much time. So let me suck you right now! And Elza, with her breasts already full out of her bra, is lowering herself down at the same time as she is lowering Rafer's bermuda, making her sturdy roll loose and jump in the air as if she wanted to get rid of his groin. - I think... I think we should... stop the boat... For about five minutes there was only the moaning coming from Elza's full mouth and the hissing of the air passing through the teeth of Rafer who has a cynical look on his face as he looks at the top of the brown hair moving in front of his groin. Finally, Elza gives a couple of longer moans and her hand moves frantically on the chest. She pushes her head forward until her chin is against her new lover's bag. She stays like this for a few seconds sucking with all her facial muscles. At this very moment, she imagines that it is the torso of Daniel, her young lover. I thought Daniel would be my only man, but here I am ending up in the role of a stranger, as if he was my macho for a long time! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, how sweet is this velvety head pouring his seed little by little! I'll give everything to this guy! I want to get out of here with my burning pillow! Rafer interrupts Elza's thoughts, for she is almost joking. Do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... do you want to... Without taking her lips around the scroll, Elza shakes her head affirmatively, staring at him with dead eyes, like two emeralds. Rafer is confused, he doesn't know if her statement is meant to be taken out or made fun of, but he didn't have time to decide, the hormones did it for him. A flood of semen is thrown into the mouth of the beautiful woman, flooding her so much that her throat is unable to swallow what is ejaculated and she chokes, causing sneezings mixed with saliva and semen to be expelled from between her lips and the penile spine. Rafer knows what that exuberant type of woman likes, to feel burned, used, abused, and satiated by a hard-oned penis, and she reminds him of the only woman he's ever loved who wasn't reciprocated emotionally, but was reciprocated sexually. Rafer lifts her from her seated position on his leg potatoes and abruptly turns her back on him, then bends her over the map table and takes off her panties. Elza allows herself to be moved obediently by looking into his eyes hypnotically at all times, even when she has to turn her head over her shoulder to see him hunched over and with his face at the height of his splendid buttocks. Soak your roll in my bowl just a little bit... then put it all on my pillow! Rafer did exactly what Elza asked, and he noticed that she had a slight expression of pain on her pretty face as the head of his dick invaded her anus. Rafer stood still as she rolled gently, pacing herself to be dragged without laceration, the work of someone who's mastered the art of ass-whooping. He knew he couldn't fall in love with that woman because she must be thinking about her male right now. The smile with half-open mouth, eyes closed and head gently rocking back and forth indicated that when she asked him to push harder or to go slower, she was addressing the absent lover. The consolation for Rafer was that he was doing very well, and the long whisper and the shake that Elza's buttocks made for a good three minutes was proof of that. The beautiful woman was with her top spread over the map table. Rafer with his hands on his hips did not take more than two minutes to mock as well. Seemingly falling over her, Elza feels the strong embrace around her waist as the muscle of her shoulder near her neck is lightly bitten, where it has pale marks from previous bites. When it's all over, Rafer retreats until his molasses scroll pulls away from Elza's reddened and dilated pillow. He sits in the command chair, waiting for his breathing to return to normal. In front of her, Elza is still in the same position, but with her upper body raised and looking over her shoulder, one hand reaching up to one of her buttocks and pulling it to the side, exposing her anal opening. Both she and Rafer watch the dilation diminish until it looks normal, but slightly swollen and a little red. If you've taken advantage of my husband's situation to subject me to your bestial depravities, take us back, I'm going downstairs to take care of my poor husband! Rafer's shaking his head, knowing that woman's gonna take him over.