Remembering Liaison II

The beautiful, mature woman, kneeling in front of a naked young man, has half his penis swallowed by the mouth of fleshy lips. The excitement of both is so much that the accumulation of saliva and seminal drool squirts from the sides of the mouth, dripping down the chin and coming to drip into their fat breasts. Rafer, the young man, gently swings the body while Ingha breathes heavily through the nostrils with one hand tucked between the superbas thighs and the other masturbates firmly the rest of the muscular spine that is out of the mouth. Inga, baby! You... you... you're gonna make me... make fun of... Again! I... I wanted your ass... again! Leave it, will you? - Huum huum... Give me... just give me... Just a little more... your semen! - What? I can't... I can't, honey! Yeah, I'm almost done! And nothing helped him hold on. Ingha even choked on the flood of semem that got to quench her cheeks and further increased the draining out of her lips. Her hand between her thighs accelerated further the fingering on the clique and then a tremor takes over her body and with a hoarse, loud hiccups, she lets the thick toron escape her mouth, spreading a drool of luxury in the air. Still feeling the pleasures of orgasm, Rafer observes that sexual goddess squirming, huffing and sobbing at his feet. The fun is so intense that for a few seconds he feels dizzy. Rafer drops himself in an armchair while still masturbating having the last tremors of the strong joy given by Ingha's mouth. Passing her tongue around her lips, collecting what she calls love juice, Ingha looks excited, that beautiful young man sitting and still masturbating the thick pillar of muscles and thick blue veins. From the top of the gland still appears from time to time sperm bubbles. She remembers what he had asked for seconds before the ejaculatory explosion in her mouth. Chasing between his thighs, Ingha takes his hand away and falls off his mouth one more time. But do it for a few seconds. Then she does a weird climb, climbing one leg over the couch then the other, like a spider. Rafer's face is wrapped in the thick, firm breasts licked with her own sperm and saliva. He feels it when the mouth of Ingha's anus slowly swallows his head. She throws the redheaded hairdresser back, and her mouth spreads out looking for air as she sits on her young lover's chest until she feels his pubes scratch her all around the ass ring. The luxury of being entangled by such a young male, twenty years younger than her, there in one of the rooms of her mansion, while her husband and son Eduardo, Rafer's college friend, are working, leaves Ingha with that euphoria of doing the forbidden divine, getting the pleasure that, the more debaucherous, the more intense. Her two hands go to each side of Rafer's head that supports her on the back of the couch. With this point of support, Ingha slowly starts a sensual twirling without letting the slightest portion of Rafer's salami come out of his cuss. Rafer bites his teeth and hands hold heavily on his employer's wife's glutes. Ingha lowers her head, closes her eyes and, with her nostrils dilated looking for oxygen, gradually accelerates her roll. When she throws her head back a few minutes later, she gives a long roar and takes one hand quickly into the middle of her thighs. Rafer feels the grip around his penis at the same time that the agonizing and splendoring feeling of joy takes over his body. One thought goes through his head as he embraces her torso by finding, from the top to the bottom, with his crotch against the squeaky ass of his friend Edu. “Man! It doesn’t even look like she’s been screwed for the second time in her life!” Rafer is referring to the second time that Christmas Eve morning. In fact, when Ingha was fifteen years old and still dating Manfredo, he had sodomized her, but due to inexperience on his part, the act was not pleasant due to fecal odor. - Holy shit! What time is it? I still have to buy the presents for tonight! That's why I showed up at the firm this morning, to get an idea of what Manfredo would like to win... and then meet him getting sucked by his secretary!! What an asshole! Well... now he's cuckold too! - What? And he told me to calm you down. And bring you home, too! And I had one of the most enjoyable days of my life with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen! I don't know what I was thinking for letting me take it! Well, it's no use rambling what I did wrong or not. The fact is, you helped me transform! - What? How nice of you to think so, Ingha dear! You can now say you really have matured! - You cocksucker! Well... let's get going. And you stay with me! No going back to the office! Anyone watching them walking around the shops would think they could be brothers or coworkers. Ingha sweated youth, sensuality and beauty. Her red hair and deep blue eyes, face of fleshy lips doll, gave her an unusual look of beauty. Your body is not even spoken of! Long legs, thick thighs in the same proportion as the powdery buttocks she seemed to hate. It was necessary for that young scoundrel to change her mind and start to appreciate her derriére, now her new source of pleasure. Still, he resented not finding clothes ready to dress him properly. "Fuck it!" From now on she would think so, for no clothing would spoil the perfection of the curves of her buttocks and she was absolutely right about it. In addition, Rafer appeared, his splendid penis and his perfect conjunction with his anus that for twenty years waited to feel all that exotic pleasure. - It's okay. What do you think of that bracelet? It's very beautiful and... Even more expensive! That's what Manfredo's gonna give me! His gift was already secured this morning! Rafer, looking around, sees on a tray, a fruit arrangement made of pure silver-90. He also liked a ring with a big sapphire on top. Two hours later, with the back seat full of bags, Ingha insisted he put the Cadillac in the garage. They both knew they couldn't be alone, because while one was hardening the other was humidifying. - Give it to me, Rafer! Give it to me! If you have milk... even better! - What? I'll give it to you if you make it nice and sweet for your ass! Your ass leaves me with a boundless compulsion! - It's okay. Why do you always have to go with the language? Why don't you just tell me you want to eat my ass, sweetheart! Her son's friend arches when she swallows half of his roll at once and caresses the rest of the column with one hand, while the other goes straight into the middle of her own thighs. Thus, sucking with suffering the employee of her husband, Ingha begins to have a slight tremor indicating that she is close to orgasm. Rafer feels an urgent desire to sodomize her. It's very uncomfortable in the car. Soon, he pulls her out of there and the slope on top of the hood. He caresses his buttocks and separates them, leaving exposed the swollen from both being dilated and contracted that morning. Then he leans over and gently kisses all around the little ring giving long licks until Ingha herself makes him release a little bit to soon then contract it. - Damn it, Ingha! How jealous I am of Edu! If I had a mother like you, I'd be spying on you for everything that's a lock, a door lock and stuff! Did you ever do that? How exciting! - Beautiful depraved! Open your ass... open up, mommy dear! Ingha can't tell what turned her on the most. Rafer's act impersonating his son or his own act of being sodomized there in the garage of his house. Later, Rafer returned to the jewelry store. You asked for the two pieces he liked. The silver pear and the ring with the big sapphire. You said you'd pay cash, but you wanted a discount. Then he instructed the craftsman as he wanted the two pieces to be united. The night, besides Ingha's husband and son, there were two other couples of family friends. She was exuberant radiating so much beauty and sensuality that the female wing simply went out. Manfredo was frowning, but he looked at her with a thousand excuses. I also noticed she was changed. Rafer, in disguise, delivers the case to you with that expensive bracelet. He just picked him up without thanking him and put him in his pocket. Rafer stares at him for a few seconds. Then you turn your back on him. There was the gift exchange and friends were already starting to say goodbye. One of those goodbyes, Rafer pulled Ingha into the bathroom. Pulling her up against the door, you kiss her passionately. - Don't! Not here! You want to ruin everything! Kiss me again and let's get out of here! Without answering, Rafer takes out of his pocket the jewel he had adapted and displays in front of Ingha's face. She doesn't seem to understand. A silver pear of normal size having a ring with huge sapphire fixed on the part where the branch would be. She ovalized her lips when he suggested I put it in his mouth. He sticks his pear in until he's just left the ring out, like a blue pacifier. When Rafer removed the artifact from her lips, she gave a spitted slime on the opposite end of the ring. Ingha and Rafer's minds matched as well as her anus and his penis. She just turned her back on him, lifted up her dress until her fabulous ass appeared. Without removing her panties, only by pushing her aside when she separated her buttocks with her hands, offering the sight of her reddish anus. It burned a little when the tip bump pulled over and forced the entrance through the swollen little ring. The whole pear was introduced slowly and before the end, Ingha frantically caressed her clitoris. Only the sapphire was left out like a blue lighthouse. Rafer pulled away the hair that covered a part of his neck and kept kissing him there until a little pink spot appeared. With one hand he covered the mouth of that mother and wife of others when he felt that she came and his cry was so muffled. Minutes later, Manfredo and Eduardo saw Ingha appear in the room, a little unscathed. - I think I drank too much! I've had a tremendous slip! Where's Rafer? - What? He told me he was going to sleep – his son Eduardo answered.