Aunt Martha , please .

Brown with almond eyes, well-drawn eyebrows, curly black hair, full breasts and generous hips, as generous were her thighs. The most beautiful of my father's four sisters, there was no one who would not turn her neck in reverence as she crept past us. A woman of a beautiful smile, which was still beautiful when she showed her protruding cheeks. It was obvious that Uncle Evaristo, the husband, knew of the charms provoked by his wife. He knew and liked to know that she attracted the eyes of other men. But it wasn't just the eyes she attracted, Aunt Martha liked to push the boundaries, especially if it was a handsome young man, she adored, a mixture of humiliation and horny, she provoked the subject until he was completely overpowered, dominated and submissive to her powers. That's how Vitor (let's call him that) told me his unexpected story with Aunt Marta. ♪ ♪ - How are you, aunt? - Good morning, my dear. - I accept. - Did you sleep well? - I did. - I didn't say anything. - Where did the others go? It's just you and me now. - You're not going? - I'll go with you, but first I want to talk to you. - With me! She sat in the chair next to the table and crossed her legs showing her tanned thighs, this cousin of mine almost lost her breath, her breasts blowing from behind her orange bikini bra and her crossed thighs glowing. - I wanted to talk to you about something. Aunt Martha stared at this cousin of mine with those beautiful eyes. The bastard smile gradually formed on that round face. She studied the face as if it were a lab rat. Elbow resting on the edge of the table, fingers together gently smoothing the chin. The subject was getting clumsy, was guessing what she wanted. - I saw you last night, Vitinho. - You saw it! His heart almost coming out of his mouth, he panicked trying to imagine an explanation. I didn't expect that from you. - From me? - Where is it? - I don't know. - What's that? - My bikini panties, the red one you took. He said he didn't know where to put his face, that if he could, he'd dig a hole and bury himself. I don't know what came over me. I know how these things are, that's why I wanted to talk to you alone. - I won't do that again, Aunt, I swear. The guy almost cried, and she liked it that way. She wanted to see her nephew humble himself in front of her. He smiled and at the same time spoke in a soft voice. - I don't count, but where is it? - I put it on the pole outside. That's too bad. He said he didn't understand at the time, that he saw you were a little disappointed. - Why is that? I wanted to see the mark, the stain you left on her. - How do you know? She laughed, that laugh of a mature woman, a confident woman, master of the situation. I know, every woman knows what a man does when he takes her panties into the bedroom, especially the young ones, the young ones are the worst. - I swear I won't do it again. I know you don't, honey, you don't need it. - You can let me not do it, I swear. - I know, I know you don't. The guy was calming down, she was laughing all charming, her foot was rocking in a sensual way. He was lifting up to sairm thought he would get rid of all the embarrassment. - Well then, then I'm going... Yeah, but you owe me a favor, don't you think, after all? - I'm sorry, I said I'm not an aunt anymore. I know darling but I need your help one hand washes the other I lent you my panties so now maybe you can repay your aunt - Then what? Martha let out a short laugh, closed her mouth with her fingers together, lightly shaking her head and looking at her feet. - Poxa Vitor, if only the panties still had the marks on them, I'd accept just to have it back, but since you've cleaned up, you could let your aunt see. She stared at his waist, and the guy's dick started to grow, and the guy was desperate to shrink. Aunt knows how these things are, so you make me more curious. I know she didn't even give the guy time to think, but in a second, his swim trunks are up to his knees and down to his feet. He's a big boy, and he's very big. - Tiaaa, please! I never imagined your pockets would be so big, your uncle is not like that. - What's that? She didn't give it a second, and then her fingers would claw into the bags, her thin fingernails would scratch the skin, and it just got more and more exciting, and his cousin's dick would get steeper and harder, and he said it would even throb. - Our Victor... so hairy... and red... so tall... that's why little girls keep an eye on you, I know... your mother, she told me, she knows what mothers are like... we're all very jealous. She gave that nice laugh, showing her teeth lined up between the glowing cheeks. - It doesn't count for Flavia, you see! - I don't know. - Secrets, our secrets, there are, there are! Her eyes were glowing. Why don't you put it in your aunt's mouth? It was the best thing he'd ever felt in his life. When she started kissing the end of the stick, just passing her tongue and turning, he almost climbed the walls. We were just suspicious, but Vitor confirmed that she knew how to make a kiss. Ooohh! How she knew. Little by little she was getting more abused, she was swallowing the whole trunk, she was filling her mouth with Vitor's fucking and look it wasn't so small, that's what he told me. It was until she choked. - Aaahh! You must think I'm delicious, right? Aunt likes it, who doesn't like it? Moreover, this sour taste on the tip. This taste of a perverted man. There's no one to resist. She laughed and licked the head of the stick very slowly, him holding the stick in her face and her scratching his chest and belly with her white fingernails. - If I ask you for a favor you swear that you do, do Vitor? - What's that? Heinnnn... Fill your aunt's mouth, hmm? Please... I don't deserve it? After all, yesterday, you stained my panties. Imagine if your uncle finds out, hmm? How do you feel, poor me... She was talking in a crying voice at the same time that she was taking over the mast, she was taking control of the stick, she was shaking it hard, it all mellowed she was beating a hand job better than many whores. Flavia is jealous of you, so hard, so hot, even more wet, so... come on, come on, in your aunt's face, in your mouth! My cousin said he stood on tiptoe, his legs trembled, and he began to mock, the jets coming out, and he staining his aunt's face, and then stuffing his mouth. I'm going to go to the bathroom. My God, what a boy! She was so full of shit, she lost her shyness. Open your mouth, Aunt Martha. - It seems even your uncle. Who inherits does not steal. Oh, you've spoiled me all. It's even dripping on my chest. What a boy, that! Too bad I can't tell Flavia. She opened her mouth and admired their fucking milky tongue the white stripes scratching her face made Aunt Martha look even more like a whore she even sucked his fingers while he was getting dressed Tell him I'm just finishing up and I'll be right back. The lady doesn't want me to go with you. It's late, someone might be suspicious, you know how your uncle is, I can't give a damn, especially with your parents out there. - I need to talk to the lady. Now go, make sure he doesn't flag, doesn't say anything. He said he tried to kiss her and she barely let go, and the guy left in a hurry, and it took her a while to get to the beach, and from the look she gave him an hour ago, he understood the reason for the delay.