Orgy of the Mother-in-Law
What I'm about to tell you actually happened, and to be precise, on January 6, 2002.
I'm 37 years old, and I live in the Recreio dos Bandeirantes, my wife Monica, was very ill with the flu, and my mother-in-law, Dona Martha, came to spend the weekend with us, to see if she could forget a little of her problems. Dona Martha, has always been a lady worthy of all respect, by all of her family, and her friends. She never gave us the freedom to say a bad word, no matter how small it was in front of her.
When Dona Martha saw that my wife was sick with the flu, she was very sad, because besides her daughter being sick, it would make a walk on the beach impossible.
But Monica asked me to accompany her mother to the beach, and take a nice walk, talk, because she was in need.
After much insistence, Dona Martha agreed, and went to put on her bikini. My mother-in-law is not a very beautiful woman with a face, but has a well-groomed body, and a fairly fitted butt for a 55-year-old crown. Her bikini was dark blue, quite discreet, and covered everything that was possible, not letting even a little bit of the butt appear.
We went to the beach, we walked a lot, we talked about various subjects, and about 3:00 p.m., we decided to stop at a stall to eat something. I, I don't dispense a beer, and I went straight to order a good ice cream. Lady Martha looked at me, and spoke, my son, today I am also in need of an ice cream. I confess that I was a bit surprised, because I had only seen Lady Martha drink, and very rarely, a dose of liquor.
Meanwhile, a young girl arrives on the scene with some instruments, and they immediately start playing some pagodas.
Mrs. Martha, after a few glasses, began to move in her chair, trying to keep up with the rhythm. I was smiling inside, because I was noticing a certain excitement in the crown, something I had never seen before.
We continued to drink, and the pagoda was heating up, and Mrs. Martha, already somewhat cheerful, looked at the boys in the group, and smiled, as if approving of the show.
With all that drinking, I felt like peeing, and having nowhere else to go, I told my mother-in-law that I would go to the beach to get water for my knee, she smiled and said go as soon as I'm fine.
When I'm pissing heavily, I look at the tent and I see Lady Martha standing next to the boys, and bouncing, going to the floor and lifting. I didn't understand anything, and I began to approach, without letting her see me, to see how far her audacity would go.
One of the boys, the one with the tambourine, started to samba, and rubbed the tambourine on her ass, and with that, she got more excited, pushed her ass and rolled.
The boy came up behind her, and began to tighten her butt. The girl was obviously sung, and presented the hard stick. The others laughed at that bastard who was doing with the crown. That, I confess, was making me excited, but at the same time, I did not believe what I was seeing.
Miss Martha, to further embellish the show, as she was the only woman in the place, pulled her bikini all the way up her ass, leaving that white bundle all on display.
At the time of the championship, I was really thinking about eating the old woman, but at the same time, I didn't know if she was a real whore, or if it was the effect of the drink on a head that was full of problems. I, despite the desire, still thought so, but the guys, all got up, made a circle, put Dona Martha in the middle, and everyone rubbed, who was behind, put his hand on the breasts of the old woman, tearing off the bra, and leaving their breasts exposed, who was in front, began to suck. It was already getting dark, and the beach by this time, was already empty, except for that tent.
Miss Martha, her legs weren't coordinated anymore, and I had already reached the table where I was before, but I didn't say anything, I let the thing roll, I was just a voyeur.
The boys were already all with their sticks out, rubbing, and having Dona Martha hold two of them. They put the old woman seated in a chair, lifted up her legs, and the first to take the bait, was the owner of the stall, a belly crown and with beard to be made, all dirty and sweaty. And I there, witnessing that this woman all serious, was taking the bait of a man of that. They all got in, and made her suck. They treated the crown like a real old whore. They turned Dona Martha, and put her backside on the back of a chair, leaving her butt to mercy. The younger one opened her butt, and licked her pussy, and she, in turn, moaned and cried for food, and asked for it to be called a phrase of the bitch. A price that left me crazy, and that I do not forget to this day: he puts in my butt, and leaves me with all his spurs, and leaves me without spurs.
The biggest of them, he called me to party, but I confess I refused, I didn't know where it would end.
As I was not, the greatest of them aimed his stick at the crown's tail, and thrust in with all his might, causing Dona Martha to let out the loudest scream and to faint.
In fact, Dona Martha put it out, but the guy didn't stop, kicked the old woman's ass, even mocked, and the younger one, went right behind, also kicking her ass. Even those who could no longer stand to fuck, stuck their stick in the old woman's ass and laughed, those who didn't stick their stick, stuck one or two fingers in her ass, and said: take your whore you don't want to stay with that ass without a fold.
By the time the party was over, it was literally night, and the kids were gone, leaving me alone with Miss Martha, who was completely wiped out, sweaty, dirty, with her bikini all ripped off. It was the ultimate sacrifice to get her to my car and go home. My hard-on didn't show up, and when I got home, my wife was worried, and I had to tell her that we had been mugged in a drag on the beach, and that she needed to give her mother a tranquilizer. To this day, my wife doesn't believe what I told her, and the worst part is, Miss Martha doesn't remember anything that happened on the beach, or at least she says she doesn't.
I'm 37 years old, and I live in the Recreio dos Bandeirantes, my wife Monica, was very ill with the flu, and my mother-in-law, Dona Martha, came to spend the weekend with us, to see if she could forget a little of her problems. Dona Martha, has always been a lady worthy of all respect, by all of her family, and her friends. She never gave us the freedom to say a bad word, no matter how small it was in front of her.
When Dona Martha saw that my wife was sick with the flu, she was very sad, because besides her daughter being sick, it would make a walk on the beach impossible.
But Monica asked me to accompany her mother to the beach, and take a nice walk, talk, because she was in need.
After much insistence, Dona Martha agreed, and went to put on her bikini. My mother-in-law is not a very beautiful woman with a face, but has a well-groomed body, and a fairly fitted butt for a 55-year-old crown. Her bikini was dark blue, quite discreet, and covered everything that was possible, not letting even a little bit of the butt appear.
We went to the beach, we walked a lot, we talked about various subjects, and about 3:00 p.m., we decided to stop at a stall to eat something. I, I don't dispense a beer, and I went straight to order a good ice cream. Lady Martha looked at me, and spoke, my son, today I am also in need of an ice cream. I confess that I was a bit surprised, because I had only seen Lady Martha drink, and very rarely, a dose of liquor.
Meanwhile, a young girl arrives on the scene with some instruments, and they immediately start playing some pagodas.
Mrs. Martha, after a few glasses, began to move in her chair, trying to keep up with the rhythm. I was smiling inside, because I was noticing a certain excitement in the crown, something I had never seen before.
We continued to drink, and the pagoda was heating up, and Mrs. Martha, already somewhat cheerful, looked at the boys in the group, and smiled, as if approving of the show.
With all that drinking, I felt like peeing, and having nowhere else to go, I told my mother-in-law that I would go to the beach to get water for my knee, she smiled and said go as soon as I'm fine.
When I'm pissing heavily, I look at the tent and I see Lady Martha standing next to the boys, and bouncing, going to the floor and lifting. I didn't understand anything, and I began to approach, without letting her see me, to see how far her audacity would go.
One of the boys, the one with the tambourine, started to samba, and rubbed the tambourine on her ass, and with that, she got more excited, pushed her ass and rolled.
The boy came up behind her, and began to tighten her butt. The girl was obviously sung, and presented the hard stick. The others laughed at that bastard who was doing with the crown. That, I confess, was making me excited, but at the same time, I did not believe what I was seeing.
Miss Martha, to further embellish the show, as she was the only woman in the place, pulled her bikini all the way up her ass, leaving that white bundle all on display.
At the time of the championship, I was really thinking about eating the old woman, but at the same time, I didn't know if she was a real whore, or if it was the effect of the drink on a head that was full of problems. I, despite the desire, still thought so, but the guys, all got up, made a circle, put Dona Martha in the middle, and everyone rubbed, who was behind, put his hand on the breasts of the old woman, tearing off the bra, and leaving their breasts exposed, who was in front, began to suck. It was already getting dark, and the beach by this time, was already empty, except for that tent.
Miss Martha, her legs weren't coordinated anymore, and I had already reached the table where I was before, but I didn't say anything, I let the thing roll, I was just a voyeur.
The boys were already all with their sticks out, rubbing, and having Dona Martha hold two of them. They put the old woman seated in a chair, lifted up her legs, and the first to take the bait, was the owner of the stall, a belly crown and with beard to be made, all dirty and sweaty. And I there, witnessing that this woman all serious, was taking the bait of a man of that. They all got in, and made her suck. They treated the crown like a real old whore. They turned Dona Martha, and put her backside on the back of a chair, leaving her butt to mercy. The younger one opened her butt, and licked her pussy, and she, in turn, moaned and cried for food, and asked for it to be called a phrase of the bitch. A price that left me crazy, and that I do not forget to this day: he puts in my butt, and leaves me with all his spurs, and leaves me without spurs.
The biggest of them, he called me to party, but I confess I refused, I didn't know where it would end.
As I was not, the greatest of them aimed his stick at the crown's tail, and thrust in with all his might, causing Dona Martha to let out the loudest scream and to faint.
In fact, Dona Martha put it out, but the guy didn't stop, kicked the old woman's ass, even mocked, and the younger one, went right behind, also kicking her ass. Even those who could no longer stand to fuck, stuck their stick in the old woman's ass and laughed, those who didn't stick their stick, stuck one or two fingers in her ass, and said: take your whore you don't want to stay with that ass without a fold.
By the time the party was over, it was literally night, and the kids were gone, leaving me alone with Miss Martha, who was completely wiped out, sweaty, dirty, with her bikini all ripped off. It was the ultimate sacrifice to get her to my car and go home. My hard-on didn't show up, and when I got home, my wife was worried, and I had to tell her that we had been mugged in a drag on the beach, and that she needed to give her mother a tranquilizer. To this day, my wife doesn't believe what I told her, and the worst part is, Miss Martha doesn't remember anything that happened on the beach, or at least she says she doesn't.
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