The pension - part two VOYEUR

The boarding house located inside was not crowded, but there were always customers and work for Marisa the owner, a lady who was a widow, about 55 years, who hid secrets from her guests, cameras installed inside all the rooms, just to satisfy his fetish of watching couples fucking and having fun. Her consolation was her constant company, what she liked most was to be alone in her cozy room, to lie on her huge bed and shove her consolation in her little tub imagining that it was her late husband putting in her vagina as he did all his life, he could satisfy all Marisa's desires, after his death Marisa had never gone out with anyone. Her husband helped her to install all the cameras in the room, he was the only person who knew her secret, now without his presence, Marisa continued to use her tricks to observe the roles of her clients, she liked to see the way they got in, whether it was strong or cute, regardless, she was addicted to masturbating, she lived with a foul mouth all the time. Ernesto, was the supplier of milk and eggs for Marisa's pension, he was approximately 60 years old and always tried to invest in a romance with the lady, but she never gave ball, she found him beautiful, was curious to know the size of his role and his performance, but the respect and fidelity to the late husband still endured. "It's busy here today", Ernesto said to Marisa at the front desk, watching some customers go back and forth from their rooms and the dining room. A couple with their daughter were waiting for the keys, the couple caught Ernesto's attention The man looked 50 years old and the woman too, the man was obese but had a strong body, he was medium height, bald, his name was Mauricio His wife had a body, she was a real MILF with huge wavy hair and painted blond, painted nails, busty breasts, wore heels, a real turkey, Rita was a bitch, she looked at Ernesto drying him, Ernesto did not beg and looked back Marisa noticed the whole scene, she never let anything go straight in her mind, Marisa's attention and insight were her greatest qualities. His employee Flavio handed the keys to Mauricio but couldn't help but notice their daughter Dayane, she was about 18 years old, newly completed, smooth hair, painted red, was wearing glasses and listening to music with the headset connected to her mobile phone, she didn't seem to pay much attention to anyone in the guesthouse, but when she looked at Flavio she felt an itch between her legs, she was a virgin, unlike her mother she didn't give any value to men, that feeling was something new to her. Rita couldn't stop noticing old Ernesto, even though he was 60 years old he was a conservative man, with strong arms and broad shoulders, Ernesto's figure was stiffening just looking at the flirtation of Marisa's mature client. Mauricio her husband also noticed but seemed not to care, on the contrary the bastard was also getting rough on seeing his wife wanting to give to an old countryman, the two thanked Flavio, took the keys, said goodbye to everyone and went up to their rooms. Dayane would be in a room separated from her parents to have her privacy, while the couple climbed the stairs together with her daughter, Flavio noticed Dayane's rabbi, his back showing it highlighted by his blouse with thin sleeves. He had fallen in love with the girl as soon as he saw her, his underwear was already moist. It was Carnival time, the city was on fire at that time with various tourists and parties and concerts throughout the day and night, several university students from the neighboring city had lunch at the pension, work was running for all the employees of the pension, but the operation remained firm and strong and with excellent level of service. Marisa was known for controlling her business with iron hands, rigid yet with a huge heart she always took care of her employees and treated them like family. Flavius was the youngest of them, a young boy in search of a job, she adopted him, she liked his obedience and also his rustic beauty. He was not handsome but had his charm, his mysterious and quiet way left her intrigued. She had never seen him look at a customer like that before; the jealousy ran through her mind affecting her senses; she herself was not aware of her own interest in the young man until that moment. "We had barely arrived and you were already keeping an eye on the old man", said Maurice, looking at Rita, who was packing her bags, bent over with her buttocks glued to her dress. Maurice always got a hard-on at seeing his wife in that position, even after so many years of marriage. That guy's roll shouldn't go any higher, she said as she looked at her clothes in the suitcase and in the closet, calculating the size of it. - She only turned her head staying in the same position with the rabbi pointed at her husband, an expression of doubt on her face. - I was excited to think of that old man eating you in front of me - he gave a malicious smile and lowered his head thoughtfully - Would you do that for me? - the suggestion remained in his look after his speech Mauricio knew that Vera fulfilled all his fantasies, the marriage that had lasted 25 years but that remained with the same fire from the beginning, the couple adherents of the swing, always found a way to spice up the relationship, there was no mesmice, social morality was far from being respected in this relationship. But even so the love of the two was evident, it was what united them, the insatiable desire, the fantasies, the pleasures. Encouraged by her husband's boldness, Vera lifted her dress slightly, letting part of her butt and panties show. - I'd do anything for you - she kept pulling up her dress, now you could see the shape of her Xana, it was a huge bouquet, with huge lips, with the hail jumping out. Her husband approached leaning behind her and positioning himself with his face between his butt, as he put his wife's panties to the side, he felt the smell of his honey that he knew so well, the smell of sweat from the long journey. She put her tongue in her mouthpiece and made slow upward and downward movements spreading her honey all over the length of Xana. He opened his wife's buttocks with his hands, the buttocks had some spines and stretch marks which excited him even more, the taste of his wife dominated his palate. What made his stick hard, the way he was crouched his stick was pressed against the underwear sucking a little. He got up and opened his pants, began to fuck his wife, feeling his bouquet melar even more all his dick, with each stroke the honey of the two mixed, all being recorded with Marisa's cameras she would have a good content to be satisfied with that couple staying in his boarding house. The days passed and they were pleasant in the guesthouse, the couple was completely used to it and the daughter immersed in her books and cell phone, the exchange of glances between Flavio and her always rolled, but the first conversation was far from happening. With two days left until checkout, the family decided to go to the town carnival and this decision would shake their lives even more. The square next to the guesthouse was crowded with people, numerous food stalls, the family felt at ease in the environment, Mauricio had a few beers while Vera preferred hot drinks like Vodka and Cognac. Dayane soon saw Flavio with a group of friends and if together with the young people, Flavio had a very handsome friend who caught the attention of the young woman his name was Marcio. Dayane's parents soon lined up in front of a food stall, and that stall was precisely Ernesto's, the milk and eggs deliveryman from the boarding house. As soon as Vera saw him working, she asked her husband for the two of them to sit at the table next to him. Vera was wearing a falling green tomara and white shorts and red sandals, which she contracted with her white feet, pink painted nails, Ernesto got excited as soon as he saw her, that smile to him was an invitation, and he was willing to accept the danger that the husband's jealousy could arouse, he wanted to fuck with that lady. Vera kept looking at him during the party, and he returned every look, every gesture, served the drinks and exchanged jokes also with Maurice insinuating how beautiful his wife was, she automatically got flattered and wet. Parallel to her parents' conversation with Ernesto the milk man, Dayane intensified the chat with Flavio and his friend Marcio, the three of them went to explore the place a little more. - Do you want to smoke a Beck with us? - Said Flavio to Dayane he was looking with a look of boy bombing. - Said Dayane as she did her hair, she'd never smoked but she was interested in staying with the two of you at the party, she was wet just from being around those two strong young boys. The three of them entered the church of the city and accessed the upper floor, the place was always used by Flavio and Márcio to smoke, the two were friends since childhood, they knew all the secrets of that city. Flavio boiled the alley skillfully and quickly, Dayane watched his hands, watched his tongue as he passed the gum on the silk, observed that he did not let a single piece of marijuana fall on the floor. His movements were attractive, his body expression made her itch between her legs. The smart girl from the big city with two country boys in the attic of a church, the Beck was lit and the smoke circulated in the air, the laughter and the jokes intensified. "Since the first time I saw you, I've wanted to be with you", Flavio said between smiles and jokes, at which point everyone became quiet and Marcio started laughing. - Oh there he is declaring for the little patrician - he would give a drink in Beck and pass to Dayane Dayane was taking Beck between Marcio's fingers with difficulty, she still had no practice, but for the first time she was doing well. - I also wanted to be with you when I saw you, Mr. Flavius - she spoke with a hoarse voice from holding the smoke of the herb. Flavio approached Dayane and kissed her, she was caught by surprise but returned the kiss, the kiss did not last long, the climate became strange between the 3 after the kiss, Márcio who was already changed with the drinks, to break the climate also kissed Dayane the same corresponded in the same intensity. At that moment the three were being guided by the horny, Flavio took Dayane's hand and put it on his dick, Dayane allowed him to do it and was amazed to feel the thickness of the dick of his fiance, she was a virgin surely would not stand a roll of those, the cold ran through his spine the fear was established. Marcio took her other hand and put it on his dick, Marcio's roll was less thick but in compensation was bigger than Flavio's, she thought about giving up the act they were committing, but the horny and the feeling of adrenaline was greater than the fear. Soon she was mouthing both of their sticks, the 18-year-old licked both of them and stuffed one roll and then the other into her mouth, the taste sensing the different taste of both, she had liked more of Flavio's pica, she gave special attention to it passed the tongue all itsw extent, the little princess was satisfying those two young interioranos. Soon she was with her jeans lowered to her knees of 4 while Flavio stuffed that thick roll into it, she said to be careful because she was a virgin, he didn't believe and sent to see, the bastard hadn't even taken off his sneakers, Marcio positioned himself in front of her and he began to put in her mouth, as if it were a kiss, she choked but let him continue, both were judging her and she was liking it, her bouquet was dripping, a scene that Marisa would never have access to, because everyone was out of her pension. Unlike what happened to the parents of Dayane and Ernesto who stayed overnight in their suite, Ernesto was surprised by the invitation but the desire he had for that old woman was greater. The three took a bottle of vodka and two kegs of beer to the guesthouse suite and started drinking together, the couple told stories from the past to Ernesto and Ernesto opened up about loneliness. Vera was more animated, she was on fire, she was talking loudly and playing, that wonderful blonde lady, with her huge hair, exuberant breasts, flabby belly and fat ass the size of a watermelon. She went to the bathroom and when she returned she was without the falling tomara and without the bra, she stood there in the room looking at Ernesto and for her reaction, Ernesto was out of grace and looked at Mauricio, Vera's husband. "Go ahead", said Maurice with a malicious look. Ernesto approached Vera and began to suck those breasts as if they were an orange, he sucked the beaks and squeezed them, Vera was very horny because she knew that her beloved husband was watching everything. Ernesto's dick was big and wide, unlike what Vera thought it climbed and climbed a lot, the dick got pulsating, quickly she was already sitting on his roll, he looked her in the eyes while eating her and said - Today I'm going to finish you off - he felt Vera's hands on his chest as she sat on it. The stick would go in and out of Vera's mouthpiece and she'd rearrange it with her hands, he'd jerk inside the old lady and she'd throw her head back while she felt the gush inside her vagina. Neither Maurice nor Ernesto were satisfied, Vera would have to release the bottle 3 more times still that night, she came out with the swollen bottle of that carnival, the other day when she put on her panties she felt her grill burn. Dayane returned to the guesthouse with a smile on her face and Flavio left her in front of his room. "I'll never forget that night", he said after saying goodbye and closing the door. She went into the room and kept thinking about what had happened, she wasn't sorry, she wanted to live it another time. Marisa would end up in her room watching the video of her clients fucking Ernesto, she began to look at the old man in a different way, the fingers between her vagina were completely mixed, Flavio who was leaving the boarding house stopped to look out the window, his mistress was there masturbating, the boy's cock hardened again.