TREASURED DOCTORS - REVIRAVOLTA

Suellen was a frivolous little bitch! Fat sexy and well-endowed, she'd do anything to get a dick in her pussy and not give it any effort. I'd rather have older men because I said they knew how to deal with a young female. I met her in a bar during my walks and the bitch didn't waste any time sitting at my desk and asking me to buy her a beer. After about three cans, she drew her face closer to mine, whispering an inexcusable invitation. -Let's go back there, I'll pay you for the beers - she said in an inviting tone. Without waiting for my answer she stood up, took my hand and began to go to the back of the bar; we entered into the filthy and smelly bathroom that made her anxious; I told her that there would be nothing there; Suellen looked at me with a little angel face saying we could go somewhere else, but that I would have to be discreet; somewhat fearful, but very excited, I ended up accepting. We left the boat and won the street of irregular cobblestones advancing towards a more residential area, with several aged and careless little remains; when we reached the gate of one of them, she turned to me and once again drew my attention to whisper something. “This is my house ..., my mother is working and my father has traveled ..., but we can’t make too much noise, huh?” she confided with an anxious tone. If I got there there there was no way to back down; we went in and went up to her room, which was a real babble with things thrown all over the place; drowned, Suellen took off her clothes displaying her juicy body and full of curves; she lay on four on the bed, shaking her huge butt as she looked over my shoulder. - Come on! Put it in my boiling pussy! – asked her in an impatient tone of supplication. As eager and impatient as she didn't bother to even take off her clothes; I just opened my pants, took off my pants and advanced against her, deep into that nice, powdery pussy; Suellen groaned when she felt invaded by the stick, asking me not to stop; I started punching hard, drawing and burying the roll with always intense and deep movements. The little bitch came like crazy, getting my dick squished with her hot liquid that ran copiously. I couldn't stop sticking my dick in the pussy of a bitch who kept moaning and squealing, always giggling her generous ass trying a lot of protracted jokes; I punished Suellen's pussy until I couldn't control my impulse and ended up ejaculating caudally inside her; Suellen screamed mad, babbling about a last joy that shuddered his body. Swinging, backing back, pulling the still half-hard dick out of the vagina of that piranhia that turned on the bed, holding the stick with one of her hands and sticking the tongues in the back like she wanted to wipe it from the fucking merge that ran, murmuring something incomprehensible and dedicating herself to finish the task. After getting dressed, Suellen took me to the kitchen offering a fresh coffee that I accepted only out of politeness. We were talking nonsense when the living room door opened and a female voice started calling for the girl. “Shhhh! It's my mother! Just be cool, I'll hold the wave! Just don’t say anything!”, she whispered with a safe tone. Suellen screamed that she was in the kitchen informing me she had a friend with her. Bianca, the mother, appeared at the door and made me even more ecstatic. It was a delicious crown of more generous body than her daughter, with a soft face adorned by long black and smooth hair; her gaze oscillated between curiosity and fear, leaving me trampling on eggs with the fear of being poked and thrown out of the house screaming. However, Suellen did not lose his jolt, taking control of the situation. -Mom, this is Netto ..., a friend of mine – she said with a safe tone – He came by to take care of some things nearby and I invited him for coffee ..., it was wrong, no? Bianca's face was a reckless incognita leaving me at the edge of despair, with a single expression circling my mind and saying "fucked!" -Nice to meet you ..., my daughter has so many friends – she said after a nervous break – This coffee is old... if you wait a while, I'll make you a fresh one! After the fright, I got excited and accepted the invitation noticing Suellen's sapec look; while we had the coffee that had just been coerced, Bianca told me that she was a seamstress and worked in a workshop played by a Bolivian; she was married to a truck driver who spent more time on the road than at home; as she spoke I could not turn my eyes from her body; Bianca was a real fatty! The short and fair dress denounced mind-blowing forms that awakened my libido in an uncontrolled manner and even after filling Suellen's pussy he already showed signs of being reborn from the ashes; we talked a little longer until Suellen intervened with the conversation that it was getting too late and I needed to leave; we formally said goodbye and the girl accompanied me to the gate. - Don't call, see... my mom's a dick! – she said in confidence – Lives at home guarding for my bastard father ..., the bastard must be around, in the house of some slut he eats ... And she doesn't even know? I interrupted my asking for more. - Imagine! Of course not! – reduced Suellen with ironic tone – She doesn't know half the Mass..., even I already got it! Only the booze and the naughtyness got him a little fucked up, you know? At the end of the conversation, I wanted to know more about Bianca's routine, which Suellen did not hesitate to tell me with enormous verbal fluidity. “There’s only one thing ..., if you were willing to fuck her ..., you’ll need to invest a lot!”, snatched the girl in tone of provocation. I said goodbye to Suellen with the certainty that his mother was worth a concentrated effort to win her over. Over the next few weeks, I've been going round and round from Bianca trying to find out more about her and thinking of a way to approach her without surprising the hare. My first attack occurred on a rainy day that Bianca, upon leaving work, went to a nearby grocery store; I parked the car and went in pretending to look for something between the narrow corridors; I found it already in the cash register; I greeted it and was rewarded with smiles; I made sure to pay the bill and offer her a ride. Bianca well resisted, but the rain was on my side. During the short journey we had a pleasant conversation and I sought to poke the female to find out how far she could get. “Oh, boy! Tell me about it. It’s hard to be without my ear blanket!”, she answered in an anxious tone when I asked about the husband’s long absences; then I gave her my first pin. And you think he doesn't have another blanket? - I asked with an inciting tone. - Oh, I don't know! But to do what, right? – she replied with a tone of disappointment – You know how they say: “bad with him, worse without him!”. -And if one day, he doesn't come back - I insisted on taking the opportunity - How do you get? You're going on your own? Without a man to call yours? I'm sorry, but this conversation is getting complicated! – she replied with a hesitant tone. I parked the car outside Bianca's house and went downstairs to help her with the groceries. “I’m just going to tell you one more thing ..., don’t waste time with those who don’t deserve you ..., let them make you a happy and satisfied woman!”, I said in a sense of counseling. Bianca smiled and thanked her by walking away and entering her home. I went away feeling the bitter taste of defeat, and tried to settle..., I even thought about drowning my horny Suellen, but I didn't see any point in it. Yet, days later, she came to me. “Hi, all right! My dad really did it! Made a scene, almost hit her and left. If you're still into her, the time is now!”, she wrote in the message app. Even though I did not remember to give my phone number to the girl the message nourished me with some hope; I left everything aside and ran to Bianca's house. It took me a while to get there and I ran to the door ringing the bell insistently. Bianca opened the door, showing off her swollen eyes from crying and an expression of suffering. I didn't say anything, I just walked in, closing the door behind me and ensnaring it with suffering; she couldn't resist when my lips came to meet hers and gave herself to my kiss; I could taste in her mouth the sadness mixed with regret, which ensured that everything was in my favor; in a few minutes, I took her to the couch where I made her lie down; I took the shorts and also the panties and fell out of her mouth in her fat pussy and covered with soft hair. It was only a few deep soles for Bianca to explode into incessant orgasms that shook her body and made her anxious for more; I did not find myself satisfied and insisted on licking and sucking that juicy, crying pussy that she had not long felt so desired. We both lost track of everything around us, letting the horny drive our bodies and it was in this climate that we bare ourselves and Bianca also had her chance to taste my limb inside her mouth. The moment Bianca lay down on the couch spreading her legs and staring at me with extreme suffering, I went on top of her, sticking my mast inside her vagina with a deep blow, listening to her scream in hysteria while feeling her entrails whistling at a hard and thick male; I moved with extreme voluptousness always with more vehemence and depth, having as sound background her cries, groans, sighs and murmurs attesting the pleasure she felt in seeing herself woman once again in life. I didn't give him rest always striking faster and deeper and when the sweat began to drip, I drew the limb and made the pussy suck, feeling its taste mixed with mine; Bianca put herself on the couch on all fours, and I returned to the crash, again putting the intruder in and punching him nonstop; she yielded to orgasms that followed, huffing and moaning endlessly. And I wanted to give her a truce, but when I announced my intention, she sighed that another hole was waiting for me; I separated the puffy buttocks and spit on the hole. I pulled the mast out of the vagina and rubbed it in my ass, feeling it shaking; I struck in at once, throwing the folds breaking with Bianca's hysterical screams stimulating me; I stuck the tool in the hole and I only stopped when I saw myself inside it completely; I began to stock up with cadence and rhythm, realizing that she rejoiced at anal furoration; I was surprised to see her cum in her ass what made me ecstatic with that crazy orgasm. Feeling my strength fade and my muscles contract, I gave in to the inevitable, no time to warn Bianca that my orgasm was getting closer; with a more forceful contraction, I sensed my limb swelling and pulsating until the joy came and I poured my load inside my partner who seemed to enjoy a renewed sense of pleasure provided by the hot wave to flood it completely. While we were resting, Bianca tried to back down saying that what we did was a mistake; I looked at her, smiled and said with a tender tone: “It was wrong that we didn’t do it long before that creep came here to humiliate you!” She opened a smile and asked if that would be the first time of many; I answered with kisses and caresses. And from that day on, Bianca and I met each other whenever it was possible; she well resisted when Suellen asked to watch, but I convinced her that her daughter was much sexier than she imagined. And there were situations in which she did not remain a mere expectant, starting to participate actively, sometimes sucking her mother's pussy, sometimes sucking my dick, but never getting me inside her, because Bianca always said I was just hers (!). However, the naughty girl always found a situation in which I got involved with her youthful sensuality, getting as reward a good fuck the hidden mother. This plus size double-dose adventure continued for a while, until Bianca decided to move inland to reside with her sister who also had a sewing workshop and needed help. We said goodbye in style, spending one night fucking nonstop. Suellen insisted on staying in town, even under protests from his hand and we still fucked a few times, until she got involved with some dangerous people, diverting even further from her destiny. The memories of Bianca's adventure still gave me a good hand job and even today I still think about her a lot.