Bitches and bitches, the cleaned-up whore!

After that first meeting, Felipe and I always found a way to repeat the dose, either in my own house or in a discreet hotel nearby; with time I taught him how to be a whore in bed since he seemed to like passivity more than activity; sometimes he fucked me hot too, but preferred to be enraged with a lot of ardor and affection. After a while he confided to me that his grandmother was suspicious of his escapades and that it was necessary to prevent her from finding out about the sexual preferences of his beloved grandson. In order to reassure Felipe, I considered it vital that I try to get closer to his grandparents, since even without revealing the nature of our relationship, they would have full confidence in me and reduce the surveillance on the boy. The first step was to get to know the people with whom he lived; as he himself told me, Felipe was raised by his maternal grandmother whose name was Zileide who lived in a stable union with a subject better known as Zelão. She worked as a cleaning supervisor in a private school of early childhood education installed in a very nearby region and this Zelão had met her there, because he was a kind of <unk>do-it-all<unk> hired thanks to Zileide's influence with the owners of the school. My first contact with her was triggered by the fact that I met one of the owners of the school with whom I had already had a flirtation and who introduced us; I told Zileide that I knew her grandson and that she liked him very much, which is why she kept a close contact with him helping him in whatever was needed; at first I realized that Zileide was a little suspicious, but hearing the hundreds of compliments she had made to her grandson, I was able to break the ice and gain her trust. Zileide even was an interesting woman: sixty-six years old, with everything on top, juicy breasts that bagged inside the loose and loose work shirt; the trousers of the uniform could not disguise the fleshy butt whose buttocks gingered in a rhythmic and delirious rhythm leaving any hard male cock! The unmarked face framed by short hair painted red completed the beauty and sensuality of a desirable woman. She was grateful for my dedication to her grandson and told me that I always prayed for him during the evangelistic service that he attended assiduously and that I was a messenger to help him, since the boy was very shy and tidy. After this first conversation I, whenever possible, stopped by the school to greet her and learn news of her life and all this always under the watchful eye of this Zelão. On the other hand, Felipe thanked me very much, telling me that after my approach his grandmother left him more loose. -I think she's got a crush on you! <unk> confided, while I was masturbating one afternoon when we were together playing delicious games. -Are you serious? <unk> I asked, unable to hide my surprise and anxiety about the matter <unk> How do you know? "Oh, honey! We understand, don't we?" he replied in a playful tone. "Every time she talks about you, you have a mellow tone of voice full of mischief! You really are a bastard!" We fell into a laugh that ended with a long kiss; Felipe wasted no time in falling mouth-to-mouth on my tasty dick sucking and licking the balls with a few fingers on my ass; that soon resulted in a delicious climb with him lying on the couch with his legs open receiving me inside him at the same turn in which he earned a punch in the same rhythm of the strong kicks that I gave to his ass! I fucked that asshole who was already used to receiving my roll a lot and ended up ejaculating inside him; we remained lying on the sofa of the house between kisses and caresses. "And if I want to eat your grandmother? Any problem on your part?" I asked immediately after a very wet tongue kiss. Philip stared at me with an enigmatic and intriguing look. -No problem! <unk> he replied in an emphatic tone, minutes later <unk> I think I'll even like it, because I think Zelão is a hothead who takes advantage of her! And I also think he should put horns in her whenever he can ... - Um, so that's good! <unk> I interrupted by commenting on a thought <unk> Suddenly if I show her that the subject is unfaithful, maybe she will become more accessible ..., right? "Ah, I doubt it!" replied Felipe firmly. "Your grandmother has blind faith in him... and the pastor couldn't do it... and look, he tried! But I give you the greatest strength, you see, my darling! With this thought swirling in my mind, I began to devise a way to seduce Zileide, using Zelao's infidelity as a resource. However, an event made me change the course of my strategy; one afternoon when I was doing my usual walk I saw Zileide leaving the school in a hurry and looking to the sides as if she did not want to be seen. Keeping a safe distance I began to follow her, wondering what she was doing and why she was so worried about not being seen. In a few minutes she arrived at a nearby square which during the afternoon remains deserted with the shade of the leafy trees providing a furtive encounter; and that's exactly what happened! Zileide approached a Civil Guard vehicle and from inside it jumped a uniformed guy who soon held her by the arms exchanging some words and many smiles; I took a position of a discreet place and armed with my mobile phone I began to film that flirt full of intentions. There was a moment when the subject intended to pull Zileide into the vehicle, but she disengaged from him, moving away to a safe distance, although he came in her wake, taking her in his arms once again and sealing some more voracious kisses. After some time, Zileide said something to her partner and turned her back away with quick steps; I waited until I had a certain security that I would not be detected and I followed her again who in turn went back to school resuming her affairs. I was delighted with the video that I had been able to record, and also that I had photographed the car, but I wanted something more consistent and this would only be possible if I approached the subject. A few days later, when I was walking again, I found the car again making a rounds at a municipal school; outside the vehicle there was a couple of civil guards; I was not sure if that was the guy who had fallen in love with Zileide, but it did not hurt to take the risk; I approached him and soon we were engaging in a small conversation. At one point the female police officer asked permission to go to the bathroom and the subject and I were talking. - How cute is that cleaning woman, huh? <unk> I commented when an employee left the school <unk> They must be good in bed! -Don't even talk to me partner! <unk> he returned with a silly tone <unk> I myself have one that gives me soft! I asked, encouraging the guy to stick his tongue in his teeth. "Do you know that little school in the street near the square?" he replied with explanations. "There's a lady there that I've already passed on the roll! And look who's a bitch in bed! And on top of that she's smashed with a horn! Unbeknownst to him, I encouraged the guy to talk more while discreetly turning on the voice recorder of my cell phone. And that's when the guy dropped the verb counting on having succeeded in seducing Zileide and that they had several dates to fuck very nice. When I thought that the evidence I had amused was enough, I dismissed the guy who stood there with a proud macho look. To my surprise, aiming at Zelion, I hit what I didn't see and thus I had Zileide in my hands and she wouldn't lose by waiting! One Sunday I went for a walk very early and then decided to go to a free fair that is nearby; since I was alone I needed to enrich my menu a little. I went by car and walked between the stalls eventually acquiring some fruits and vegetables, returning to where I had parked. I was stunned to see Zileide leaving the fair ..., she was also alone and carrying two bags that seemed heavy; immediately, I ran to her and offered her a ride already taking one of the bags from her hand. I did not give Zileide time to resist my invitation and soon we were in my car on the way to the residence talking about amenities. <unk>Well, Zileide I have heard some things about you and I wanted to know if it is true!<unk>, I asked parking the car in a nearby square. -What things did you learn about me? <unk> she asked with a fixed look and an expression of amazement <unk> Look, I'm a straight woman ... And what does this tell me here? <unk> I asked showing the screen of my cell phone with the whistleblower video <unk> And not only that ..., I have a recording too ..., do you want to hear it? "You were watching me? Why did you do that?" she asked with a trembling voice and a hesitant look. "What do you want from me?" - I want to fuck you a lot, you little whore! <unk> I replied emphatically and with a hint of irony <unk> I'll show you what a real man is! And it doesn't have a mole, no! Either that ..., or your horny husband will know everything! Zileide broke down in tears, although I did not see a single tear; she begged me to erase the evidence of her betrayal of her grandson and herself; that fake scene made me even more excited and I kept pressing the dog. "No conversation, bitch! Either we fuck hot, or her offered whore life will end up in the hands of everyone: husband, grandson and even in school! ", I continued threatening with a firm tone and a little aggressive. "You're nothing but a warm-blooded profiteer!" she exclaimed in an impatient, indecisive tone. At that moment our conversation fell silent, remaining only an exchange of glances full of intentions. I had played hard and now it was just a matter of patience until Zileide took a stand. "All right! You won! What do you want me to do?" she asked in a wired tone, breaking the silence. - First of all, suck my dick, you whore! "Here? In the street? You're mad!" she remarked, looking around with a distressed look. - Give me some fresh air, bitch! Zileide held my stick and started punching, examining its dimensions and staring at my face; in a matter of minutes, she was sucking my roll with enormous avidity, massaging my balls and licking the glans. And at one point, I held her by the hair pulling and pushing her head with my stick buried inside her mouth almost making her choke; it was delicious, because Zileide did not back down and seemed to like that abused violence, leaving me more horny! I couldn't help myself and ended up mocking by filling her mouth with my hot, slimy sperm; the bitch swallowed it all without complaining; when she recovered I noticed an air of satisfaction camouflaged by an unconvincing look of revolt. <unk>Ahhh! What a delicious blowjob, bitch! Now take off your panties!<unk>, I said still firmly in my voice. "My panties? Why that?" she asked with some indignation. "What do you want with my panties?" -It's a trade! <unk> I replied with a hint of sarcasm <unk> I'll keep it until tomorrow when you come home to get it! Zileide tried to resist, but eventually gave in; always looking sideways, she took off her bermuda and then her panties and handed them to me as she recovered her composure. "Hummm, smelly one! I'll see you at home in the morning and I don't care how you do it! Just come!" I said after smelling her intimate piece. I started the car again and left Zileide at the door of her house, and during the journey she didn't say a word. I went home looking forward to the next day. I breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rang the next morning; I went to the gate and there was Zileide always looking around suspicious of everything and everyone; as soon as she could she entered the house very quickly waiting for me. <unk>How good! An obedient little whore! Now take off your clothes and come suck roll, your dog!<unk>, I ordered as I undressed. Zileide obeyed and was immediately on her knees in front of me giving me a juicy suck on the hard roll. After a while, I grabbed her by the hair and made her lie down on the sofa covering her with my body. Without further ado, I pushed the roll into her well-lubricated bottle, denouncing her state of excitement; we started a very intense "Mommy and Daddy" and it didn't take much effort to make the bitch have fun unfolding her naughtiness to me; she tied me with her legs and asked me to suck her delicious boobs, which I attended without wasting time. The fucking went on intensely and Zileide had fun several times before I announced the arrival of my orgasm. She tried to stop me, but I ended up filling her vagina with a good load of semen to the sound of her moans and groans. - No way! <unk> I replied emphatically when she asked if everything was resolved <unk> You will still serve me... "And for how long?" she insisted impatiently. "As long as I want to!" I replied as I boiled his bouquet, sensing his excitement.