My husband 's contagious fetish on the beach .
(true story)
My name is Fernanda, they usually call me Fê, I'm 35 years old, 1.61 tall, white skin, smooth and black hair up to about half of the waist with a fringe on the forehead, dark brown eyes, I'm not a panic-stricken type of woman, I'm fat but with a well-accented hip curve and a well-fed butt but with a little cellulite and stretch marks, medium breasts and a little sagging due to my daughter's breastfeeding, I'm 34 and I consider one of the most beautiful parts of my body and I always notice men and women watching them, and I work in a financial institution.
I'm married and I have a daughter.
My husband's 38 years old, 5'10" lean with that little belly.
of a married man, white skin and light eyes, and an eye-catching gown.
My husband has a strong crush on women's feet, and he also doesn't allow me to expose my genitals.
My husband kisses and smells my feet every day when I get home from work and that's really routine.
That weekend we traveled to the northern coast (Ubatuba), where he and my daughter stayed in one room and my sister stayed in a neighboring room with her husband and her 2 children, who are about the same age as my daughter.
We arrived at the inn at six o'clock in the evening, and were greeted by the waiter Wesley, a thin young man, sun-tanned skin, shaved black hair, about nineteen years old, a very nice and well-behaved boy.
Until then my husband had never shown any sign that he wanted to share me with another man or see me with another.
Wesley took us up to our room, put our bags in the room, my husband tipped him off and let him go.
He soon went to take a bath, and I packed our things and waited for our daughter to go to bed.
Soon she fell asleep because it was already dawn, and I took the opportunity to go to take my bath and dkrmir to enjoy the next day. My husband was still in the bathroom, I knocked on the door telling him to hurry up because he was asleep.
Soon he asks from inside if our daughter has already slept.
Soon he unlocks and opens the door, barefoot and with a hard stick.
I look at it and I ask
(Gosh, why are you all alone in there?)
He doesn't answer, and he pulls me into the bathroom, locks the door again in case our daughter wakes up.
I was wearing a looser black T-shirt, tighter light blue jeans, and a black slipper with no socks, and a well-worn slipper.
Soon he starts hitting me and I hit him back.
I leaned down and I started sucking his cock that's big and thin,
I crouched down sucking his cock and his shake for about five minutes.
Soon he asks me to sit on the pot, he comes and takes off my shoe, at the same time a little chuckle came up, his stick was throbbing, he began to smell my shoe and with the other hand he felt my little foot that was with the sole very red and sweaty because I was with her all day, had worked and we went straight to the beach.
Soon he came and began to kiss and smell my pezinnos, pass his tongue between my little fingers, I soon picked up one of the slippers and I was smelling myself delighting also with that natural sroma that only a lady can produce and my husband beating a nor slowly.
When he was about to mock, he asked me to get up and finish taking off my clothes.
Soon I obeyed, got up, took off my shirt, my sweater, took off my skirt and panties, sat down again.
He smelled my panties, came up to my already wet shirt, and began to lick and smell like a madman,
I asked him to eat me because I couldn't take it anymore.
I spread a towel in the toilet bowl, lay down on it, spread my legs, leaving my fluffy xana xana wide open for my male predator to devour me.
He soon came in the position mommy and daddy and put at once under his pussy.
He approached my ear and whispered.
(I saw Wesley looking at his ass)
I didn't know what to say, so I decided to go on enjoying that shit and eating myself.
Soon it came again in my ear.
(he would love to kiss your little feet)
I again didn't understand why he was saying that.
Soon he groaned louder and mocked inside me.
We got up, he got dressed and I went to take a shower without being able to have fun, because I didn't understand why my husband spoke those words to me about a boy we saw only once for 10 minutes.
I lay in bed and very intrigued and unable to sleep with all that chatter he told me, I decided to wake him up to ask.
I ((Roger, why did you tell me those things?)
Him: What things?
Me: (about the boy here from the hotel)
He: I was just kidding, I thought you'd like it, to imagine something different.
I ((but why did you think I would like it?)
He: I really saw him looking at you contemptuously even I staring at him, it moved me, you are my wife only I can have her. no one else.
I said good night I turned to my side and slept
The next day we left early because we were going to enjoy and see some beaches.
Wesley was in the morning coffee part, I saw that in fact he looked at me shamelessly and my husband staring at him with his face closed, but Wesley did not seem to notice his presence.
I started to get a little uncomfortable with this obsession that this young man was having and I decided to leave the living room with my daughter, my sister and the kids,
Soon my brother-in-law joined us.
I asked him where my husband was.
He said he was talking to the waiter who had received us yesterday.
My heart shot up because I thought he was taking satisfaction from the boy, for my husband is quite jealous.
I walked into the living room by myself and stayed till 2:00.
When I get there, I see Wesley with a smirk on his face and my husband all puzzled.
She walks away from him, hugs me and leads me out of the room.
I ask him what they were talking about, and he says he was just asking for some ride suggestions.
We spend the day at the beach and at night my husband asks my sister if our daughter can sleep that night in their room, because he would like to walk with me.
Soon my sister jokes talking (eita little hand, I will be aunt again soon in)
I without understanding anything ask my husband.
Why can't we all go on that ride?
He says.
Why don't we have a little fun for one day?
I was excited and immediately agreed to the idea.
When the night comes, he asks me to put on the same clothes as yesterday, including the same used panties and slippers.
So I obeyed him.
We left. It was Wesley's turn.
We passed him .
He again looking at me but with a smile
And I would be.
We went to a pizza place, very romantic.
My back was already all fucked up to fuck my little husband.
But as I walk through the door, I see my husband making a sign to Wesley.
As I enter the elevator I ask
I didn 't understand the signal you gave to Wesley .
It's nothing. Forget about it.
He smiled and kissed me.
We walked in the room, and I was literally crazy.
I go in the front and Roger comes in the back, he locks the bedroom door unlocked and I go to bed but I didn't even notice that he just slammed the door.
I
My name is Fernanda, they usually call me Fê, I'm 35 years old, 1.61 tall, white skin, smooth and black hair up to about half of the waist with a fringe on the forehead, dark brown eyes, I'm not a panic-stricken type of woman, I'm fat but with a well-accented hip curve and a well-fed butt but with a little cellulite and stretch marks, medium breasts and a little sagging due to my daughter's breastfeeding, I'm 34 and I consider one of the most beautiful parts of my body and I always notice men and women watching them, and I work in a financial institution.
I'm married and I have a daughter.
My husband's 38 years old, 5'10" lean with that little belly.
of a married man, white skin and light eyes, and an eye-catching gown.
My husband has a strong crush on women's feet, and he also doesn't allow me to expose my genitals.
My husband kisses and smells my feet every day when I get home from work and that's really routine.
That weekend we traveled to the northern coast (Ubatuba), where he and my daughter stayed in one room and my sister stayed in a neighboring room with her husband and her 2 children, who are about the same age as my daughter.
We arrived at the inn at six o'clock in the evening, and were greeted by the waiter Wesley, a thin young man, sun-tanned skin, shaved black hair, about nineteen years old, a very nice and well-behaved boy.
Until then my husband had never shown any sign that he wanted to share me with another man or see me with another.
Wesley took us up to our room, put our bags in the room, my husband tipped him off and let him go.
He soon went to take a bath, and I packed our things and waited for our daughter to go to bed.
Soon she fell asleep because it was already dawn, and I took the opportunity to go to take my bath and dkrmir to enjoy the next day. My husband was still in the bathroom, I knocked on the door telling him to hurry up because he was asleep.
Soon he asks from inside if our daughter has already slept.
Soon he unlocks and opens the door, barefoot and with a hard stick.
I look at it and I ask
(Gosh, why are you all alone in there?)
He doesn't answer, and he pulls me into the bathroom, locks the door again in case our daughter wakes up.
I was wearing a looser black T-shirt, tighter light blue jeans, and a black slipper with no socks, and a well-worn slipper.
Soon he starts hitting me and I hit him back.
I leaned down and I started sucking his cock that's big and thin,
I crouched down sucking his cock and his shake for about five minutes.
Soon he asks me to sit on the pot, he comes and takes off my shoe, at the same time a little chuckle came up, his stick was throbbing, he began to smell my shoe and with the other hand he felt my little foot that was with the sole very red and sweaty because I was with her all day, had worked and we went straight to the beach.
Soon he came and began to kiss and smell my pezinnos, pass his tongue between my little fingers, I soon picked up one of the slippers and I was smelling myself delighting also with that natural sroma that only a lady can produce and my husband beating a nor slowly.
When he was about to mock, he asked me to get up and finish taking off my clothes.
Soon I obeyed, got up, took off my shirt, my sweater, took off my skirt and panties, sat down again.
He smelled my panties, came up to my already wet shirt, and began to lick and smell like a madman,
I asked him to eat me because I couldn't take it anymore.
I spread a towel in the toilet bowl, lay down on it, spread my legs, leaving my fluffy xana xana wide open for my male predator to devour me.
He soon came in the position mommy and daddy and put at once under his pussy.
He approached my ear and whispered.
(I saw Wesley looking at his ass)
I didn't know what to say, so I decided to go on enjoying that shit and eating myself.
Soon it came again in my ear.
(he would love to kiss your little feet)
I again didn't understand why he was saying that.
Soon he groaned louder and mocked inside me.
We got up, he got dressed and I went to take a shower without being able to have fun, because I didn't understand why my husband spoke those words to me about a boy we saw only once for 10 minutes.
I lay in bed and very intrigued and unable to sleep with all that chatter he told me, I decided to wake him up to ask.
I ((Roger, why did you tell me those things?)
Him: What things?
Me: (about the boy here from the hotel)
He: I was just kidding, I thought you'd like it, to imagine something different.
I ((but why did you think I would like it?)
He: I really saw him looking at you contemptuously even I staring at him, it moved me, you are my wife only I can have her. no one else.
I said good night I turned to my side and slept
The next day we left early because we were going to enjoy and see some beaches.
Wesley was in the morning coffee part, I saw that in fact he looked at me shamelessly and my husband staring at him with his face closed, but Wesley did not seem to notice his presence.
I started to get a little uncomfortable with this obsession that this young man was having and I decided to leave the living room with my daughter, my sister and the kids,
Soon my brother-in-law joined us.
I asked him where my husband was.
He said he was talking to the waiter who had received us yesterday.
My heart shot up because I thought he was taking satisfaction from the boy, for my husband is quite jealous.
I walked into the living room by myself and stayed till 2:00.
When I get there, I see Wesley with a smirk on his face and my husband all puzzled.
She walks away from him, hugs me and leads me out of the room.
I ask him what they were talking about, and he says he was just asking for some ride suggestions.
We spend the day at the beach and at night my husband asks my sister if our daughter can sleep that night in their room, because he would like to walk with me.
Soon my sister jokes talking (eita little hand, I will be aunt again soon in)
I without understanding anything ask my husband.
Why can't we all go on that ride?
He says.
Why don't we have a little fun for one day?
I was excited and immediately agreed to the idea.
When the night comes, he asks me to put on the same clothes as yesterday, including the same used panties and slippers.
So I obeyed him.
We left. It was Wesley's turn.
We passed him .
He again looking at me but with a smile
And I would be.
We went to a pizza place, very romantic.
My back was already all fucked up to fuck my little husband.
But as I walk through the door, I see my husband making a sign to Wesley.
As I enter the elevator I ask
I didn 't understand the signal you gave to Wesley .
It's nothing. Forget about it.
He smiled and kissed me.
We walked in the room, and I was literally crazy.
I go in the front and Roger comes in the back, he locks the bedroom door unlocked and I go to bed but I didn't even notice that he just slammed the door.
I
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