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40 minutes later, Olga was back in her bedroom, her hair still wet, the towel wrapped around her figure, protecting her from prying eyes. After entering the bedroom, she immediately locked the door and turned slowly toward the closet.
She took out a long robe and returned to the bed where Max was lying, watching her every action. Grandma looked at Max, and as they exchanged glances, she untied the towel from her chest, then removed it and showed the boy her naked body, with soft, clean, and wrinkle-free skin.
Even her breasts and buttocks had stopped sagging, having changed to a firmer skin, as if Grandma's body had been 20 years younger. —"It's amazing,"— Max said, amazed at the change her body had undergone.
Olga placed both hands on her waist and proudly showed the boy her chest. —"With four or five more sex sessions, everything will return to normal, and I'll be the way I was before."— With that, Olga puts on her linen robe, which falls below her knees.
She prepares her pillow and lifts her side of the bedspread before getting into bed with her back to Max. The boy, for his part, enters the sheets and presses his body against Olga's, causing his shaft to bump against Grandma's hips.
Seconds later, Olga lifts the part of the robe that covers her hips and pushes her bare bottom back, pressing her buttocks against Max's pelvis.
—"Better."— Olga comments, looking over her shoulder at the boy.
Max, in response, grabs his shaft and places it between Grandma's thighs. Then he nods.—"Better."— He replies, and finally wraps his arms around Grandma's waist.
Grandma settles her head back on her pillow and closes her eyes. She waits a few seconds and tries to sleep, but something in her honey pot is bothering her. so she opens her eyes again: —"Shit."— Grandma says, annoyed, and lowers her hand between her thighs, grabs the shaft, and inserts it into her cavern.
After inserting the shaft into her entrails, Grandma lets out a sigh and turns off the light next to the bed: —"Much better."— With that, Grandma simply closes her eyes.
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Outside in the hallway, Anna was kneeling, looking through the keyhole. As she turns off the light, she turns to get up. After taking a few steps toward her bedroom, her mother's bedroom door opens, and Natasha peeks around the side. —"What are you doing, honey.?"—
—"I went to the kitchen to get some water.."—The girl, without giving it much thought, continues on her way and opens the door to her bedroom. —"Get some rest, Mom."— Anna tells her mother before closing the door and going to sleep.
—"You get some rest too, honey."— With that, Natasha closes the door and returns to bed.
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The next morning, the moment she opens her eyes, Olga discovers that the shaft is still inside her, and instead of getting out of bed, Grandma simply begins to move her hips, causing Max to wake up and open his eyes sleepily. —"Good morning, Grandma."—
The boy yawns and wipes the remains of sleep from his eyes and asks... —"What are you doing, Grandma?"—
—"What do you think, genius.?"— Grandma answers, continuing to move her hips, and she stops when she feels the thick seed flooding her vaginal walls.
—"Good Lord, Grandma, it's less than 8 am, and at this rate, you'll be 20 again in a couple of days."— The boy comments and settles down to go back to sleep.
—"You think so?"— Grandma asks, immediately touching his face with a certain anticipation in her eyes. Then she brings both hands to her breasts and lifts them at the same time.
—"If this is part of your ability, I don't think it's that broken. Come on, I think it has certain restrictions and limits."— Olga waits patiently for the answer, but as the seconds pass, the woman turns to look at Max, but the boy goes back to sleep, his shaft resting on her belly.
Olga simply sighs and gets out of bed, going to find the clothes she'll wear that day, ignoring the juice stains on her thighs. She walks gracefully toward the closet, moving her hips from side to side, exaggerating each of her movements. But when she realizes Max is asleep, she snorts in disgust.
Olga came down at 8:30 a.m. She's wearing a white summer dress with yellow flower patterns, low-top sneakers, and her white hair is loose with a headband halfway down her head. Despite her current age, she maintains a good figure.
After going down to the kitchen, Grandma began moving pots and pans to make breakfast. Ten minutes later, Max, wearing old pants and a shirt, came into the kitchen, surprising Grandma. —"What are you planning to do.?"— Olga asked doubtfully.
—"Go work in the fields plowing the land."— Maximus replied, pointing outside the house.
Olga thought she heard the joke of the day and immediately burst out laughing, having to hide her face in embarrassment. —"Son, you're only here for a few days on vacation, and spending your time working isn't a pleasant experience."—
Max just nods at Olga's words and ask. —"Where are the tools.?"— Seeing how determined Max is, Grandma lets out a deep sigh. —"Good."— Then she walks over to the window and points at the barn. —"There's a shovel and a plow inside."—
Although Olga hasn't finished speaking, Max nods silently and immediately heads out of the house to the barn to get the tools.
Taking the plow in his hands, Max went out into the field and began pulling, making a path where he could pass. When she saw that Max wasn't using animals for the plow, her grandmother gasped.
Natasha doesn't take long to go down to the kitchen and find her mother staring out the window. —"What's wrong, Mom.?"— she asks, trying to follow her gaze.
—"That boy is crazy."— Olga comments, pointing toward the fields in front of the house where Max is plowing the land as he passes.
Natasha's mouth drops open, and when the shock wears off. —"You didn't tell him how."—
—"I tried to explain, but the boy ran away before I could."— Olga comments, without taking her eyes off the path Max is leaving in his wake. —"Now I'm just waiting for him to get tired and come back, so I can explain how the plow works."—
—"What the hell is Max doing.?"— Anna asks, looking out the window.
—"Miss, control your tongue."— Natasha comments aloud, then adds, —"Max is plowing the land."—
—"That will help Dad and the kids a lot."— Anna comments. Natasha and Olga nod almost at the same time.
Natasha frowns. —"Anna, what were we talking about your clothes.?"— She says, somewhat annoyed at the sight of the short denim shorts that barely cover half of her buttocks, along with a small shirt that reveals a large part of her abdomen. Thanks to her large breasts, the shirt seems very small and rides up a little higher.
—"For the love of God, Mom, Max can barely see me."— The girl says, looking at her grandmother for help. Natasha narrows her eyes.
—"Naty, don't jump to conclusions. We'll have to see what happens first."— Olga comments, causing Natasha to snort in disgust at Anna, and the girl to simply show her best and most sincere smile.
This time, Natasha has to give in to her mother's words. —"Whatever."— Natasha says with some annoyance and walks toward the refrigerator, giving her daughter's skimpy clothing one last look and letting out a short murmur under her breath.
—"By the way, I'll take Max swimming in the lake."— Anna comments, as she pours more cereal into her bowl, and Natasha lets out another series of murmurs, making Olga roll her eyes.
—"Oh, I think Max is finally tired enough."— Anna says, pointing out the window, causing both women to turn back to see what was happening outside the house.
Max drops the plow and wipes the sweat from his forehead before taking off his shirt and revealing his sweaty pecs along with the six-pack on his abdomen, once again leaving the three women watching from the house speechless and open-mouthed.
—"You know, I think you're right this time."— Natasha comments, adding as she turns around, sliding her hands down her hips."—I'll wear something lighter against this heat."— pointing at her long dress.
—"I'll find a container to take him some water."— Anna says, running into the living room, disappearing from the kitchen.
After seeing her daughter and granddaughter's attitude, Olga lets out a long sigh, seeing that the competition for Max's attention has more than doubled. The problem is that she doesn't have any plausible enough excuse to do anything.
—"Damn brat."— Olga mutters in annoyance and returns to preparing breakfast, as the woman still has enough time for a few extra sessions of wild sex.
Max, meanwhile, continues dragging the plow through the first field, wiping the sweat from his forehead, as he watches his cousin Anna come out of the house, holding a bowl.
The girl feels Max's eyes on her body, and Anna, in response, begins to walk more slowly with grace and flirtatiousness.
Max follows her cousin's path from the door of the house to the field where she is and waits until Anna arrives.
—"Here."— Anna says as she reaches Max, handing him the thermos. She adds. —"Use it to hydrate yourself; we don't want you to get heatstroke."— Max simply nods and grabs the thermos before opening it and taking a sip of water. —"Grandma wants you to go home and have some breakfast before going back to work."—
—"Sure."— Max replies, nodding and adding a few seconds later. —"Let me finish this field."—
Anna scrunches up her face in response, not understanding what Max just said, and she simply adds. —"Ah..!"— With that, Max opens the thermos and takes the liquid. After finishing drinking, he returns the container to his cousin Anna. —"Thank you."—
With that, the boy takes hold of the plow again and begins to pull three times faster, leaving not only his cousin Anna with her mouth open, but also Olga, who is watching from the kitchen window, and Natasha, the woman who was watching him from her bedroom on the second floor.
Maximus finishes plowing one hectare of crops before breakfast.
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I hear my cousin Anna say,: —"Thank you."— I look at the plowed field in front of me and don't want to sound arrogant, so I just nod and murmur,. —"Ajam!!!"—
I think my cousin thought I didn't take her thanks, because she immediately says back. —"Really, thank you so, so much."— For the first time, I stop staring at her tits and look into her eyes.
Anna has a subtle smile on the corner of her lips, and her eyes shine brightly, as if she's eaten a kilo of chocolate, because even her breathing is labored to the point where her nostrils expand rapidly.
At this point, I want to explain that it wasn't because of her, my grandmother, or my aunt, it was because I truly wanted to do this. But before I can open my mouth, I hear my cousin Anna say:. —"I know this means nothing to you. For us, it's the complete opposite, you know."—
Anna looks at the field in front of her, places both hands on her waist, lifts her chest, and adds: —"What was only 30 minutes for you is 3 weeks of hard work for Dad and my brothers, for Mom it's a full month, and for Grandma it's much more than that."—
At this point, my cousin Anna turns to look at me and smiles again: —"Mom and Grandma were thinking of starting to work the land next week and at least have one of the fields finished before Dad's return, but now they can use that time to do other things."—
My eyes are fixed on her thin pink lips as they part and reveal her uneven white teeth, while in my head I repeat over and over: ( Anna must be a great sucking.)
—"Max."— Anna calls me, pulling my mind from my crazy thoughts. I look back into her eyes for a few seconds before her chest rises enough to capture my full attention.
Anna continues: —"It's not just time, it's also money and effort."
—"Money.?"— I ask.
Anna nods a couple of times. —"Grandma or my father must pay my brothers for their efforts or hire other people to plow the land, so they have to pay for food, clothing, and salaries. If there's no money, they have to take out a loan from the bank, but the farm is already mortgaged."—
—"That's why there's no internet and cable.?"— I conclude, and Anna nods a couple more times, her gaze saddening. —"Not only that, cousin, but that's also why my brothers and I stopped studying, or the debts would end up devouring us all."—
At this point, Anna falls silent again, her sad look replaced by a warm smile. —"Oh my god, cousin, it's your vacation and I'm here talking about our shit. Let's go have breakfast."— —She finished before turning around.
(Good heavens!!!) I said in my mind, seeing that large pair of half-exposed buttocks moving from side to side, and how the denim shorts fit over her peach-shaped butt. It's the same as every woman in this family's, inherited from Grandma's genes.
(Damn genes.) I screamed in my mind.
Suddenly, Anna stops in her tracks and turns to look straight at my face. She catches me while I'm staring at her butt. But instead of getting upset, for some strange reason, an even brighter smile blooms on her lips, as if she's saying, ("I knew you liked my butt.")
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Anna and Max walked back to the house almost together, since the girl was always a couple of steps ahead, and she glances over her shoulder at Max every 10 to 15 steps.
On that stretch of the walk, Max was caught by his cousin Anna 4 or 5 times staring at her butt. Before the two boys entered the house, Anna stopped and commented, laughing. —"You can watch all you want, but if you want to touch, you have to come play with me by the lake. That's the only place where playing won't put my mother on the defensive."—
Before Max can answer, Anna opens the door to the house and enters. lkmj
Grandma is already waiting with a plate of hot food.— "Come on, Max, eat. You must be tired after all the effort you've put in so far."— Grandma Olga said, pointing and inviting Max to sit at the table. —"Although it's necessary, you shouldn't pressure yourself to finish everything in one day. You can do one today, one tomorrow, and so on until you're done..."—
Max nods in agreement and immediately comments. —"I plan to work until two in the afternoon and then go with Anna to play by the lake for a while..."— Olga looks back at Anna, and the girl simply smiles in response.
Just as Olga is about to give her opinion on the matter.
Natasha comes down from the second floor: —"Okay, I'll take the kids. It helps to get my old bones some sun."— the lady says as she finishes going down the stairs.
—"How about we all go.?"— Anna comments in a clear counterattack.
Olga immediately takes her word for it. —"Sounds good to me, I'll make some sandwiches."— With that, Grandma applauds, but as she's about to leave, she sees Natasha striking a pose in the kitchen entrance, showing off her new outfit: a short pleated skirt, a low-cut black blouse with a blue lace bra and pantyhose, and sandals.
The outfit isn't anything special, but thanks to her voluptuous body, the blouse fits snugly around her breasts, and since her butt is large, the skirt rides up, revealing the little bulge at the bottom of her buttocks. —"Naty, you look like a stray, and all you're missing is your gum..."—
—"Oh, Mom, don't exaggerate. It only looks that way because the size is smaller."— Natasha said as an excuse, grabbing and lifting her skirt, revealing the blue triangle between her thighs.
—"Mom, for God's sake. !!!"— Anna shouted, immediately turning back to look at Max.
After seeing the panties and her thick thighs, Max looked down at his plate and continued eating. But Natasha was now adjusting her blouse, revealing the tops of her creamy white breasts.
After finishing his breakfast, Max thanked Grandma with a kiss on her cheek.
This caused Anna and Natasha to watch his every move until he left the house and headed for the fields. While the women prepared to leave for the lake, Max continued plowing the next two hectares.
The boy took it easy and finished plowing the two hectares before three in the afternoon. By the time he returned home, the three women were already waiting for Max, ready to leave at any moment.
Since the boy didn't bring any swimsuit, he chose the easiest route: wearing boxer shorts, while each of the women at home wore their corresponding swimsuits under their clothes.
—"Max, put the things in the truck."— Olga said, pointing to a basket with sandwiches and drinks for the afternoon.
The boy nodded at his grandmother's orders and took the basket off the table and took it out of the house, having to wait for his aunt's arrival in the truck.
Natasha parked the red '85 Dodge Ram pickup truck in front of the porch, very similar to the one used in Smallville.
Max puts the basket of drinks in the back along with other things like an umbrella, chairs, and a tablecloth. Grandma climbs in and takes her place next to the driver, then Max follows, and Anna climbs in last, sitting on the boy's lap.
Max doesn't waste any time and slides both hands around Anna's waist until he hugs her, making the girl laugh. She immediately turns back to look at her cousin, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
The entire road to the lake is made of dirt and very bumpy, making the girl jump every 15 seconds on Max's lap.
Like any woman at the beginning of the road, Anna's eyes widen when she feels a hard meat stick right in the middle of her buttocks and immediately comments: —"Why don't you take your phone out of your pocket.?"—
Max shakes his head several times and comments with a laugh: —"That's not my phone."— making his cousin Anna's face turn as red as a seasonal tomato.
—"Anna, why don't you get in the back.?"— Natasha suggests.
Anna simply refuses, and Grandma comments: —"It's for your comfort."— But Anna refuses again before jumping on the lap and the hard meat stick a few more times.
Minutes later, Anna resigned herself to receiving countless stabs to her buttocks along the way.
Forty minutes after leaving home, the van arrived at its destination, but Natasha didn't pull into the parking lot in front of the lake. She drives her truck a few more meters along a side road, arriving at a clearing by the lake.
—"This is where your mother and I always bathe."— Natasha's comment sparks everyone's curiosity, and although they look out the truck window, they only see a copse of trees acting as a barrier.
Anna is the first to get out, and she runs to check on her mother and aunt's special place.
Curiously, part of the shorts look damp, and since they're denim, the stain is easily noticeable.
Natasha, Olga, and Max notice the stain, but no one comments on it. They simply ignore it and continue with their own activities.
Before Max could unload the things, Anna ran back faster than she had entered the grove. She screamed in fear. —"Cousin, cousin, help, help."— Following her screams, the girl ran with a scared expression and immediately hid behind Max.
Seconds later, a series of footsteps took place between the trees, accompanied by several laughs and a voice calling, —"Come here, honey."—
While another voice said.. —"I swear I'll treat you well. I'll only hit you when you don't obey..."— This was followed by outrageous laughter, as if the two had been told the best story of the day.
—"I think we'd better go."— Natasha suggested.
—"Yes, yes, yes, we're leaving."— Anna stated without a second thought, and Olga ordered everyone:— "Get in the truck..."—
For his part, Max knew it was too late for that and watched closely as the trees moved a few meters ahead. Seconds later, three boys emerged, commenting and laughing among themselves. But Max knew there were two more boys yet to appear.
One of the first three, with a relaxed pose, looked at the three women near the truck and smiled:— "Where are you going, beauties.?—" With that, the boy put his hands on his sides, trying to get the attention of the only man in the group, while his two companions slowly walked along the sides.
In a classic, but effective pincer attack...
For his part, Max stood at the front of the group with a radiant smile on his lips and a hunter's look in his eyes. He ran with all his might toward the first of the three boys.
Meters before arriving, Max jumped towards the boy, while clenching his hand into a fist and unleashing a punch in the middle of the boy's chest.
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