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Max finished dinner and put the dishes away. Olga stood up from the table in response. —"Wait a minute."— Max comments, causing Olga to freeze in place.
Max stands up and pushes both chairs, his own and Olga's, behind him.
At that moment, the boy adds... —"Now put both hands on the table and look straight ahead."— To which Olga does immediately without asking any questions.
At this point, Olga scans everything in front of her.
Part of the kitchen, the entrance to the kitchen, and the living room where Anna is flipping channels looking for a movie, and she feels Max position himself right behind her.
The boy places both hands on her shoulders and leans his face until it is right next to Olga's ear.
He lets out a long snort.
Max leans his face closer, first sniffing Grandma's hair, then taking a strand in his hand and bringing it to his nose. Letting out another long sigh, Max took a step back and carefully examined Olga's outfit: a green apron, a tight white blouse, and a black skirt that reached her knees.
Max reached out, grabbing the bottom hem of the skirt and slowly lifting the fabric, exposing the white skin of the legs and thighs, along with a pair of white panties with a small ruffle.
Max wasted no time, also grabbing the sides of the panties and pulling them down evenly, first one side and then the other, until the panties fell to the floor.
Olga's lower body was left bare, but the woman didn't move, much less complain.
Max bent down, his face directly in front of the bottom. With his hands, he grasped and spread each buttock apart, then buried his nose, and his face, in the cold skin.
—"What do you think you're doing.?"— Olga asks nervously, glancing toward the living room, where Anna is still looking for the movie, the girl changing channels over and over.
Max doesn't answer the question; the boy simply buries his face right in the woman's crotch again, while sticking out his tongue.
—"Sh-Ah."— Olga moans as she feels the boy's tongue slide into the entrance of her honey pot, while the boy uses his hands to part the spongy skin of the butt.
The boy swipes his tongue a couple of times and when he sees the abundant nectar, Max gets up to unbutton his pants.
—"Wait, wait, not here, Max, not here."— Olga says, frightened, trying not to raise her voice, speaking through gritted teeth almost in a whisper.
Max hears the whisper, but the boy doesn't care. He simply decides to ignore Grandma's voice and continues pulling down his pants and boxers until they reach his knees.
The dragon springs out as if it had a spring attached to his balls, hard and ready for the coming battle.
The guy holds the shaft and stimulates it a couple of times, sliding his hand up and down, further highlighting the veins, on already hard skin.
At this point, Olga can't take it anymore. The woman turns around and looks at the shaft closely. Without thinking twice, she bends down and takes the dragon in her hands. She begins to slide her hand a couple of times, stimulating the hard flesh even more, before taking it deep inside her mouth.
All this in a few seconds, without losing eye contact, her eyes fixed on the guy's face, while the woman takes more than half the shaft inside her mouth.
After giving the shaft three to five sucks, the woman moves her fingers to her crotch and slides her fingertips around the edge of her cavernous entrance, while her other hand holds and guides the shaft to her pink, freshly painted lips.
The lipstick on Grandma's lips doesn't last long, because by the end of the fifth or sixth blowjob, the shaft had already turned pinker.
Suddenly, Olga stood up decisively, and she turned around, resting her hands on the table again.
It was as if the guy had been waiting for this moment, because Max immediately placed a hand on Grandma's back and pushed Olga forward.
Olga, in turn, leaned her body over the table, staring at the sofa where her granddaughter was sitting. But the woman had to close her eyes as she felt the shaft slide inside and slowly open her insides, making her moan even louder.— "Fuck!!!"—
Olga's moan echoes all the way to the living room, making Anna's body tremble as she continued to pretend to flip through the TV channels.
At one point, due to the constant channel-flipping, the TV goes silent, making Olga's moans much more distinct, followed by the sound of skins clashing together.
Anna had no idea when one of his hands landed between her legs and his finger slid down to outline the entrance to her honey pot over the fabric of her tight pants.— "Damn, Max."— Anna yelled in exasperation and turned her head to see what the hell they were doing.
Up on the dining table, Olga was already lying down, and Max was behind her, thrusting his hips again and again. With each thrust, her grandmother Olga's voice grew fainter and fainter, as if drowned out by each blow to her ass.
But if this seems completely crazy, what follows leaves the girl speechless, as at a certain moment their gazes finally meet..
Olga takes her time looking at her granddaughter, Anna
The grandmother simply smiles with an air of superiority and arrogance, she slides her hands forward.
Olga grips the edge of the table tightly. Then she turns back to look at Max, and she demands. —"Hit me harder."— With that, the boy accelerates his thrusts, making both the dining room and Olga's body tremble.
At that very moment, a much more arrogant smile forms on the grandmother's lips.
This causes Anna's mouth and eyes to drop open, while the girl babbles nonsensically.
Until a voice asks her. —"What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost."— Natasha says, rubbing her hand on Anna's forehead and then sliding it down to the girl's cheek, then rubbing her chin, while Anna continues babbling.
Natasha is surprised to not understand her daughter's words, but when she sees her eyes, she simply follows them and turns her body.
—"Oh, I think they haven't finished dinner."— Natasha comments, seeing what's happening above the dining room where Grandma's honey pot is being ravaged again and again by her precious grandson.
—"Well, I think I'll go back and rest."— Natasha comments, rubbing her daughter's head again before turning and walking toward the stairs to the second floor.
—"Mom, are you going to let this happen.? Aren't you thinking of stopping all this madness.?"— Anna asks, seeing her mother's back walking away.
Natasha stops in her tracks and looks toward the kitchen. Just at that moment, Max grabs Olga's hip with one hand, while with the other, the boy unleashes a hard slap on one of her buttocks.
The loud noise makes both Natasha and Anna's bodies shudder, and both women turn around to look at the same time in complete silence.
—"Stop.?"— Natasha asks her daughter, after she turning around to look at her face.
Anna stares toward the kitchen, still with her eyes and mouth open, while the girl nods silently.
Natasha smiles at the girl's naiveté. —"Tell me, babe, do you think I'm blind, deaf, or do you think I'm crazy.?"— After her question, Natasha takes a few steps back.
Anna immediately shakes her head in response. Natasha's smile grows even wider and adds. —"I thought so..."—
After her brief comment, Natasha resumes her walk toward the stairs and thinks silently, then looks toward the kitchen: (Wow, Mom still puts up with that kind of crazy attack. I just hope the damn brat doesn't go wild before going to sleep my room..)
But the emotion in Natasha's eyes is something very difficult to hide for this woman, who immediately runs up each of the steps to the second floor.
Anna waits until her mother's body is completely lost in the second-floor hallway before smacking her lips in annoyance.
—"Damn, this didn't work, my mother doesn't believe me."— After cursing in obvious annoyance, Anna sits back down on the couch and continues wasting time flipping channels on the TV.
In the kitchen, Max lunges and lets out a deep sigh.
The boy remains completely still for a few seconds, keeping his eyes closed and his face upturned.
Olga's eyes roll back in her head, and she lets out faint moans with every tremble in her body.
When he's done, Max places both hands on Grandma's back and runs his fingertips over her skin.
Without saying a word or commenting, the boy stepped back and began pulling up his underwear along with his pants.
Olga placed both hands on the table. She stood up. The woman then pulled up her panties and lowered her skirt, sliding her hands to smooth out some wrinkles in the fabric.
Then she fixed her bra, adjusted her breasts, and pulled down her tight white blouse.
Max reached into one of his pockets and took out a bills, handing them to Grandma.
When Grandma saw the bill, her anger showed in her eyes, while her mouth puckered up. —"You..."— she said through gritted teeth.
In response, Max smiled and looked into Grandma's eyes. He then placed a finger on his lips and added,. —"You....I'll go down around 6:00 am and be back before 9:00 pm."—
Remembering what the boy had to do, Olga fell silent. She snatched the bill from his hand and tucked it between her breasts...
—"Good."— She said before turning around and walking away from the kitchen toward the stairs...
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After letting out a loud snort of disgust, Grandma Olga took the bill and tucked it deep into her breasts. She walked toward the kitchen exit, squirming her hips, causing her butt to shake and sway from side to side to the rhythm of her steps.
Max stood still for a few seconds, admiring the beautiful scenery, the swaying of her spongy butt taking his breath away, until Anna's body entered his line of vision.
Grandma Olga has a robust body, unlike Anna's, with her slimmer body, medium-sized chest, slender waist, and long, slender legs.
At a certain point in the entrance between the living room and the kitchen, the two women met, but they acted as if they didn't know each other so naturally, and at no point did they turn to look at each other.
They simply continued walking, completely ignoring each other's existence.
Olga continues on her way, and before reaching the stairs, her body turns slightly until she disappears from the boy's attentive gaze, just as Anna arrives in front of Max.
—"Let's go."— the girl comments, flashing a cute smile, and without wasting any time, the girl steps to his side and takes Max's arm.
The boy is literally dragged into the living room by his cousin Anna, who begins listing an endless list of movies they can watch.
Max nods a few times, and when he doesn't understand Anna's words, the boy simply smiles in response, his gaze scanning the three different sofas in the living room, the small, wide table right in the middle of the living room, the new 80-inch Smart TV, the cabinet where the TV rests, and two pieces of furniture a few feet away from the TV with two lamps on them.
Anna leads the boy to the three-seater sofa, ( the largest sofa in the living room, ) and pushes his body until Max sits halfway down on the sofa...
Anna leans forward and grabs the TV remote from the small table, revealing a pair of sexy blue gym shorts that only cover half of her butt and leave the lower part of her buttocks exposed. After turning on the screen, the girl puts on the first television program she finds and turns up the volume.
Max's face is somewhat confused at the sight of that iconic image from infomercials featuring products that claim to improve your quality of life.
Just as the guy is about to open his mouth, Anna pivots her feet and turns around. She then walks right in front of him and crouches down to her knees.
Anna leans forward, stretching her arms until her hands grasp, unbutton, and pull down the guy's pants along with his underwear.
Max lifts his hips slightly, making it easier for the girl to remove his pants and underwear.
When Anna finally manages to get the pants off, she balls the clothes up in her hand and throws them aside without a second glance.
Once this is done, Anna stands up and gestures with her hands for Max to raise his hands and come closer.
The shirt suffered the same fate, falling right on top of the ball formed by the pants and underwear.
Anna casually takes off her shirt and shorts in front of the boy, while she continuing to comment on the movies that can be seen at this hour.
This information goes completely unnoticed by the boy, seeing how naturally Anna undresses. She also takes off her bra and panties.
Anna, as she removes her bra, places both hands on her waist and looks at the boy for a few seconds. She laughs when she sees how the shaft slowly rises until it is facing the sky.
—"I think someone is excited to see me."— the girl comments, followed by another loud laugh before moving both hands to the sides of her hips.
Anna holds the panties at both ends, then slides them over her hips and drops them to the floor. She then tosses them with her feet along with the rest of her clothes.
With that done, the smile on the girl's lips brightens as she takes a couple of steps forward and climbs onto Max's lap, where she lifts her hips, she accommodating the entrance of her honey pot, under the head of the shaft.
Anna lowers her hips slowly and pauses briefly as she feels the dragon's head touch the tender, pink skin of her entrance. She then lowers her hips until her butt touches the boy's thighs as the shaft makes its way into her insides.
—"God.!!!"— Anna moans as she rests her hips on the boy's thighs before lifting her butt again.
Max, meanwhile, places both hands on the girl's waist, and she, in response, places both hands on the boy's shoulders and then hugs his neck tightly.
The sound of Anna's butt hitting Max's thighs is completely drowned out by the sound of infomercials on the TV at the end of the living room.
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Olga took her time climbing the steps one by one, preventing the thick liquid inside her insides from spilling between her thighs, while Grandma checked and cursed the poor boy's fate alongside his ancestors.
—"What's wrong.?"— After hearing the question, Olga looked up, and just as she was about to open her mouth to express her complaints, Grandma managed a moment of lucidity, reacting in time. She simply flashed her cutest smile before answering her daughter Natasha. —"Oh, nothing, it's nothing, my dear, it's just these pains."— She pointed to her knees.
—"Ah."— Natasha commented in amazement, adding with clear doubt in her voice. —"Is that it?"— To which Olga immediately nodded a couple of times.
—"Hmm."— After a hesitant murmur, Natasha immediately continues: —"Right, right, you're too old for this."— After her words, Natasha looks straight into Grandma's eyes and tilts her head to the side, heading toward the kitchen.
Silently, Natasha was referring to what had happened with Max in the kitchen a few minutes earlier.
As her daughter made everything clear with her words, Olga immediately forms a smile and places both hands on her waist.
After striking an obvious challenge, Olga's smile widens and she comments through her teeth. —"Oh."— while Grandma briefly her head again in agreement.
—"Yeah, yeah, you're right, you should quit too."— Natasha furrows her eyebrows with some doubt in her gaze, not understanding her mother's words.
Seeing the doubt on her daughter's face, Olga immediately adds. —"You know, a married woman with three children, late at night, at a motel, with a handsome young man, people can gossip like they're making a mess of things."—
After hearing her mother's words, Natasha swallows a mouthful of saliva as if she were passing a couple of rocks down her throat, but the woman isn't intimidated and she too places both hands on her waist, proudly lifts her chest, and looks into her mother's eyes. —"Are you going to tell Steve?"—
Olga makes a face of utter confusion at Natasha's words. —"No, no, of course not. I don't want Steve to think he has a whore for a wife."— Grandma says the last part of the sentence aloud.
Natasha nods, smiling as she mutters. —"Sure, sure, nobody wants a daughter of a bitch as a wife, right, Mom.?"—
—"Oh, what.?!"— Olga asks, astonished.
Just as Natasha is about to open her mouth again, reaffirming her comment, the sound of the TV infomercial falls silent, announcing its end. In the background, a series of loud moans can be heard.
—"Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me harder, harder.."— Anna screams with obvious excitement, followed by a series of slow applause.
This erotic sound causes both women, one in the hallway and the other on the stairs, to turn their heads toward the living room and then stare at each other.
—"Daughter of a bitch."— Natasha comments angrily.
—"Yeah, she's a total Daughter of a bitch.."— Olga comments in response, smiling with an obvious gesture of superiority at Natasha.
After a brief, but loud, snort of annoyance, Natasha, without saying anything else, goes down the stairs, leaving Olga behind.
Before resuming her walk to the second-floor bathroom, Olga smiles triumphantly again, but when she remembers the mess between her thighs, grandmother's smile turns into a clear grimace of disgust, and she complains through gritted teeth: —"Damn brat."—
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It didn't take Natasha long to go down most of the steps, but before reaching the bottom of the stairs, she glances at the largest sofa in the living room.
From there, you can see the boy's naked torso and upper arms, while Max lies sideways and looks down, completely ignoring the TV in the background.
It didn't take long for the woman to walk the last few meters to reach the couch and see Max naked behind Anna..
The girl is also completely naked, her knees bent over the couch seat, her butt raised, and Anna's face buried in the cushions, muffling most of her moans, while a resounding sound of applause echoes throughout the living room at the sound of the boy's thighs constantly slapping against the girl's butt.
Sensing a presence next to the couch, Max turns his head, and the moment his gaze meets his Aunt Natasha's, the boy simply smiles, speeds up his thrusts, and slaps his cousin Anna's buttocks a couple of times.
At such an event, all those words of disgust Natasha had thought of in advance get stuck in her throat.
Max takes advantage of this moment and makes a series of eye signals to his aunt, telling her to stay silent and leave, or do whatever she needs to do, while Anna's body trembles with several spasms, accompanied by a series of screams. —"Max, Max, Max, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming."—
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