Family well and the kids have fun...THE ORTIZS The Ortiz

Family well and the kids have fun... THE ORTIZS The Ortiz family lived in a beautiful country near the capital. Those places where there are guards. Huge doors. Almost walls. No one enters or leaves there without authorization and without going through several controls. There, Mr. Felipe Ortiz had wanted to carry out some renovations in his house that summer that he had been planning for a long time. The house was huge and very beautiful. It was two stories like almost all the ones in that place. Mr. Felipe had been married to Juana for years and from that marriage three children had been born: Lucrecia, Joaquín and Violeta, the youngest. The place was very quiet, because despite being close to the Capital, it was several meters from the highway and the noise of engines was distant. The noise started around ten in the morning. They were a few workers, construction workers who invaded the house like ants. At least that's how Joaquín felt. The noises made him wake up and feel in a pretty bad mood. They were not used to getting up very early. Mr. Felipe received the boys and they immediately began to discuss and exchange opinions with Lorenzo, the construction manager. They stayed like that for a while, while they shared some sparkling mates. Once they reached an agreement, Mr. Felipe left for his job in the city. Juana, the wife was still asleep in the marital room. Joaquín looked out the window and saw the workers coming and going from one side to the other. He stretched his muscles and yawned automatically, he walked around the enormous space of his room. He sat in front of the computer, looked at some messages and clicked on some pages. He looked out the window again and decided to take a bath. The heat was beginning to make itself felt. He took off his shorts, the only item of clothing he was wearing, and went into the bathroom, which also had a huge window, where the light penetrated with enormous force at that hour. He turned on the golden tap and the water began to slide down Joaquín's young and athletic body. It was at that moment that Lorenzo was going to the roof of the house and accidentally stared at the image. Some rooms were on the upper floor and this one belonging to Joaquín was on the upper floor, which is why Lorenzo was left sweating. A wall served as a shield. There he could calmly watch the young man enjoy his bath. He looked at those hard buttocks without fear. His imagination heated up and he thought about caressing those buttocks. He watched as the young man passed the soap over his body. He saw the semi-hard instrument and observed that the boy massaged it with pleasure. He felt hot and increasingly excited. He thought about fucking it right there, but he stopped himself and told himself that this was crazy. Sweat dripped down his broad, brown forehead. His nose swelled when he saw that body he liked. Joaquín, meanwhile, thought he saw a movement, a shadow against the wall, he became alert and smiled perversely. I looked out of the corner of my eye, but I couldn't see who was there. He felt like someone was watching him. Who would it be? I look for the hottest poses as I pass by. He ran his fingers over his tail several times. He squeezed his buttocks with both hands. It was opened and poked around so that the voyeur drooled. At that point Lorenzo was on the verge of exploding with abrasive fever. Joaquín sank his fingers into his ass hole and gently masturbated with the hard but unfinished cock. Just massaging him and kneading his young balls without a trace of hair anywhere. After a while he wrapped himself in a brightly colored towel. He passed it slowly over his burning skin, always looking out of the corner of his eye, but at no time did he manage to discover the voyeaur. Lorenzo's cock was about to burst. He had to get rid of that ass. He didn't know how something would occur to him. Joaquín disappeared from the window and Lorenzo with great effort continued with his tasks, always with his head on that body he desired, on that flesh that made him vibrate. The image, that vision made his cock grow without delay. When that day ended, Lorenzo's wife was the lucky one. He almost didn't let her speak, he grabbed her unceremoniously, completely raised with the image of the boy in his head. The wife was even treated with special affection for her rear. She grateful. The next day at more or less the same time, Joaquín repeated the above and again he felt spied on and he loved that. Lorenzo with his pants about to tear, pushing with his grown cock. Just like the day before, Joaquín was having fun warming up the voyeur. It was nap time when Lorenzo knocked on Joaquín's door. The young man answered. __Sorry, but I need to take measurements, can that be?__ Lorenzo asked __Pass, pass, forward__ Lorenzo's mouth almost fell sideways. The boy was only wearing boxers and showed his body without any shame. __Do what you have to do, don't worry about me__ saying this the boy took a towel and headed to the bathroom. Lorenzo's head was about to break. Even more so when he heard the water falling, he wanted to go in right there, but he restrained himself. His cock throbbed. Sweat bathed his body. __If you want something from here, come in without problems!__ Joaquín shouted. The man's ears perked up. The muscles tensed. A cold ran down his spine. The heart skipped a beat, pumping blood at a crazy pace. The cock wouldn't let him walk calmly. He entered the boy's room and he turned his back to him. He looked closely at that ass and drool ran between his teeth. __Excuse me, I must take some measurements here! Lorenzo said apologetically. __Just do it__ Joaquín answered, carelessly rubbing his hard buttocks. Lorenzo pretended to take some measurements, but he couldn't take his eyes off that body. That's when he heard the boy moan. __What happened to him? __Nothing, nothing, a little shampoo in the eyes and the soap that flew I don't know where...__he said this while he was spinning in place, spinning on his axis, actually making him search, but he was looking for something else. Lorenzo picked up the soap and as he approached the boy, he touched his cock with his hand. The boy stopped, caressed it and noticed that it was beginning to grow and get hard. __Ohhhh, how good!__ the boy exclaimed, letting him do it. Lorenzo tightened his grip on the tool, weighed it, ran it over, his cock was completely raised. Lorenzo's clothes were getting wet because the water kept falling on them. He kissed the boy's nipples, which quickly hardened. He licked and nibbled them, while Joaquín stroked the hot man's hair. The boy panted as he took off Lorenzo's shirt, Joaquín's cock being jerked by Lorenzo. She caressed his balls, and squeezed his cock again. The man took off his pants as best he could. Joaquín rummaged through his boxers and finally caught the man's cock that was about to burst from hard, it was all lust. Joaquín, squatting down, quickly caught Lorenzo's cock, kissed it with his lips, as if unwilling, as if resisting the pleasure, he passed his tongue over it and greedily tasted it. He vibrated it, gave it a few cuddles and finally swallowed it. Lorenzo had to lean against the wall because he was afraid he would faint from the pleasure and desire fulfilled. The boy attacked him with his jaws open, as if desperate, as if he had been waiting to meet the voyeur, because now he knew that it was he who had been looking at him. The boy sucked it, bit it softly, and swallowed the cock again. He alternately took the large fruits of the man that were swollen. Lorenzo caressed the boy's head, pulled his hair and pushed him against his manhood as much as possible. Joaquín stood up, while the cool water continued to fall on the hot naked bodies. He looked for the man's mouth and they shared kisses. Each one taking the other's poronga and masturbating, while their tongues were digging throughout the cavity. It was Lorenzo who after a moment went down and caught the moaning boy's cock. Joaquín's eggs were swallowed by Lorenzo's huge mouth. A while later he turned it slowly, biting each corner of the flesh. The buttocks were visible. He pinched them. The teeth quenched the thirst for skin. I delve into his hole half spreading his buttocks. He sucked and sucked that object unceremoniously. Meanwhile, Joaquín writhed like a mortally wounded animal, completely surrendering to that massage. Lorenzo suddenly stood up, kissing the boy's back inch by inch. He bit and brushed against the bright and eager animal. I fatally rest my violet head on the entrance half-opened by the massages. He pushed gently, waited, tensed his nerves. He pushed again and the head went in. The boy's screams grew louder. The ardor gave way to pleasure. The instrument entered completely, advancing, enjoying and listening to the little screams of crazy pleasure that Joaquín gave. He nailed it deeply. He moved fiercely inside the fully penetrated boy. The boy pushed his hips back helping the fuck. Lorenzo kissed the boy's neck and squeezed his pert nipples. He took the boy's cock and jerked him off without rest. He squeezed the balls, making the eager and passionate boy enjoy more and more. It was then that Joaquín began to release streams of milk on the man's hand, the floor, the walls. Giving a wild, raucous scream. The bathroom was filled with screams of passion all over the walls. Lorenzo, still clinging to Joaquín's cock, finished and filled the boy's ass that moved and moved and enjoyed having Lorenzo's piece inside him. They continued to stick together, sighing and caressing each other. They didn't realize they were being watched. In the doorway Mica was smiling. Waiting to be seen. __Oh! "I'm sorry..." Lorenzo said surprised and shy, while he took the wobbly iron out of the boy's back. __Don't worry, she's my girlfriend! __Ah!__ he exclaimed even more confused. __Hello love! Having fun without me? How bad!__ Lorenzo didn't understand anything. The girl took Joaquín by the hand and dragged him to the bed. Feeling on the edge, he put his cock in his mouth and started sucking. The cock rose immediately. Mica licked and sucked. She stopped and looked at Lorenzo __ Don't be shy, old lady __ Lorenzo approached and she, standing up, reached for her mouth and pressed it to the man's, crossing her feverish tongue and putting it down his throat.  While with his hand he was caressing the poronga that was showing signs of life. He undressed, Lorenzo saw that beautiful body, young, with hard flesh. Mica motioned for the man to sit next to Joaquín and he did so. The girl began to suck both cocks, alternating one and the other. The two men with their cocks up were enjoying the blowjob that that wild cat gave them. Meanwhile they kissed each other, dripping saliva and fighting with their tongues on the verge of melting. They took the girl and laid her in the middle. They sucked on her small but tasty tits. Tropical grapes. Strange flavors. Aromas that perfumed the place and gave it an even more chaotic and carefree sense. Lorenzo went down to the girl's crotch and licked the cave that was slowly getting wet. He entered her. Sucking, sticking one finger, entering with two. Just as he was, Lorenzo pointed his cock at the entrance of the girl who received him unceremoniously. Joaquín continued licking and biting the tits of his girlfriend who received the man's cock giving a long moan. They stayed like that for a while. Until Joaquín stood behind Lorenzo and started sucking his ass. Lorenzo shook his hips even more. At that Joaquín put one finger and then two. Later he placed his cock at the rear entrance and applied force and penetrated while the bride was fucked by the man. He pumped it for a few moments. Then Mica wanted to be penetrated by both of them. Joaquín took over her vagina and Lorenzo entered from behind, the girl was enjoying the fuck. She scratched her boyfriend's chest. She had non-stop orgasms, and she couldn't stop enjoying herself. They changed positions again a few times. She again took control of her lovers' cocks and first drank the milk of one and then the other. I sucked them alternately until the cocks gave out. He cleaned them and sucked the rings, the balls, leaving his lovers gasping for air. They kissed until they were exhausted and plunged into a nap-like drowsiness that made them wander through other heavens.