Vendetta.Vendetta is written with v (Second and last part)

Vendetta. Vendetta is written with v (Second and last part) As soon as Fatima left I made to get up to turn off the video and start watching it, however, I was tired. I started to think. The truth is that I have never been a sexual wonder and with two fucks in a row I find myself more than satisfied and sometimes quite tired, what can I do? The thoughts followed one another. After getting laid the thing always happens to me Same thing, I start to think about it. I worry. Could it be true that friends say that they fuck non-stop all night with 5 minute intervals? I wish I could say that I fucked all night like a condemned man... the fact is that one is what one is. The thoughts. The plan was developing as planned. The truth is that I was surprised by how correct my predictions were, except for one thing: I didn't think that Fátima, 17 years old and educated in an Opus school, was going to react way he did it. I thought that when I discovered her she would start crying and ask me discretion and period. But it wasn't like that, no... And how he sucks it. What will they teach them in those schools? They seem like they spend the day with a cock in their mouth, I don't know. TO I certainly won't take my daughters there. When I recovered a little I got up and turned off the camera. video. I really liked how the recording turned out. It was obvious that there would be I had to do some tweaking but it had a lot of potential. Fatima seemed very involved in his role and his gestures of displeasure were not seen except at the moment when that I told him to leave without showering but he could delete that part since he didn't It was an objective to include in the video. Enough of the humiliation personal that the poor girl suffered. I caught myself in that thought and I scolded myself: Now you just need to feel sorry for the little girl. you seem you're bigger asshole than her. I picked up my cell phone and called Ana. I used to ask her a missed call so as not to consume my meager balance on the active card and she He hung up and called me since he had a contract financed by his cuckold. father, that is, the classic llama-hang method. Ana did not cut off the call and he caught me Hello. Why did you catch me? I forgot. Plus I thought you already had money to pay for your cell phone. Even my little sister has it. It's just that your sister is very precocious (I laughed internally). What about her? Very good, lovely. She insisted on bringing me herself the papers. Oh really? Yeah. Did he tell you something? Nothing, we talk little (hehehe, I found myself very clever same). I gave him something to drink and he practically wore it (hahahaha here I surpassed myself). Ana didn't suspect anything. I think he must have been with someone little friend because I noticed she was a little distracted from the conversation. He simply added. Well, I'll call you later, okay? Very good. Bye bye. Ciao. It was after 10 at night and I thought it would be a good time to mount the tape. I didn't think it was so boring and heavy to make an assembly. Moan above, moan below, cut this way and enter again soon so it doesn't show... I was there until two in the morning but I think it was worth it. Tomorrow I would pass the acid test. I would call someone friend, let's see what you think... By the way, Ana didn't call. My confidant was right. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin...!!!!!!!!!!! God!!!! Fucking alarm clock! This thing about being hardworking is the Wow. I'm going to work. Fortunately I could go by car since there is not much traffic and in the vicinity of the Bernabéu it is good to park in summer because there are few people working. I worked one more day cleaning tables and toilets at the burger. TO At lunchtime I called Chispas, my mechanic colleague, and invited him to my house. TO The 8 of us stayed. Sparks is a guy who has lived a lot, or so he says, the The truth is that and I don't believe his stories, but of my colleagues he is the one who trust I deserve. I told him that last weekend I had triumphed and that I took it to the apartment to record the celebration. No shit man. I already tell you. They are very whores. Well, this one didn't look like a whore. That's what I thought but he has very strange customs. The truth is that you can see that she is very involved. Said. Really? I thought you didn't like it very much. performance. What's up!! She is delighted. Look at her moaning. He said this in one of the moans that I had put in artificially. I had passed the test!!! The prude didn't seem obligated. Do you mind if I jerk off? Put on a condom, you're not going to get it all over me. I was surprised that the sparks, protagonist of stories of sex that lasted entire nights, he jerked off with this tape... It seems to me that his Stories were losing credibility by the minute. I don't want to deviate. Sorry reader. I spent the rest of the summer working. The only notable thing It's just that I hired the services of a whore. I no longer had to save and I decided Call a whore to give me a treat. Since I fucked Fatima I was on two legs... I know it's sad to go to whores but I didn't feel like go out... I don't think I'll repeat it. The price was brutal: in one hour (I have already told you commented that for me it is more than enough) I got half pay for August. When the slut left I inevitably thought that she had wrong profession... It was 8:00 on September 2 and Ana's parents They returned from vacation the day before, Sunday. Ana decided to stay a few days further. This situation made me reaffirm my plan. The very daughter of a bitch He stayed there with his little friend... when I hadn't been able to stay one night with her.... 9.00 Orense Street Post Office. Send this package to the attention of Mrs. Count of the Gaitanes No. They are 1.90 more or less 315 pesetas. I don't understand it with him euro boy. He said after looking at a conversion table. Little by little man. Before noon? No, it's going to take a few months... The package man!! Ahhh!! Yes, yes! At 12.00 Perfect. I wanted him to have time to see it before his wife returned. husband. I ran to the Burger and worked until 4:30 in the afternoon. to that time the shift changed. I have to admit that at 12 I felt a sensation strange It was delivery time. However, the most curious thing is that at 12:20 I felt a real chill. I preferred not to give it importance, but one thing is clear in the kitchen of a Burger you can feel many things but one of them It's not a chill... I got home and saw a call on the answering machine. You have a new message... Message number 1: I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into. Call me immediately. It was Ana's mother. The tone was extremely serious. It even seemed forced. However, it scares me. I was right I didn't know where I was getting into it. I hastily dialed his house number. I was very scared. Tell me? Could I talk to the lady? From whom? I'm Raúl, Ana's boyfriend. Hello, I'm your father. How are you son? It was evident that the mother had not told him anything, since He kept his manners as he had done each and every time he met me. had picked up the phone over the last few months, a period in which He made our relationship official at Ana's house. Very good and you? Back from vacation, quite hard.... ha ha ha ha His slow fucking laugh exasperated me. I wasn't in the mood. Yeah, that's the bad thing... Well, I'll leave you with my wife who I know she wanted to tell you about. something. See you later son. See you later. After half a minute I heard the other end of the receiver. Listen to me. I don't know what you want. However, you should know That if someone other than you and I sees this video, I will end your miserable life. Come tomorrow at 11.00 in the morning. I have to work. I appealed. They will be able to do without you. He hung up the phone. I found the security with the that spoke. Both she and I knew that I was going to do what I was told and that It relegated me to an unfavorable position in the negotiation. The plan was being deviating from what was planned. But I still had time to channel it towards a more favorable terrain. That night I slept pretty badly. Turning around the encounter of the next day. I rehearsed a thousand currents of acting. I'm sorry. It was a mistake. I shouldn't have done it... You have to see how her daughter sucks her, what school she says she goes to was he going? ... None convinced me. 11:45 on September 3, 2002. I'm going on the Burgos road direction La Moraleja. I made a little time to arrive with 10 minutes of delay. I didn't want to seem anxious. I hate the feeling of arriving at a party First, as if you had nothing to do all day. I found the door open as was usual in that house. I parked my R18 in the garden and went down of the same. 12.05 DING DONG!! A Filipina opens the door. What do you want? I come to talk to the lady of the house. Wait a moment in this room. Everything was correction for the moment. In the distance, after 15 endless minutes of waiting (I think she doesn't like to seem anxious) I hear high-heeled footsteps. Immediately after, Ana's mother enters the room. brown lady, long hair, green eyes, 168 170cm, about 44 years old and very attractive. He also had a great figure. He comes over and shakes my hand. Do you want something to drink? No thanks. I stuttered. Alright. Let's talk then. There was a long, uncomfortable silence. It seemed that he gave me the initiative for me to show him that he was helpless and without any plan. I think that If you want this not to be a humiliation for your daughter, for you and for your family and a separation between your two daughters You will have to do a number of things. I interrupted her. He was slow to react. I did not expect this development of the events. The fact that? 500,000 pesetas and Miserable....He interrupted me. And a night with you. I continued. Get out of here. I'll see you in court for abuse of a minor. You will know. You already know that the little has little, loses and no I know what her friends will think of her daughter's voracity. I tried to say goodbye politely but he refused my hand. Was Of course: he had won the fight!! Of course the war was about to be decided and I He had played very hard. If I lost it would be very bad. In the car I felt euphoric. It had been a download very strong adrenaline. However, all that was left was to wait. I spent five days glued to the phone. He wasn't going to work claiming he had the flu. Of course, They fired me on the third day...(that's what Mr. Ansar friend of Bus. Let's leave politics aside). 10:00 p.m. on September 8, 2002. I will stop talking about myself. relationship with Ana since it was reduced to texts in which she told me that she was going to Take advantage of the good weather for another week. It didn't even occur to him to invite me now that I knew I didn't have a job... But anyway, I wasn't going to be bothered by that detail. now!! My phone rings. Tell me? Come tomorrow at 12 in the morning. Bring all copies that you have of the video. I trust your word.   We go up the stairs. Me behind her. It puts me in the marital room. Closes with latch. And he remains standing. I start with take off her high heels. Then I unbuckle his belt and the button on his pants. I slide them down her legs to the floor. She lifts one foot first and then the other to free him from the pants that he had on his ankles. Then she takes off her blouse and lies down on the bed. Still dressed, I spread her legs and begin to lick her. inner part of her thighs, very firm despite her age. I entertain myself her groin through the outside of her panties. When I finally arrive I notice them warm and a little humid. I decide to take them off. She collaborates and takes off the bra herself. At that moment I took off my pants and shirt to then lie face up on the bed and begin to dominate the situation. I told him to pull down my underwear. I told him that I lick the eggs. It is something that excites me enormously and she did it in a excellent shape. First he went over the entire surface of the eggs with his tongue and Then he put each of the eggs in his mouth and savored it to the fullest. I I was on the verge of orgasm but I tried to hold on and barely made it. She realized it and reacted just like her daughter, trying to separate but I I tried to avoid it without success. In the end the result was worse since I I emptied into her hair. I had come without him touching my cock and it had been one of the most bathed orgasms of my life. She was very hot. I perceived it when I brought my tail closer to his shell. It gave off an immense heat that unintentionally attracted my bar. The I penetrated without any effort. She moaned lightly at first and then She relaxed, from time to time, she sighed as only women who go to bed do. reach a great orgasm. I began to quicken the pace when his breathing slowed. It started to jerk and when I was about to cum she screamed: Go on!!! I didn't know if I was going to last but I had to give it my all. AND I managed to contain my convulsions until she screamed like a desperate moment at which I couldn't help but discharge with all my strength into his Pussy. I released a large amount of milk again after squirming pleasure. My semen overflowed her vaginal cavity and she was as if she had fainted from the pleasure he had achieved. However, I had not said the last word. Surprisingly, I had the strength for a third orgasm, despite the effort. done. I put her on all fours and lubricated her ass by spreading what I had inside the pussy in the ass. I brought it to him and with four little touches I got thread it. She must have found it pleasurable because she lost her balance and He collapsed on the bed. I had to repeat the operation however, I decided lubricate his little ass with my own saliva, giving it a lick and penetrating that miserable hole with my tongue. The mixture of flavors acted as an aphrodisiac, put a thousand. I penetrated her with less effort than before and after 10 minutes of frenetic movement I hit myself... I shit myself!!! I fell out of the fucking bed. everything was a fucking dream I hadn't won the fucking battle and what's worse my great acting in bed was just a dream. I got really down on myself at that moment and I started to think about it. to what would happen tomorrow but with each passing minute I found myself more awake and with less confidence to succeed. It was 11:50 and I was entering my R18 through the door of the urbanization. I made a couple of laps to kill time and at 12:05 I entered the door, always open, of the house. I parked. I called DING, DONG!! The Filipina opens the door. Good morning, what do you want? Open the door for me! He was surprised but finally opened the fucking door. Please wait here. A man I didn't know at all appeared, dressed in an impeccable designer suit. Which scared me quite a bit. Raul Gonzalez? Could be. What does it depend on? Who asked me? I surprised myself with my cocky tone. Pablo Sebastian. Criminal Lawyer. Are you Raúl Gonzalez? The words Criminal Lawyer had a devastating effect in my morals. So much so that I felt a sudden dizziness that almost made me fall down. floor. I felt like I wanted to die. Yes, it's me. What happens? I think you had to give something to the lady of the house... Here, here. I gave him the tapes without knowing very well what It is what he did and without taking into account the consequences that it would have. Here, she also wanted to give you some documents. He extended his hand and handed me some documents. when I read them I had to ask for a snack because I was completely dizzy. The documents were a copy of the complaint that had been presented in the Plaza de Castilla courts for child abuse... In that At that moment I realized that I had played too hard and lost. I will spare you all the judicial procedures that have been done to me led to write this story from the Carabanchel prison library since they are long, painful and humiliating for me. I could tell you the reception that the inmates gave me when I was considered a rapist thanks to the cunning movements of Ana and Fátima's mother between her contacts in Carabanchel and the rich have contacts even in prison, However, I will not do so since my story should be included in another category different than what I have done. Fortunately I am already finishing paying my debt with the society although it has cost me a strong addiction to methadone, gift of the prison system of advanced countries. Greetings to all and I hope you liked my story. Yeah If you want to contact me, my email is as follows: enfant_terrible001@yahoo.es Carabanchel 2003