It all started when he came to live in our house with my husband and my two small children, a cousin of my husband, a te

It all started when he came to live in our house with my husband and my two small children, a cousin of my husband, a teenager of about 18 years. Apparently the boy had had problems in his neighborhood and they wanted get him out of there for a while. I didn't like such a bird at home, but since it was a "family" thing, I had to swallow. The kid came, and it turned out to be quite different from what thought. Instead of cocky and with the air of a criminal as I had expected, He turned out to be quiet, timid and extremely shy, especially with me. Before putting it in the house, and how it was going to be in my house Having small children, I took the precaution of putting a small camera television in your room. A tiny camera to connect my computer the consultation (I am a doctor although I do not consult at home) that I bought to monitor to the babysitter in a fit of worry that she had months ago when they went out on television images of photographers. He was going to sleep in someone's room of the children, and I put these together in a different one. At first I didn't even use the camera, because the kid was very formal. Especially with me. He looked at me a lot, but spoke to me little and without look me in the face. I only remembered the camera, one day it did something that made me It seemed a little strange: I was with the children in the living room, and I arrived from the shower and started putting cream on my legs. After a while, he, who was on the sofa opposite, He got up quickly and went into his room. I was always on the lookout for him taking drugs. or similar, I got worried and for the first time I remembered the camera and felt need to keep an eye on it. I approached the office, locked it and after a while of computer loaded, connected the camera link and solved the mystery. I laughed when I saw that what I was doing was masturbate. I got out of the shower as I had always done, very covered with the towel from chest to waist, but seeing my legs and spreading the cream, I He had gotten sick and had had to go to "relieve himself." The kid was still there energetically and anxiously rubbing his penis. That amused me and flattered me. The hormones of that little more than fifteen-year-old teenager dreamed of my body, and now he was comforting himself with his hand in the solitude of his room. After a few minutes, he ejaculated and to my chagrin, he He cleaned the sheet on his bed. I left the office amused and got dressed. As I had a "admirer", I decided to please him and put on some shorts and a t-shirt with loose handles, but very low-cut. Also, to his credit, I didn't wear a bra, something that very rarely happened, because the fact of having such big breasts It made it uncomfortable for me not to wear it. After masturbating, he left the room with a troubled, and it took me a lot of work not to smile when I crossed paths with him. Was calm for a while, until he saw my clothing again and above all the generous portion of breasts that showed the shirt in some positions. A few days passed, and I continued my tactic of "giving him a topic" for his night session while he watched greedily and silently when he thought that I was not was pending. Sometimes the zambomba was played with the light off, but With the illumination of the children's night lamp, I could follow the movements of your masturbatory session. I even had a fun idea, which was to show him an album of photos of the children that he kept in the room of one of them, which was the that he occupied, and I previously added a couple of photos that were not there. an era from the beach. In full body, I was topless, and covered only my big breasts, nipples with arms, and another, very suggestive in the Canary Islands dressed in a mini and a top. On the computer monitor, then I laughed seeing how with the door closed and the latch bolted he went to the album and looked at the photos. Fixedly, as if contemplating my legs, my pubes, my breasts........., and He began to touch his pants as if putting something on. Then he did it again with longer duration. It is seen that he had an erection and had to adjust his penis. Of adjusting it so much, it got worse and I ended up taking it out through the fly of the pants. Then he slowly stroked himself looking at the photos until he started a straw The boy rubbed himself faster and faster, until he was lying on the bed. He no longer looked at the photos, and instead shook his penis more and more compulsively. Since I already knew his rhythm and what he needed to ejaculate, I decided be a bit of a hooligan. I stopped recording and went to call his room. In the video you could see his shock and frustration at failing the long-awaited final moment and his overwhelm for not knowing how to react. After a few seconds, he managed to put his clothes back together, put away the album and open. What were you doing? I asked innocently without I could avoid a smile. Nothing. Babbling. - I'm going to put the washing machine on so give me all the dirty clothes that you have, that then things appear there when it is already underway. I went around the room choosing some clothes from among the t-shirts, tracksuits and sneakers that generally littered the room, while I gave him the opportunity to see my breasts through the neckline and surrounded the place where he had hurriedly saved the photos to make him nervous. It was covered the area with his hands, but the tracksuit he was wearing made it evident that he was still I had a big erection. - Let's go to dinner. I said while looking into his face a slight gesture of disappointment at seeing their chances of reaching the "goal" finished. Anyway, what I had the most fun was when I did it during the day when he managed to "do an emergency". One very hot summer night, my little son, who admired him quite a bit with that admiration that children have for their cousins or older brothers, wanted to go to the room where he slept and get into the bed. - Well, but you stand on the side of the wall to avoid falling. And I told José not to worry. That when he fell asleep I already would take the child from his bed. After a while, I returned and the child still wasn't sleeping. José, perhaps out of embarrassment, he preferred to pretend to be asleep. So almost laying down On top of him, I began to whisper in the boy's ear to convince him to come. He He refused, so I continued talking to him for a long time. The "sleeping" José without a doubt almost felt my weight on him, my presence, my smell and my breasts almost on his face and how I had to stick a knee on the bed, my legs touched his when I tried to pick up the child. Only partially covered with a sheet, and unable to move to continue being able to pretend to be asleep and continue enjoying, he couldn't change his position to hide the complete erection he felt at that moment despite the almost darkness of the room. Finally I decided to take the child and did the final prank. While I grumbled under my breath about the effort of removing the child, I advanced my knee to his testicles, I gave them a light blow and left it there. José jumped in his false dream and held on. I lifted the child, and because of the weight, I made a fleeting rest, just putting the back of his hand on the boy's erection. Two seconds, and I lifted him up definitively to leave the room. I put the child in his little bed and went back to listen. For some For a strange reason, José did not stay in the room. He went to the bathroom and locked up From our bathroom, I could see through the small window common translucent his figure in front of the toilet bowl as he shook frantic and said in a quiet voice as if obsessed, damn! Ugh! Damn! What a blast! This time, there were no stops or changes of pace to last longer. In a very short time I could see how he changed his rhythm and stretched his penis so that the semen fell through the water cup. He washed his hands. He wasn't as dazed as he seemed either. Of the night surveillance I discovered that since his room was under the ours was attentive to what he heard, especially when he had sex with my husband. I didn't know that you could hear it from below, but from the discovery, I dislodged a screw from the headboard of the bed so that it would hit the wall slightly with each lunge, and I tried to be a little louder than I which already was. Evidently, as he heard the sounds every night, he began to agitate, sometimes he moved as if looking for where he could hear the most and ended up Take down your pajamas and start shaking. He looked up, then down, and He rubbed himself with more frenzy. He walked in circles as if dazed, rubbing himself and At one point he twisted his face and ejaculated directly on the floor. Even some days on the weekend, I left the door ajar. bedroom door. As between the hallway and the bed room there is a dressing room, you can't see anything even if someone peeks out, but that provided direct sound. The thing is that on weekends he stayed alone in the living room, downstairs, watching TV until late or doing whatever stuff. I couldn't have images from the camera of the living room or the stairs and even I thought he didn't notice or didn't hear anything, until in the mornings searching carefully, I began to find his typical trace of stains from his nighttime runs and bits of stained toilet paper. The following week my sister came to spend the weekend. Seeing the boy, he asked me what about my husband's cousin. Well, he's a good kid, quiet, formal and obedient, but it turned out to be a complete jerk for me. I said laughing. Wanker? She said amused. Yes, he is in his room all day touching his zambomba. Although I help him a lot, ha ha ha. It seems that he likes me, so I give him reasons to get horny. I find it very funny see you download. How are you going, ha ha. Don't leave him traumatized He is still young. Their hormones are already itching, so you can alter it more. I told my sister about the past episodes and we laughed with them. Joseph's efforts and dissimulations. I even showed him the photos I was hiding in his room, which were already full of fingerprints from handling them with the hands wet with unspeakable substances and the hiding place of tissues filled with semen from his "exercises", which for some reason he did not dare to throw.. Poor thing.......my sister constantly repeated as if I did something bad. Poor little Don makes an average of three manolas a day. day the condemned. The one that accompanies us at night when we do it, the of the erection in the morning, and then when I get it bad in the afternoon. Well, for today we are going to give it a twist so you can see it in action. That afternoon we all went to the beach and when we returned, we started the shower and bath session. I already prepared the older child by saying, don't you want bathe with Jose? Yes, yes......... Once home, my husband went to our bathroom upstairs, and I took the children to the general's bathtub. Come on, everyone, take a bath... I shouted. The older boy went into the bathroom and began to call Joseph. - Bathe with me, bathe with me...... José looked sad and wanted to leave, but I said while fighting with the filler cocks. - Yes, José, it is better that you take a bath with the child, there is no water For everyone, it's late and if not, we won't finish. José was petrified, but I said, hurry up! And I left the bathroom leaving the matter settled. Joseph was now troubled, he did not know what to do and I didn't know if I was going to come back. Two minutes later, I opened the door. He looked at me terrified and a protest threatened. I still had my bathing suit. - Come on, take that off. You're not going to be ashamed now, are you? The kids are naked too (as if that's a comparison) and I'm not leaving to scare I'm a doctor and I see naked guys every day (I lied). Joseph was paralyzed, but I looked at him steadily. Joseph's shame must have been so infinite that he did not even realize Keep in mind that the door was left three fingers ajar, so that my sister I could follow everything by the reflection in the bathroom mirror. José, almost by inertia, intimidated by my gaze, lowered himself slowly the swimsuit. Let's see José! I urged. I was on my knees soap the head of the child already in the bathtub. Finally José left his genitals exposed and covered himself He slightly approached the bathtub. José's penis surprised me because it was small. He He was quite a big boy, but his member was quite boyish. and the quite small testicles surrounded by a fairly long bush of hair only in the upper part. For two or three seconds I stared at his genitals intently and without dissimulation, that they were at the height of my face. To prevent him from relaxing, I decided to mention it and cause him some additional humiliation - So much trouble, for such a small thing, come on, get rid of it all those sands. I continued washing the children, ignoring José on the one hand, and on the other hand another the fact that she was kneeling and not only was she not wearing her top bikini, but the shirt was only tied at the bottom and they looked almost complete my large breasts shaking with the rubbing of the heads of the children. José threatened to wash while he felt almost sick watching my breasts, fighting the erection and dizzy from the humiliation of having his genitals exposed to me. Thinking of my sister, watching in the mirror, say more turns to the nut. And you, just like children, do we have to insist that you do you wash? And I passed the sponge over her chest, leaving my heaving breasts a few centimeters of his eyes... "Ready!" I shouted, making the children get out of the bathtub. TO dry up. You too were José! I waited a few seconds for José to leave and shouted - Alice! Come get the children! A few seconds, and Alicia entered, much to José's dismay. I was already petrified and was looking in vain for a towel (I held onto it without give it to him) to hide his almost erect penis despite his efforts. While the children wrapped themselves in a huge towel each one, José managed to cover himself, but he had another turn......... When my penis was erect, I saw something strange and I stared at it. and I told him: José, have you been checked to see if you had phimosis? José at that point in the scene did not even react, but seemed to answer yes. I took José's penis, ignoring how I had done until now which was erect, and I took it in my hand. Well, until you were 12 years old, I should have checked your pediatrician, but now that you're older, it's difficult to get examined.... I'm doctor I insisted with infinite authority as if he were a child before José's reluctance. But then now José looked at Alicia. - Oh, does Alicia bother you? But she's my sister (I said with firmness as if that were an argument...) I pulled the foreskin up and the foreskin was barely revealed. glans. I groped a little more than necessary, while my breasts continued to rise further. sight of his eyes than before. His penis was completely erect and was emitting heat. You don't have phimosis, or I don't think so. You have what they call adhesions. The skin of your foreskin sticks and is not completely revealed. No It is usually operated on because at your age, it usually corrects itself. Does it hurt when do you get hard? Eh?, if you see a girl "your age" (Alicia smiled when she heard my deliberate nuance) that you like and it gets up, does it hurt? José muttered a very low "no", but inside I I realized that something must be bothering him. That's why sometimes I had urgency in masturbate and some sessions were complicated. It was probably eroded the glans. Normally at your age the foreskin, and if not, with puberty, when you start masturbating, you will forcing the skin and it widens. Do you usually jerk off? José, while still holding his penis in my hand, lied and said no. Well, it's strange, kids your age, they all do it. Maybe it hurts and you can't do them, are you sure you don't masturbate? Don't be afraid, you won't get pimples or stay "blind," Alice intervened, laughing.... Yes, man, at your age, everyone cranks all day if you can. When you do your things, use a tissue and Clean well, don't stain anything. I said with a judicious tone. And the testicles, You have them well lowered too, I said, lowering my hands and feeling it. as if it were an animal. At that moment and with a squeeze on his balls when releasing them which made him shudder, I finished the exam, with the same indifference with which I had acted the whole time, and I left the bathroom with Alicia, leaving him alone. - If you are not going to have dinner with the grilled sardines that you ate, you can go to bed after drying off and putting on your pajamas. We went to the office and locked ourselves in while we laughed laughter at their faces, at their shame, at how they denied masturbating... -He had a dick like a mast, and he didn't know how to put it to that you didn't see it..... said Alicia. - He put it between his legs and from the tension, he I jumped up again and came to put it in.... I commented... - And as he did, he didn't want it to be seen the way he looked at you. the breasts..... - When I examined it, it was tempering. It was white, and His heart was racing, that's good. Tonight you have to do one party several times...ha,ha,ha... Anyway, for his age And as big as he is, his penis is quite small. But he manages well with him......ha, ha, ha -And those little cat balls, I don't know how they replenish so much material that is continually wasting...... After a while, they saw him appear on the monitor. Hill the door and soon he lay down in bed. He said something, maybe fuck! fuck and he took out his penis and how could it be otherwise, he began to rubbing it furiously. - Wow, poor kid, he's going to break it, Alicia laughed. - He always does like this... well, not so much, heh heh. - Ha ha, he can't take it anymore. What a tribute it is to you doing. He can't take it anymore. Now he must be thinking that he is having sex. with you. - Well, let your desire get wet, there, against the Kleenex and Don't let anything stain me. José ejaculated quickly and clumsily caught the stream of semen with a handkerchief. - Well, today he broke his record. Normally it is doing stops to last longer, but today you must prefer to do it several times. Then, you pass him in the hallway, with that look on his face. saint and not having broken a plate and look how much your cousin wants you of yore. - Hey, maybe he likes you too. - I? said Alice - No? No? If this is a guy, he likes everything. Tomorrow it's your turn to give him the straw topic. Ha ha And what do I do? Alice said. Well, anything goes, but when you leave the Shower with just a towel and you'll see how he perks up. The next day, at night, José was watching the TV on the sofas in the living room as always. As planned Alicia appeared, with only a white towel after the shower and sat on the sofa in front. With infinite calm and ignoring José, he began to paint your toenails. Do you like this color? He said to Joseph, forcing him to look at her dark and perfect legs. Joseph nodded. feigning indifference while his pulse quickened. Alice returned to his. José was already very suffocated when he heard the blow. funny. Alice called to the cat who came running and jumped on her lap. This made him play with him as an animal and picked him up on the fly, jumping towards him. back and lying down on the couch. At that moment José had a threat of a heart attack. When lying down Backwards, Alicia opened her legs and with the towel that didn't even reach her thighs, exposed her sex. She hadn't worn panties. Alice She was completely shaved, and José jumped when he saw those completely defined lips. Alicia stayed lying down for a few seconds to give José time to enjoy and he sat up. Well Titina, you already ruined my nails. Alice He got up, turned around, bent down to put the cat on the ground exposing her ass and pussy lips from behind inches from the poor kid's face and left. José covered his erection with a cushion and rubbed lightly without being able to avoid it. A little later, José got up to his room. - Poor thing, said Alicia, well it makes me feel sorry for her........... Alicia commented between smiles.