I couldn't stand seeing my great uncle with that dick in the shower and I was a good granddaughter
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Luane
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I decided to spend the holidays with my uncle, to relax and stay a little on his farm and get away from my parents' apartment in the city.
And it was a great idea. My uncle Flávio is a single man, but he is very well off and very handsome.
I arrived on a Saturday morning, went for a walk around the farm where he lived, ate some acerola and enjoyed life in the countryside a little.
When I got back to my room, which was the guest room, I noticed that my suitcase was open, even though I had left it closed, but so far, no problem...
At 7 pm, I decided to take a shower, and due to some bad habit I have at home, because I have my own bathroom, I opened the bathroom door without knocking. When I was amazed, my great-uncle Flávio was jerking off with his thick, hard, big and monstrous cock, while smelling my panties, what a rascal!!
I never thought I’d find myself in this situation, standing in the doorway of my great-uncle’s bathroom, my heart pounding in my chest. I’d come to Uncle Flavio’s farm to escape the hustle and bustle of city life, to find solace in the quiet countryside. Little did I know I’d find something entirely different.
As I stood there, my breath caught in my throat. The steam from the shower clouded the room, but did little to obscure the sight before me. Uncle Flavio stood there, his broad, muscular back to me, the water cascading down his taut skin. His body was a testament to years of hard work, his muscles defined and strong. And then, I saw it. His manhood, large and erect, was impossible to ignore. It was a sight that sent a jolt of electricity through my body, a surge of desire that left me breathless.
“Fuck,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the running water. I felt a heat spreading through my body, a heat that started deep inside me and radiated outward. I could feel my panties growing damp, the evidence of my arousal impossible to ignore.
I knew I should leave, that this was wrong. But I couldn’t move. I was frozen, my eyes fixed on the sight before me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I was torn between my respect for my great-uncle and the primal, animalistic desire that coursed through my veins.
“Luane,” Uncle Flavio’s deep voice broke the silence, sending a shiver down my spine. He didn’t turn around, didn’t see me standing there. But he knew I was there. I could hear the amusement in his voice, the hint of a smile in his tone.
“I… I’m sorry,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. I felt my cheeks flush, heat spreading across my face. I knew I should leave, that this was wrong. But I couldn’t move. I was rooted to the spot, my body betraying my mind.
“You don’t have to apologize, Luane,” Uncle Flavio replied, his voice calm and steady. He turned, his eyes meeting mine. I could see the amusement in his gaze, the spark of desire that mirrored mine. “You’re a grown woman. You can make your own decisions.”
I felt my heart skip a beat, my body responding to his words. I knew what he was implying, what he was offering. And I knew what I wanted. I wanted him. I wanted his big, erect manhood inside me, filling me, satisfying me in a way no one else had ever done.
I stepped into the bathroom, the steam enveloping me. I could feel the heat of the water, the smoothness of the tiles beneath my feet. I moved toward Uncle Flavio, my body acting on instinct. I reached out, my hand brushing against his chest. I could feel his heart pounding, the steady rhythm matching mine.
“I want you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his. I could see the desire in his gaze, the hunger that mirrored my own. He didn’t say a word, but his actions spoke louder than any words could.
He reached out, his hands finding my waist. He pulled me to him, his body pressing against mine. I could feel his erection, hard and insistent, pressing against my stomach. I gasped, my body responding to his touch.
He lifted me, his hands finding my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. He carried me to the shower, the water cascading down our bodies. He pressed me against the wall, his erection finding my entrance.
He thrust into me, his large manhood filling me completely. I gasped, my body adjusting to his size. He began to move, his thrusts slow and steady. I moaned, my body responding to his touch. I could feel my orgasm building, the pleasure growing with each thrust.
Ele aumentou o ritmo, suas estocadas se tornando mais fortes, mais rápidas. Eu gemi, meu corpo respondendo ao seu toque. Eu podia sentir meu orgasmo crescendo, o prazer crescendo a cada estocada. Eu podia me sentir oscilando no limite, meu corpo implorando por liberação.
Ele empurrou em mim uma última vez, sua masculinidade me preenchendo completamente. Eu senti meu orgasmo me atingir, o prazer inundando meu corpo. Eu gritei, minha voz ecoando nas paredes do banheiro. Eu o senti gozar dentro de mim, sua semente quente me preenchendo.
Ficamos assim por um momento, nossos corpos entrelaçados, nossas respirações se misturando. Eu olhei para ele, meus olhos encontrando os dele. Eu podia ver a satisfação em seu olhar, o contentamento que espelhava o meu.
"Obrigada", eu sussurrei, minha voz quase inaudível. Ele sorriu, seus lábios roçando os meus. Ele não disse uma palavra, mas suas ações falaram mais alto do que qualquer palavra.
Para quem quiser me conhecer, estão todos convidados a me seguirem no Instagram e ver como eu sou realmente uma garota bem sapequinha, sigam lá @luaneliberada
And it was a great idea. My uncle Flávio is a single man, but he is very well off and very handsome.
I arrived on a Saturday morning, went for a walk around the farm where he lived, ate some acerola and enjoyed life in the countryside a little.
When I got back to my room, which was the guest room, I noticed that my suitcase was open, even though I had left it closed, but so far, no problem...
At 7 pm, I decided to take a shower, and due to some bad habit I have at home, because I have my own bathroom, I opened the bathroom door without knocking. When I was amazed, my great-uncle Flávio was jerking off with his thick, hard, big and monstrous cock, while smelling my panties, what a rascal!!
I never thought I’d find myself in this situation, standing in the doorway of my great-uncle’s bathroom, my heart pounding in my chest. I’d come to Uncle Flavio’s farm to escape the hustle and bustle of city life, to find solace in the quiet countryside. Little did I know I’d find something entirely different.
As I stood there, my breath caught in my throat. The steam from the shower clouded the room, but did little to obscure the sight before me. Uncle Flavio stood there, his broad, muscular back to me, the water cascading down his taut skin. His body was a testament to years of hard work, his muscles defined and strong. And then, I saw it. His manhood, large and erect, was impossible to ignore. It was a sight that sent a jolt of electricity through my body, a surge of desire that left me breathless.
“Fuck,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the running water. I felt a heat spreading through my body, a heat that started deep inside me and radiated outward. I could feel my panties growing damp, the evidence of my arousal impossible to ignore.
I knew I should leave, that this was wrong. But I couldn’t move. I was frozen, my eyes fixed on the sight before me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I was torn between my respect for my great-uncle and the primal, animalistic desire that coursed through my veins.
“Luane,” Uncle Flavio’s deep voice broke the silence, sending a shiver down my spine. He didn’t turn around, didn’t see me standing there. But he knew I was there. I could hear the amusement in his voice, the hint of a smile in his tone.
“I… I’m sorry,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. I felt my cheeks flush, heat spreading across my face. I knew I should leave, that this was wrong. But I couldn’t move. I was rooted to the spot, my body betraying my mind.
“You don’t have to apologize, Luane,” Uncle Flavio replied, his voice calm and steady. He turned, his eyes meeting mine. I could see the amusement in his gaze, the spark of desire that mirrored mine. “You’re a grown woman. You can make your own decisions.”
I felt my heart skip a beat, my body responding to his words. I knew what he was implying, what he was offering. And I knew what I wanted. I wanted him. I wanted his big, erect manhood inside me, filling me, satisfying me in a way no one else had ever done.
I stepped into the bathroom, the steam enveloping me. I could feel the heat of the water, the smoothness of the tiles beneath my feet. I moved toward Uncle Flavio, my body acting on instinct. I reached out, my hand brushing against his chest. I could feel his heart pounding, the steady rhythm matching mine.
“I want you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his. I could see the desire in his gaze, the hunger that mirrored my own. He didn’t say a word, but his actions spoke louder than any words could.
He reached out, his hands finding my waist. He pulled me to him, his body pressing against mine. I could feel his erection, hard and insistent, pressing against my stomach. I gasped, my body responding to his touch.
He lifted me, his hands finding my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. He carried me to the shower, the water cascading down our bodies. He pressed me against the wall, his erection finding my entrance.
He thrust into me, his large manhood filling me completely. I gasped, my body adjusting to his size. He began to move, his thrusts slow and steady. I moaned, my body responding to his touch. I could feel my orgasm building, the pleasure growing with each thrust.
Ele aumentou o ritmo, suas estocadas se tornando mais fortes, mais rápidas. Eu gemi, meu corpo respondendo ao seu toque. Eu podia sentir meu orgasmo crescendo, o prazer crescendo a cada estocada. Eu podia me sentir oscilando no limite, meu corpo implorando por liberação.
Ele empurrou em mim uma última vez, sua masculinidade me preenchendo completamente. Eu senti meu orgasmo me atingir, o prazer inundando meu corpo. Eu gritei, minha voz ecoando nas paredes do banheiro. Eu o senti gozar dentro de mim, sua semente quente me preenchendo.
Ficamos assim por um momento, nossos corpos entrelaçados, nossas respirações se misturando. Eu olhei para ele, meus olhos encontrando os dele. Eu podia ver a satisfação em seu olhar, o contentamento que espelhava o meu.
"Obrigada", eu sussurrei, minha voz quase inaudível. Ele sorriu, seus lábios roçando os meus. Ele não disse uma palavra, mas suas ações falaram mais alto do que qualquer palavra.
Para quem quiser me conhecer, estão todos convidados a me seguirem no Instagram e ver como eu sou realmente uma garota bem sapequinha, sigam lá @luaneliberada
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