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Natasha let out a long, deep sigh after sitting on Max's pelvis. She remained like that, not moving a single inch of her body, but her nectar runs between her thighs and stains not only his shaft of Max but also his balls and much of the sheets.
Natasha raises her face until her eyes look up at the ceiling and go completely blank, and her mouth opens in a silent O, while a trickle of saliva runs from the corner of her lips.
The woman remains in this position for several seconds, making a noise with her throat as her mouth opens, like a low-pitched wail.
Seconds later, it was as if Natasha's brain rebooted, and her body trembled with spasms simulating the start of the session. When the spasms began, her voice fell silent, and Natasha's body trembled silently.
Natasha's tremors were short and low-intensity, like poking her ribs with a Tiser. Nothing extreme, much less exaggerated.|
They were subtle and delicate, like sudden static discharges where her body moved subtly, accompanied by a sexy moan at the end of each movement.
As the orgasm ends, Natasha places both hands on the boy's chest. She uses this as support to raise her hips, sliding the shaft into her insides. When the woman's buttocks reach a certain height of between 5 and 6 inches, she drops the full weight of her buttocks onto Max's thighs.
"Clap" is heard as the skin of her buttocks hits the boy's thighs, but this is just the beginning because the woman immediately repeats the same action, raising and dropping her butt again. A clear and resounding "CLAP" is heard again.
And she repeats again: CLAP"
And repeat: CLAP"
And repeat: CLAP"
Natasha's butt falls onto Max's thighs again and again, while the woman's face is almost imperturbable, so focused on each action she performs, her brow furrowed, and occasionally she lets out a short moan from her pink lips.
This same image lasts for a few minutes until Natasha finally tires and returns to riding on his pelvis, but she doesn't stop her actions; she simply changes her position to a more relaxed one, and her body jolts on top of the boy's thighs.
She pushes her body forward and then her butt back like a seesaw while resting her knees on the bed and her hands on Max's chest.
The boy, for his part, looks at his cell phone screen before pushing it out of his way and trying to grab Natasha's hips, but the woman stops the boy's actions by grabbing both of his hands and pushing them delivering a couple of small slaps as punishment.
Max's face and mouth scrunch up in discomfort before refocusing and holding the cell phone, taking a better tape of Natasha's body. The boy discovers that there are barely 20 viewers watching the live broadcast.
After the punishment, Natasha moves her hands to her breasts, pressing and playing until she slides her fingers in and grabs each nipple. Then, she subtly pulls, squeezes, and twists each one, while her body bounces slightly, resting her bent legs on the bed.
Natasha never stops, continuing to move her hips and bounce slightly on her thighs, taking the shaft deep into her bowels.
When she tires, she leans forward until she's resting her body against Max's body and hugs him, while they exchange passionate kisses. —"I'm about to cum.—"Natasha announces in advance, causing Max to begin thrusting his hips in a flurry of intense penetrations... —"Oh my God!."— Natasha screams, as she cums with an explosive and abundant nectar from her orgasm.
When she finishes, she lies back, while both of the boy's hands grab Natasha's butt and Max continues slowly pushing his shaft into the honey pot. —"Okay, time to change positions.—" Max comments, patting his aunt's butt as a signal for her to stand up, and the woman immediately agrees.
Natasha stands up and turns her body, landing on all fours on the bed. But before Max can get close to her back, she lowers her chest to the bed and lifts her butt as if she were doing yoga. —"Come on, push hard."— Natasha says, smiling and looking back at the boy over her shoulder.
Max approaches and slaps Natasha's raised butt hard. Natasha's only reaction is to jerk her hips slightly before letting out a hiss accompanied by a provocative and mischievous smile. —"Sss-Ah."— Max finishes grabbing her hip and with his other hand brings the tip of his shaft closer to the honey pot before pushing hard all the way in.
Over the next two hours, Natasha was very proactive, always participating or suggesting positions to make her fuck more comfortable. During this time, the live stream averaged just 100 to 120 viewers. For Max, this represents a good starting point for his broadcasts, giving him a clearer idea of what he should and can improve.
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Upon returning home, Natasha took it easy, taking the required 40 minutes to arrive at 9:40 pm.
When they both entered the house, Grandma Olga and Anna were already waiting. After seeing her mother, Natasha immediately ran up to her and began counting about the deposit of the 30 thousand.
—"Wait, wait."— Olga said, stopping Natasha's excitement, and Grandma immediately pointed toward the kitchen. —"Tell me everything at dinner."—
It wasn't until that moment that Natasha took a few seconds to nod and turn around to enter the kitchen. Olga was a few meters behind her.
Anna stayed with Maximus, and the girl looked at her cousin from head to toe. —"What happened between you two.?"— Max just flashes an arrogant smile in response to his cousin and whispers through gritted teeth. —"What do you think.?"—
Before Anna can answer, Olga runs back and grabs Max's arm. —"Come on."— Grandma says, pulling the boy into the kitchen.
Natasha serves the first course of dinner and places it on the table, while Olga seats Max. —"Where the hell did you get so much money.?"—
Max takes his time answering Grandma, and inhaling the steam rising from the plate. —"Oh, that smells delicious."— Olga rolls her eyes in response, but Grandma doesn't force the boy to say where he got the money; she just narrows her eyes.
That's when Natasha drops the next bombshell. —"Check your messages. Who knows, maybe he gave you money too."— Olga jumps up from the table as if there was a spring in her butt and runs to her bedroom to look for her phone..
Anna was the least excited, and the girl entered the kitchen with slow steps and both hands behind her back. —"Mom, where's the groceries.?"—
—"Shit, the groceries."— the woman comments, followed by a light tap on her forehead. But Anna hasn't finished speaking because she also points to her mother's hair. —"It looks like you took a shower before coming home."— Natasha panics and tries to respond with a babble, but before Anna continues with her questions,
Olga returns to the kitchen with her cell phone in hand and excites with a big smile on her lips. The grandmother shows her daughter and granddaughter the device screen, but without seeing Max since the grandmother still owes her the money for plowing the land.
—"We talked about this during dinner."— Natasha says, immediately leaving the table to serve the next course without looking at her daughter, Anna.
Anna notices how nervous and evasive her mother is, but just as the girl is about to ask her question again, she sees her grandmother walk to the cupboard and open a drawer, taking out a bottle of whiskey.
Grandma Olga doesn't take long to pour a drink, which she immediately downs before pouring the next drink. Seeing her grandmother do this, Anna falls silent, and she sits across the table, allowing her grandmother and mother to sit together.
The rest of dinner was complete chaos, as both Olga and her daughter, Natasha, made countless plans for the next day. For her part, Anna remained silent watching her cousin Max devour his dinner.
At the end of dinner, both Olga and Natasha get up from the table almost simultaneously, and out of reflex, Natasha comments to Max. —"The door will be left open."— With that, Natasha and her mother go upstairs together, leaving Anna and Max in the kitchen.
—"What was that all about.?"— Max asks, referring to his grandmother's behavior as that of his aunt Natasha.
Anna shrugs. —"For the first time in years, you don't have to sleep thinking about debts."— Anna then points to the dirty dishes on the table. —"Someone has to do it."— Max nods and helps his cousin carry the dirty dishes to the sink.
—"My aunt forgot that I'm sleeping in you room with you tonight."— Max mutters.
Anna nods in response to her cousin, but the girl doesn't comment, just flashes a bright smile and inhales deeply, filling her lungs. —"I love the peach scent of your cologne, it always puts me in a good mood."—
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To be continue...
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