The busty and currency

My house is a house steeped in history, several times restored with all the luxuries of the modern life but has a defect, or a rare quality and is perfectly hear the talk in the lounge from the desagü. and sink Some strange combination of pipes, air ducts and construction defects.

Fortunately for me no one else knows this his secret, for when the cap is placed not hear anything, but if by chance I’m in the kitchen I have but uncover to hear quite clearly what is there He said

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As neither my husband nor my daughter feel great love for the work of cleaning, I’m the only one who uses this quality Sometimes I used to hear the phone conversations of my husband. . if only I spoke what he used to be controlled Now my daughter Teresa who is 15 and is in a really difficult age.

Since that day I left talking to a friend while I went to the kitchen, well away from the room as she thought she could hear them. The girls talked about their things but her friend Mary soon began to bring up the boys:

– Do you know that Carlos is on you, not

? – Any idea I have. – She replied my daughter Teresa

. – It will say saying

. – But it happened. – Teresa said

. . – Yes, Teresa, but also know how Carlos and fame that has

– Yes I know, but it’s not true what they say about him, do not

? From the kitchen I listened carefully to what was being said there. The girls followed.

– Well, I can tell you is absolutely true. – Said her friend Maria

. – You were with him …

– And it’s true that conquest that he loves. I do not know how he does it but he always gets his way. I would not like nothing and see. – Mary said

. The young guys, always so fickle. – I thought as I took off my gloves to listen quietly. – Sure they have been dating a few days to a few inexperienced kisses. – I thought in my naivety. But soon the conversation showed me my mistake.

– It is a beast of prey. It has an uncanny ability, on how you look at the confidence with which you speak … just giving. I ended up giving. And then in bed …

– Contrast in me already. – She replied my daughter Teresa

. – In bed crushes you completely. Does not respect you, he makes you own and you just wanting it. And then you feel vergü embarrassment, because you know tells all. And because you know you’ll end up leaving. Me was not even two weeks. – Mary said

. – I do not like it and pass it. – Teresa said. – Me can not

. – That we all until going for us. It is much higher, is 18, knows a lot of women. You’ll end up falling. Will do everything in class, sit beside you, you shall speak as he knows. – Mary said to my poor daughter. – Will accompany you home. One day you deliver them to him.

– That’s not going to happen

. – It will happen. – Mary said with some evil – And you did possess them all. By the account that brings you go on the pill because he never used condoms.

All he heard shocked me to the point of thinking of going to the salon to bring order. I could not imagine that my daughter had those friends and those conversations at such a young age. Or the degenerate pretendieran such as Carlos. He had always worried me a lot about the education of my daughter. I did not want to follow my footsteps in sex. I had released very young, with 16 years, and the first time I had sex and got pregnant. It was hell and only sustained effort and a strong will allowed me to get where I was. Now with my 32 year old I was in the prime of life. I was going well and I felt professionally finally full woman. He had a big family why fight and certainly the last thing I wanted was for my daughter to have some early sex as little planned. He would not allow it under any circumstances. And while the girls were for himself.

– I was lucky. – Said Maria. – Because of all the times I never got pregnant. Yes, let me shattered. And until I broke my ass.

– He also put you behind? – He asked my innocent daughter

. – Of course, I already warned at the start and I had to accept. You just accepting everything. And has that big. It’s very painful.

The girls ended up betting on the resilience of Teresa. Teresa decided that Carlos would not be able to seduce her and her friend did not hesitate to bet against him, despite having warned. Shortly after he left.

My bet that I did not like anything. His own girlfriend would not do to protect their integrity. I talked to my daughter without mentioning the issue directly and noticed that she did not care. But I could not trust too after ear. I decided to go the next day to see the headmaster to see if he could do anything.

In the morning I managed especially for the teacher. I wore a tight but not too flashy pants. A white blouse that left me great. Maybe a little provocative but what can I say, with my huge breasts anything and not try to hide is in itself provocative. My breasts have always been the cause of problems and satisfying. Men go crazy for that part of the body and in my stand above the rest. As I am quite thin on top, or tell them. My daughter has also inherited that quality and the truth is that I have more problems because of her youth and the clothes today dress the girls, it’s all a show for the kids. That I can not do nothing but raise my daughter to learn to be respected.

I felt sexy and wanted to fix some more. I maquille gracefully and took their way to school. There welcomed me as the director saw me was very solicitous in helping. He took me to his office and there I was having a bit my problem. He sat in his chair and paced the room as he spoke. It was a way for me to listen and obey, the sound of heels on the floor exerts a hypnotic power in men.

He walked slowly and while he was exhibiting myself discreetly. The manager showed very willing to everything told him that if my daughter had to be careful, if it was a complex age. That if he was there to take care of the students. Which of course would examine the file so wayward that boy.

The more I gave more than I was willing to cede small gifts. I walked back to him so he could observe shamelessly my firm butt moving under the rhythm of the sharp heels. He did it slowly so I could enjoy the view and not have to squint.

Do you know how that student is called

– He asked

. – Carlos Lopez, is in third class with my daughter Teresa

. The manager made a gesture of surprise which surprised me. He thought for a moment and said:

– Do you think Carlos Lopez, a student of the speaker I know, he’s my son

? Suddenly I felt dizzy. He wore fatal minutes talking about a boy and it was his own son. I sat in the chair opposite hers. Now he arose. He began to walk. There was screwed to the bottom and now have problems.

He started talking about how worried he had been with his son’s education, both as a teacher and father. I could hardly say anything. To all he gave the reason was my big mistake of not checking if he knew that Carlos.

– Carlos is 18 to 19 and has trouble passing the courses, but it’s a smart kid. it’s not his fault that he likes girls.

– No, of course. I said. – But I understand it …

– No, you understand it. Have you seen your daughter comes to class and their companions? They are too loose for my liking. Very light clothing, causing.

– Well …

– Yes, your daughter for example. Do you control the clothes she brings to class

– My daughter is always dressed very decently class. – I said a little angry

The director continued walking and talking, looking directly into her eyes and forcing me to withdraw his eyes.

– You dress very provocatively and her daughter take example of what you see

. – I disagree. – I told. – I saw quite correctly, Or do you want to do it like a nun

? – Not like a nun, but. May I have that shirt is about to explode just what is it that you refuse? – Said the director cheekily

. – What are you talking about? – I said angrily. – The blouse is me perfectly and you are a shameless

. – Do you see what I’m talking about? Then if my child can not be controlled at such partner with hormones and wearing fired so … What can I say! He bet his shirt could not bear even a millimeter over voltage

Principal forms had been intolerable to get up so I did. I gently put a hand on his shoulder for me to sit back.

– You will see what we will do. – He said calmly. – If you show me your blouse is not to explode I will personally change my child class. You have my word. If not, I will confirm it is your fault because it gives a bad example to his daughter and let things be. Do you think

I found a nerve saying what that guy but the truth is offering me an easy way to free my daughter Carlos instincts, even when he had to be at the cost of proving the consistency of my wardrobe. I irritated me but I gave the director an option.

– And how would that test? – I said

. – Easy, I say that in her cleavage does not fit even a euro coin to

. – Hahaha. – I laughed. – That’s absurd, of course yes.

– That would be the test. If I put the coin and button her blouse does not yield, you win.

That was, I wanted to take advantage of the situation to abuse me and touch my breasts. Before he could go corrected.

– I would not touch him, I just throw the coin

. That calmed me and I accepted. We agree to the conditions, I could not move to avoid the currency, the currency would have to enter my cleavage, if the button jumped, the won, if maintained, would I.

All this had led to excite me a bit. The innocence of the game had turned my initial discomfort. It was clear that the director just wanted an erotic game and I liked that. We had a few minutes talking about my breasts, so firm that looked in her blouse. I could not control my nipples were put firm and that hardness trasparentara through the thin fabric of her bra and blouse.

I got myself ready. The director threw a coin. I could not help but move a little to the impending clash of metal with my chest. The currency rebounded and fell right off my legs. I did not dare to bend over to pick it up. Both speak of my shirt and my breasts and I was afraid that if I bent they are out of their site. The teacher did not want to bend down in a place so committed to me so I slid my right leg and covered it with the heel.

– Can I have the coin to throw it again?

– I do not see on the ground, I’m sorry. Take another. – I lied

. – Agree that it was his fault. It should not move or we will have to suspend the trial. – She said seriously

. – Excuse me, I’ll be more careful

. – Look, I throw another but put your hands behind

. So I did. I sat in the chair, one foot on the previous one euro coin back, hands entwined. I was greatly posture sensual. It was a total exposure of my breasts, in the eyes of this man. The game was as innocent as his intentions and that caused me more excitement. I liked to think how the coin had to aim staring at my huge boobs and imaginándoselas through the thin fabric of her blouse.

Again he flipped the coin again and I moved a bit when I saw that would impact my chest. It was instinctive. Again the coin bounced off my chest above the neckline and fell. Again it was in a place committed and had to cover it with the other heel. Again I said I did not see the coin.

– We can not go on. You will always be apart.

– Sorry, I’ll be more careful. – I said

. – No, I’m sorry. We’re going to have to leave. – I said and motioned to get up

. – No, I insist. – I said because the truth is that I went against interrupt the game at that time. I wanted to see what would happen and I like the situation I was living. The director was a respectful man and I started to exhibit my powerful hundred breasts in the eyes of a man who had to be excited.

Besides, I could definitely solve the problem of my daughter.

– I close my eyes and go. – I said

. But the director was not convinced. It seemed he had lost interest in the game. He said that in the end the open and move me. I wanted to continue so I suggested that the bandage me if he did not trust. He agreed.

The manager took a handkerchief he had in a drawer. Then I realized that maybe I had spent proposing to bandage me. He could not back down. As was the hidden coins in my heels I did not want to change positions. He bandaged me back. He did it with more smoothness imaginable in a man. Then he turned around and returned to his place at the table. He must make some gestures with his fingers and asked if I had seen how many fingers. I told the truth, it was not. I was surprised to hear his voice as closer. I chalked it up to the sudden darkness would have sharpened the ear, but also thought it might be that he had leaned on the table.

He was sorry for having accepted. Bandaged, she did not know where the director was. I could have looked down from the height of the table blatantly spout forming my breasts. I liked that, but it also made me feel vulnerable. It was a very morbid situation.

Stoically he awaited the arrival of the coin. My hands were still back in the chair. The director rummaged in her purse and told me not to find another euro. Before I would look, I proposed to launch any other.

– Must be a euro, it’s what we talked about. – She said

. – Well, two of fifty. – I said jokingly

. I felt the impact of currency not hit me singing it straight in the chest. The currency slid slowly between my breasts avoiding getting caught in the pinch despite the narrow space. I felt its warmth – as it was unusually warm – down my belly and get caught up to the waist.

It was clear that my shirt had not passed anything. But the teacher said it was one of fifty, missing others. That other surprised me but I understood that it would loose change. I had liked the experience, prior to receiving the soft knock moments. Feel a warm body that invades your privacy without doing anything about it. They are blindfolded to a stranger. I was excited. I felt the moisture that came to my thong soft and nipples were burning in the breasts.

It re-launched another currency. This got caught in my bra, near the right nipple. It should be a dime, maybe five cents. I said nothing and waited. It came one that fell on the other side, near my left nipple. It was horny lost. I felt like strippers that are left get tickets at the neckline, with the exposure that can not defend themselves. My hands did not move my back, my eyes saw nothing but my head imagined too. The coins were hot, as I do. I could feel the first in my waist, the other two in the breasts.

They came more coins. The blow to my chest reminded me of the feeling of man ram member when drilling inside. Each stroke of currency was a clash in a prolonged penetration. My lips parted in pleasure as currencies all over my bra brushing my breasts everywhere.

They had already gone more than half a dozen, should be few. I did not bother to count or to ask when it would end so lascivious and sensual experience. I felt that the last coins came as less traveled. I thought maybe the director had leaned back on the table. I heard nothing because every nerve in my body was on my breasts and my pussy, as my legs ajar for euro coins to hiding my heels. My hands behind my eyes still closed despite the band. I knew the director was very close to me and watching my breasts shamelessly from a privileged background, but that far from bothering me even more excited. My breasts were like a rock, coins continued to flow.

Not when I started to moan. I did it gently, were small sounds when an object was seeking his place in my chest. I felt dirty up with so much money and yet so little. It was like a cheap whore which is paid with loose.

At some point I felt the breath of the director a few centimeters from my mouth. It was instinctive, I brought my lips. he should withdraw a bit. I looked in my mouth and found nothing hotter. It was there beside his cock. I slipped it in my mouth as I could. It was so hot that it burned me. He sucked it as well as I could. He is swallowing his salty member a tremendous hunger. It felt like coming around his cock deep into my throat, I could not avoid passing large jets of saliva helped me to better lubricate. I stopped a bit and introduce his testicles, massaging my tongue and my hands. Me again introduce whole, to the limit of my throat, swallowing and swallowing. He was moaning like crazy. It gave good licking from the base to the glans itself. I stood there and passed my tongue over the entire surface. And again well inside.

I was a good time shooting the breeze. I felt it was inevitable that they run and he did. The abundant milk filled my mouth and my teeth, all went inside and what is not good I ordered it not be lost. I licked the corners of his manhood in every loophole limpiándosela. It was over like crazy, making more noise restraining be in his office. Throughout the process I had not put my hand up. Although I felt dirty feel tremendously honored and somewhat innocent way.

Semen was in my throat when I removed the blindfold. At that moment the director jerked the last button of my blouse. Money flowed like a slot machine falling all over the floor. My breasts had exploded violently in and out of prison cloth. I removed the coins I could of my bra, now embarrassed that I could see her tits. I pulled that there were at my waist. I wanted to leave abruptly, without saying anything more. I tried to compose my shirt because I could not leave my breasts as well. I asked something to repair the blouse. He reached into his drawer and gave me a clip. I reached to pick it up but then knocked him down. I had to bend down while holding the breasts with one hand, they wanted to leave the bra. I composed as I could blouse and left embarrassed but satisfied the office.

When leaving the office I spent about my daughter’s class. They were in the hallway talking about their things. I did not approach her blouse as the had and having done anything like what I did. I watched from a distance, I saw the other students. I wondered who would be the director’s son. It was not hard to find out. There was a higher, more formed, much more man than boy the other <./p>

From a distance I watched. The boy, somehow must have realized. Our eyes met for a moment. I think I made a gesture with his finger, and for me to come. I felt vergü embarrassment and wanted to leave. The boy approached my daughter. Naturally grabbed the waist. My daughter did not reject him, to my regret I had to leave.