Chapter 12

“Tres,” I finally said.

At tres, I pushed into him as far as I could

go, squeezing my ass muscles tight and pressing my stomach in until

I felt my balls push up to his firm little cheeks.

He let out a moan that was loud enough to

make me grateful that Mabel was in the garden and that there were

no servants anywhere on the grounds. I was actually wishing that

there were even no people in the nearby town, but my dick seemed to

jump inside him at the sound of that moan.

I pulled back, almost out of him, and then

pushed back in again.

“Mother fucker!” Esteban yelled, pushing his

ass up toward my cock.

I pushed in again hard, and although my

Spanish is not great, I am pretty sure that what he said not only

made disparaging remarks about my conception and my mother’s honor,

but also said something bad about my relationship with the family

pets. I pushed harder.

I was now moaning myself, amazed that I had

not sprayed Esteban's insides like crazy. Our fuck was beginning to