“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