WORRIED MOTHER" Let me fuck you, love," Margot asked and Vicktor stepped aside, letting his wife participate.Margot had in her hands a penis"shaped dildo, an eighteen"inch rubber penis, and it wasn't just a dildo, it vibrated.She turned Clara onto her stomach gently, the dildo already prepared, and slowly inserted it, inch by inch, and Clara grunted on her knees on the bed, feeling the gradual pleasure as the pole filled her.And this time it was Vicktor who got underneath the girl and as Margot slid the whole artificial cock into Clara, he was positioned so that he could taste her breasts.Margot then turned on the vibration of the console and the pleasure doubled, causing Clara to scream incoherent words. " Are you enjoying this, kitten? " Margot asked as she pulled out and put the device back on, vibrating inside Clara.For hours the three of them had fun, sometimes they were in Vicktor, sometimes he was in them, and so for almost the entire night the three of them had fun toge
A MOTHER'S STORY" I think all mothers worry about their children, my father is very worried about me too.”They talked for some time and Clara had passed by the door of Otavio's room when she arrived, the door was closed, he was probably working. Clara talked a little about her life to Dahlia, about her father and brothers and her sister"in"law." For me, Otávio wouldn't live alone, I know he doesn't live alone and is surrounded by friends, but…”" I understand you, you are going through the empty nest syndrome, my dear, I have heard a lot about it.”" Well, you know what it is, Clara? You've been with him and you must have noticed that my son is, as they say, different.”Clara nodded, not knowing what to say to that." He is special, he has his own peculiar way. Otávio has always been like that, aloof, in his own way, my son walked at nine months, started talking at thirteen months, understanding words, not baby phrases, you see, and his father noticed that he was different when he
MOTHER"SON DISCUSSIONThe afternoon with Dahlia was wonderful. Clara and she exchanged confidences and the woman stayed by the girl's side while she made the dough." You see? There's no secret, nothing more than wheat flour, eggs and milk, to make the dough. " Clara spoke as she mixed the food in a bowl. " In the right proportion, of course, and voila, soon we will have a delicious dough!”" But it's turning into a ball and looks nothing like pasta! " Dahlia said, suspicious. She looked at Clara's hands manipulating the ball of dough." Ah, yes, but soon I will open the noodles here, you see, I can give the pasta any shape I want. I can make spaghetti and so on, but I'm going to choose spaghetti this time.”Saying this, Clara, who had already separated the rolling pin and left it on the sink counter, carefully placed the pasta on the sink marble, on the surface already sprinkled with flour, and began to open it. Dahlia watched, enthralled. After opening all the dough, leaving it stre
RÔMULO" Stand up, Dahlia. " Clara asked, standing next to the woman, and shuddering her whole body, the woman finally stood up.She was the face of devastation. It looked as if Dahlia had just been run over by a car. The beautiful woman of minutes ago was transformed and upset. Clara went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of water, took a glass and poured it. Dahlia had to hold the glass with both hands, and still, droplets of water escaped and wet her hands.Clara helped her sit up, holding her by the elbow and leading her to the chair she had been sitting in during dinner. Seeing that the woman was emotionally broken and Otávio was still eating, she decided to take her to another room." Shall we let him continue with dinner? Shall we go there? " Clara found her voice and, urging the woman to follow her, they left the kitchen and went to the playroom.Dahlia was crying, disconsolate and leaning on Clara.Clara sat her down on a white leather pouffe and sat facing her, waiting
PASSEDDahlia continued to lay bare the past:" Looking back now I see that it was a thing of fate. Romulo didn't allow another boy to approach me and ask me to dance, he wanted to enjoy every song with me. And he wasn't even supposed to be there, you know? It didn't take long for me to look for him in the middle of the party, when he left my side, can you believe that I missed him so fast, since I had just met him? " Dahlia laughed at this, at the memories. " We were so young, I mean, the guests there, not Romulo, although looking back now, I realise that he wasn't that much older than everyone else there. But the other guests already had their dates, their flirtations, those who were fond of each other, they didn't even mind that I was glued to the boy there. It was fate.”"Romulo took me to the garden, I remember that there were so many flowers, an explosion of colours and smells that intoxicated me. We sat on a bench in the garden and talked. He really talked to me, you know? Nobo
MATERNAL BOND" I had a very sensitive pregnancy, I was sick for almost eight months of my pregnancy. Romulo seemed like the happiest man in the universe, because he didn't leave my side during the whole pregnancy. His friend and partner ran the company and he took care of me. I was spoiled by him and my parents, as if I were a queen. Everything was wonderful, and when Otávio came into the world, we became an even more perfect family. As I told you, Otávio spoke and walked early, earlier than most children, but speaking, I think it was more for the challenge, because after he realised he could speak, he lost interest.” She smiled and took another sip of water. “ My days as a mother have been filled with discovery and joy. It was his father who discovered that he was special, as I told you, we took him to several specialists who found, after many years, that he was not autistic, but was within the aspect, you see? As his father used to say, 'He had one foot in autism and one foot out.”
MOTHER HEART" Otávio returned alone to his camping tent. Luckily, a family had camped near the tent that his father had set up and they came to ask him for matches to light a fire. They asked him if he was camping alone and he told them that he was with his father, but he had fallen off the waterfall three hours ago.”Clara thought that the woman had held back too much, but after telling this part, she fell into a convulsive cry and her body shook so much that Clara got up and hugged her, stood beside her, her own tears falling and she didn't know who she was crying for, the boy who had witnessed the tragic death of his father, the wife who had lost her husband, or the wonderful man who had been Romulo." If they hadn't asked him..." Dahlia tried to continue the story, choking, her eyes red, the pain mirrored in them, but he continued. “They thought he was joking, they couldn't believe that a boy could say that so naturally, a tragedy had happened! Later, the policemen called, thoug
DON'T GET INVOLVED!“ Of course it is something, son. You are my special boy, and any company would want to have you as an employee. It's just a fact, you are the best and you are my special baby.”Dahlia kissed her son's neck more, preventing him from bringing the cup to his lips. Clara smiled at them both and imagined that it was something important between them, since she knew that the boy wasn't a big fan of touch, he didn't like, as his mother had said, to be touched, but he didn't let go of her caresses, nor did he make any mention of doing so. He didn't even stiffen his body at his mother's contact, and that must have been very nice.Dahlia's cell phone rang in her expensive purse and it was she who stiffened her body. The smile vanished from her lips as if by magic and Clara could then see the transformation, however slight, in Otavio´s face. It seemed to her that he clenched his jaw slightly.“ Hi, Gerard,” Dahlia answered. Forcing a cheerful voice that seemed far from what