MasukOn Friday afternoon, Rebecca received a short and direct message from Ronald:“Be ready by 6 p.m. Bring only a small suitcase. We’re spending the weekend away. No one can know.”She didn’t ask for details. She canceled her plans with her college friends, packed a small suitcase with just a few clothes — bikinis, light dresses, and lingerie — and went downstairs exactly on time. The same black luxury car was waiting for her.Two hours later, they were on the highway heading toward the north coast of São Paulo.This time, Ronald was driving himself — a high-end SUV with tinted windows. He wore a black polo shirt and shorts, his muscular arm resting on the window. Rebecca, in the passenger seat, wore a very short denim shorts and a thin tank top with no bra. The cold air conditioning made her nipples clearly visible through the fabric.“Where are we going?” she asked, curious, as his hand rested on her thigh.“I rented a house in Maresias. Completely isolated, with an ocean view and a pr
Ronald fucked her like an animal, his heavy balls slapping against her ass. One hand moved up and squeezed a breast over the blouse, pinching the nipple.“Tell me where you’re being fucked.”“On your desk… in your office… I’m your little cousin whore getting fucked by the CEO!”He sped up, the wet sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. Rebecca came first, clenching around his cock as her whole body trembled, moaning loudly.“I’m cumming… fuck, I’m cumming on my cousin’s cock!”Ronald didn’t stop. He kept thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure until she went limp. Then he pulled his cock out, turned her face down over the desk, pushed her ass up, and thrust back inside her from behind.“Now take it from behind, like the slut you are.”He fucked her with brutal strokes, one hand pulling her ponytail, the other delivering hard slaps to her ass, leaving red marks.“Tomorrow you’re coming without panties,” he g
Ronald was sitting behind the desk, still in a full suit, his white shirt impeccable, tie loosened. At 35, he looked even more imposing there — the man who commanded millions, who decided the future of hundreds of employees. When he saw Rebecca walk in, his dark eyes gleamed with raw desire.“Did you close the door?” he asked, his voice deep.“Yes,” she replied, locking the door behind her with a soft click.“Lock the second one too. No one comes in here without my order.”She obeyed. The silence in the office was almost palpable, broken only by the low hum of the air conditioning.Ronald stood up slowly, walked around the desk, and stopped in front of her. He held her chin with two fingers, lifting her face.“Good girl. You came running to take your cousin’s cock, didn’t you?”Rebecca bit her lower lip, feeling her thong getting wet.“Yes… I couldn&
“Imagine if your mother knew her little daughter is taking 22 centimeters of cousin cock against the window… that she’s being used like a whore at the top of the city.”Rebecca came again, weaker this time but still intense, digging her nails into his back over his shirt.Finally, Ronald felt his balls tighten.“I’m going to cum… I’m going to fill this pussy with cum, cousin.”“Cum inside… fill me up, Ronald! I want to feel your hot load dripping!”With a deep roar, he buried his cock to the hilt and came violently. Thick, hot jets of cum shot inside her, filling her pussy until it overflowed. Some ran down Rebecca’s thighs while he was still pulsing inside her.They stayed pressed against the glass for a while, panting. Their breath fogged the glass. Their mi
Ronald pulled his fingers out, licked her juices with a dirty smile, and turned her to face the glass wall. The view was breathtaking: all of São Paulo at their feet, lights blinking to the horizon, helicopters flying low, the Ponte Estaiada illuminated in the distance. No one down there had any idea what was happening at the top of that skyscraper.He pulled her skirt and thong down to her ankles. Rebecca was now completely naked from the waist down, her breasts pressed against the cold glass. The contrast of her hot skin against the glass made her shiver.Ronald opened his pants and pulled out his thick, veiny cock — already fully hard, 22 centimeters pulsing, the head glistening with precum. He rubbed the head between her wet pussy lips, teasing her.“Look down, cousin,” he ordered, his hoarse voice in her ear. “While I wreck you, all of São Paulo is down there with no idea that I’m burying my cock in my cousin&rsqu
The days following Carnival were a sweet hell for Rebecca. Back in São Paulo, she tried to resume her university routine. Her Administration classes at USP felt distant, almost unreal. Every time she took the crowded subway or sat in the library, her mind drifted back to the country house: the wet sofa, the kitchen table, the pool water splashing against their bodies while Ronald fucked her mercilessly. Her pussy still throbbed lightly whenever she remembered the brutal thrusts, the hot cum filling all her holes. She exchanged short messages with him — just “miss you” or “I want more” — but the desire burned beneath her skin.Ronald, on the other hand, threw himself into work as CEO of his technology company in the heart of Avenida Paulista. Meetings, numbers, multi-million real decisions. But every night, in the silence of his penthouse, he jerked off thinking about his 25-year-old cousin: her greedy mouth swallowing his cock, her ass up receiving slaps, her hoarse voice begging, “Fu
The car ride to Elena’s apartment was a silent whirlwind. Inside the air-conditioned cabin, the scent of the studio still clung to them: clay, sweat, and the metallic odor of hastily sated desire. Elena, behind the wheel, felt her legs trembling, the damp fabric of her underwear clinging to her ski
The bar was steeped in carefully planned dimness, where each beam of amber light seemed to sculpt silhouettes more beautiful than reality itself. It was a sophisticated space in the heart of the city, frequented by executives, artists, and souls seeking to lose themselves between glasses of wine an
The suite seemed suspended above the city. The huge windows offered an almost unreal view of the night lights, as if the entire world were there to witness what was about to happen. The room, silent, contrasted with the muffled noise of the metropolis outside. The air conditioning exhaled a discree
The rhythm they established was hypnotic. A gentle, deep oscillation that needed no haste, because each movement was a discovery. The sunlight warmed Vick’s bare skin where the T-shirt had been pushed open, contrasting with the cool surface of the counter beneath her thighs. Devon kept his eyes loc







