Pool and first manipulations

Otto finally decided to get up, looked around on the ground floor of the house, and immediately noticed that they lived richly compared to him. Then he went to look at "his" room. When he entered it, he saw that the room was at least twice as big as his. The bed, the desk, the furniture—everything belonged to Dave. He thought he had no intention of carrying these boxes since he would be kicked out of this house soon anyway. In fact, he didn't know why he came here, maybe it was his curiosity and jealousy towards people from higher classes.

– "Why did I even come in to this room? This girl is changing into a swimsuit. I could have gone to her room and spied on her. Maybe I'll still make it in time"

He left the room and stood there, stunned. Olivia left her room in a sling swimsuit that wasn't revealing but didn't leave much to the imagination. The outfit was orange, which matched her chocolate skin perfectly. It was also evident that it was a bit too small, as it slightly clung to her breasts. Olivia passed him as if nothing had happened. When she walked backward towards him, Otto noticed that her derrière was so big that the material went between her cheeks and almost disappeared. Otto stood there, shocked, and after a while, the first thing he said was:

– "I have to find the swimming trunks in these boxes"

He ran downstairs; luckily for him, the boxes were labeled.

– "There it is!" - he said happy after searching the appropriate box

He undressed, throwing his smelly, sweaty clothes anywhere. The swim trunks were obviously too small for his pudgy body, but he didn't care. Moreover, because they were tight, they emphasized his large bulge, the only thing worth noticing about Otto was his penis. The size of a donkey and beefy, with two testicles hanging like tennis balls, his ejaculations were powerful and long-lasting. However, this monster also had flaws. Terribly smelly, covered with rotten musk, and his balls were incredibly hairy and smeared with a strange greenish goo. His sperm was as thick as concrete, with a unique musty smell, and the tip was always covered with the most solid cheesy smegma ever. Okay, that's enough; it makes me sick. He went out to the garden and saw Olivia on the lounger, seems she was preapring to apply sunscreen on herself. He walked over to her and started sweating.

– Dave, what happened? Are you done unpacking? - she asked, confused when she saw this fat pig coming toward her.

– Not yet, but I thought I wouldn't waste such weather as this on carrying boxes. It's probably better to spend time with you. Don't you think so?

Olivia felt overwhelmed and defeated by Otto's argument and decided to give in to him.

– You're right, so what do you want to do? Why don't you go swimming?

Otto did not like any physical activities. He preferred to honestly stare at Olivia all the time or stare and masturbate, or masturbate and grope, and so on, and we'll get to that. Otto, however, had an idea.

– I see you want to sunbathe. Can I help you grease your back?

– Thank you for the suggestion, but I think I can handle it.

– But Olivia, what if you miss a spot? I heard a woman got cancer from that.

– Really? - Olivia was scared by this situation.

– Of course, would I lie to you? - He looked at her like she was an idiot.

– Alright - (well, she was).

Olivia began to turn around on the deckchair to lie on her stomach, and she made the last turn as she lay down with such **** that her butt shook like the waves on the sea.

– "Thank you, if you're up there" - Otto thought, looking up.

He took the cream in his hand.

– It's a new one. I haven't used it yet. I got it from your dad. You won't be offended if I listen to some music - she took the headphones.

Otto was happy with this information.

– Of course not. Just know that it's the first time I put sunscreen on someone, and on such a beautiful woman, so please don't worry if I do something wrong.

– You've never applied it? - she said with concern - You've never had a girlfriend?

– No - he said as pitifully as he could, thinking he could use this sympathy - So will you be understanding?

– Of course, don't worry. Do what you think and how you want

Olivia put on her headphones, covered her face with a beach hat, and closed her eyes.

– "What a poor boy. Probably because of his appearance, he has low self-esteem, and you can see that he has strange temperaments. He came to a new city; it's a new start for him. I have to help him and be the best support for him, and be understanding no matter what he does. I have to talk to Marek about this"

While Olivia thought about this, Otto was preparing for the adventure of his miserable life time. He started reading the packaging and saw that it was high-end cream made of natural ingredients.

– My "dad" must really love this girl. I'll soon mark her as mine - he muttered under his breath