Yes.

Oz, with Juan gone again, continued where he left off and slowly pushed his crotch back against her. He began to pull her dress up slowly again. With a quick move, he unfastened his belt and unzipped his jeans to grab his massive tool and began to press it up against her butt. He felt a nice soft sensation swallow him up as the large covered butt grazed against him. He then moved slowly in circles and began to lay kisses upon her neck area and shoulders which were bare. He caressed her shoulders and reached around for her breasts. As her large breasts were getting hugged from behind Oz pulled them slightly back again so his hands could now grope on them. The soft tits gently yielded to the man’s strong hands and let themselves be molded and toyed with as his hips moved more and more vigorously. Maria had gathered some courage in the meantime again and said:

“Please, master Oz, please, I have children and husband.”

But this did not stop Oz from continuing to move more and more eagerly. The dress was now pulled up even further and he felt a bit of thigh flesh near his crotch. Maria wanted to moan or cry, but she knew her children were in the room right next to them and she did not want to worry them or cause a scene, so she patiently and quietly endured as more kisses were laid upon her neck and then she felt the large cock press up against her now bare skin on her thighs and lower butt area.

Oz was leaning in for more kisses and massaged her breasts more eagerly, while his hips just began to really enjoy the sensation of lust overwhelming him. Maria on the other hand had now stopped thinking and just wanted to be done with this situation without it affecting them badly so she endured and emptied her head. Oz had surely not needed much more until his penis was completely rubbing up against her ass and he might have also sprayed it full to mark her properly but just then a voice was saying:

“Mamá! Mamá! Breakfast!” and the voice was getting closer. Oz snapped back to reality in a rather quick fashion and hid his penis into his pants away while slightly tugging his belt in too so it wouldn’t be suspicious. The dress of Maria however remained rolled up, as her large thighs would not drop them down. Maria pulled on them quickly and managed to try to look and act somewhat half-decent, but the child was already looking at them with a curious facial expression:

“What you doing?” it was the oldest one, Marquez. Oz could read from his face that he saw a bit more than he should have.

“We were just about ready to serve breakfast and your mom spilled something on her dress.”

The child did not understand English too well and he just said:

“Breakfast.” To which Oz nodded and showed him a five with his fingers indicating five minutes. The child understood and rushed off back to the table.

Maria had somehow managed to finish some of the dishes while Oz was in his ecstatic state. It was nothing short of a miracle and she really needed just three more minutes for finishing and another two for serving up.