Longer. Do it to me. Fuck my face hard. Fuck my slutty little mouth. My eyes are watering, you look down at me. Are you in control? NO. Stand up. Bot... my hands on your cock now. My eyes watering from the assault of your cock on my throat. My breathing harsh. My chest heaving. Look at my tits aren’t they glowing? Do you want to spank them? I think you do. Do it, slam your palm on them and watch them tremble too. Look how red they are. They will look so good covered in cum. in front of you on. I'm about average height for a Hispanic woman making me shorter than most the white girls I grew up with, with slightly broader hips than I'd like, and smaller breasts than I'd wish for. Though I'm not stacked by any means, I'm not flat, and catch men staring at them frequently enough. My skin is kind of caramel colored, and I'm somewhat proud of how silky smooth it is. I kept my black hair long, about down to my shoulder blades.Despite what my parents thought, I had been sexually active, just. Planning before our vows are even spoken to have a get out of jail free card as part of our marriage is to say the least disheartening. If you don't love me enough to forsake sex with other men, then you don't love me as a husband but as a friend with benefits, and that is not enough to base a marriage on. So tell your parents I love them, but I am sorry that I cannot provide them the grandkids we always spoke about. We may see each other around, I am not running from town, and know I will love. .. well ... it already was ... but there were a few pivotal events that I could make money on ... If they worked. I had a hundred dollars in my marbles can."Grama?" You want something ... I recognize that voice." Do you still play the horses?" How did you know?" Trips to Detroit and betting stubs in your clothes." Sneak!!" Yes, ma'am." I laughed, "And Daddy told me it was your only vice. He called it 'the family shame.'" Yes," she mumbled, "I still play the ponies." The Derby is tomorrow, is it.