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A gay latin lover is found
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HE WAS A BORN EXHIBITIONIST, THAT MUCH I KNEW, SO I TOOK IT WITH A GRAIN OF
SALT AT FIRST WHEN HE TOLD ME THAT HE'D BEEN SELLING THE SEXUAL SERVICES OF HIS
SONS TO TOURISTS. YET I HAD TO FEEL HIS SENSE OF SHAME AND DEFEAT AS HE LAID
ON MY BED, FACE DOWN, CRYING INTO THE PILLOW CRISPLY SUPPLIED EARLIER IN THE
DAY BY THE EVER COURTEOUS HOTEL MAID SERVICE. I RUBBED HIS BACK TO OFFER
CONSOLATION TO HIS HURT. HIS STRAIGHT, BLACK LATIN HAIR CAUGHT THE
INCANDESCENT BATHROOM BULB AND REFLECTED A REDDISH SHINE THAT MOVED WITH
LIQUIDITY WHEN HE TILTED HIS HEAD. BROAD SHOULDERS FOLLOWED, SWAYING TO A DIP
JUST BELOW THE NECK, A CRADLE BETWEEN SLIGHTLY ARCHED SHOULDER BLADES. HIS
SNUG-FITTING WHITE SHIRT WAS TUCKED INTO JEANS, INDIGO AND UNFADED, STIFF WITH
THE NEWNESS AND PRIDE THAT COMES WITH CARING FOR A PRIZED POSSESSION, A SHARP
CONTRAST TO THE FADED, LIVED-IN FASHIONABLENESS STATESIDE. INSIDE THE BLUE
JEANS, A PERFECTLY FORMED ASS, THE ASS OF THE THIRTY-THREE YEAR OLD FIELD
WORKER THAT HE WAS, FIRM AND ROUNDED AT THE TOP GIVING WAY TO MUSCULAR CONCAVES
ON THE SIDE. SOLID, POWERFUL LEGS REACHED THE END OF THE BED AND, DANGLING OVER
THE EDGE, DRESS BOOTS, BLACK, AND AS CARED FOR AS HIS PANTS. HE HAD EVIDENTLY
FALLEN ON HARD TIMES THOUGH, AND HIS BOYS WERE THE ONLY RESOURCE HE HAD TO
PROVIDE THE THREE OF THEM WITH ENOUGH INCOME DURING THIS PERIOD, ACCORDING TO
HIS EXPLANATION. WHEN MY HAND GRAZED THE BACK OF HIS BELT AFTER ABOUT TWENTY
MINUTES OF BACK MASSAGE, IT TOOK ONLY SECONDS FOR HIM TO ARCH HIS REAR END UP
INTO THE AIR, UNBUCKLE FROM UNDERNEATH, AND PEEL HIS PANTS DOWN WITH HIS RED
BRIEFS SIMULTANEOUSLY, PARTWAY AT FIRST, SO THAT THE CRACK BETWEEN THOSE TWO
MOUNDS WAS TANTALIZINGLY VISIBLE, THEN FULLY EXPOSED. HE SIGNALED FOR GREATER
PHYSICAL INTIMACY. JUDGING FROM THE WAY THAT ONE OF HIS HANDS TUGGED AT ONE
SIDE OF HIS BUTT, STRETCHING IT OPEN, AND THE OTHER HAND REACHED TO THE BACK OF
MY HEAD TO PULL ME IN CLOSER, IT WAS CLEAR THAT HE NEEDED HIS ASSHOLE EATEN
OUT.
THE MOUNDS OF HIS BRONZE RUMP FEATURED FINE, CURLY BLACK HAIRS THAT WERE SOFTLY
FUZZY TO THE TOUCH. I REACHED FOR THEIR FULLNESS WHILE HE CONTINUED TO FORCE MY
HEAD INTO HIS BEHIND. I RUBBED HIS CHEEKS IN A CIRCULAR MOTION FROM MOUND TO
VALLEY TO MOUND AND BACK AGAIN. THE FLESH OF HIS ASS GAVE WAY TO THE PRESSURE,
ALLOWING THE SOFT WHITENESS OF HIS CRACK TO MEET THE AIR AND, DEEPER DOWN, THE
CURIOUSLY SINISTER LOOK OF MOIST, STRAIGHT, BLACK ASSHAIRS. I WAS RAGING
STIFFLY WITH THE VERY THOUGHT OF HIS DEMAND AND MY EYES WERE INCHES FROM HIS
PRIVATE HOLE, PUCKERED AND SMOOTH WITH A WRINKLED SLIT IN THE LOWER CENTER OF
HIS FLESH MOUNDS. FOLLOWING THE GUIDE OF HIS HAND AT THE BACK OF MY NECK, I
SPREAD HIS CHEEKS WITH MY FINGERS AND DIPPED FACE DOWN INTO HIS CRACK, SNIFFING
AND SAVORING ITS MUSKY DELICACY, ALL THE WHILE MASSAGING HIS MUSCULAR ASSCHEEKS
WITH BOTH PALMS. HE NUZZLED MY NOSE DEEPER AND, WITH A CIRCULAR MOTION, I
WITNESSED THE RELAXATION OF HIS ANUS, FIRST GROWING LIMPER, THEN OPENING UP,
AND FINALLY REVEALING THE SHINY PINK INTERIOR BEYOND THE TAWNY CRATER, A MOIST
OASIS BEGGING FOR THE COMFORT OF MY TONGUE. THE DARK, SALTY TASTE EXCITED ME.
HE PULLED HIS KNEES UP TOWARD HIS CHEST A LITTLE, PERMITTING MY TONGUE TO PROBE
DEEPER. THE RITUAL INTENSIFIED AS HE PUSHED HIS BUTT BACK UP HARD INTO MY FACE,
STRETCHING HIS CHEEKS OPEN WIDER WITH ALL TEN OF HIS FINGERS NOW CUPPING THEM
FROM AROUND THE SIDES. MY TONGUE BEGAN TO ACHE AS IT STRETCHED FARTHER AND
FARTHER INTO HIS BODY AND SIDE TO SIDE, LOOSENING THE ELASTIC OF HIS SPHINCTER.
HE GROANED WITH DELIGHT; I ALMOST CREAMED MY PANTS. IT WASN'T ENOUGH FOR HIM TO
JUST FEEL IT, FOR HE THEN DREW HIS HEAD UP OFF OF THE PILLOW SO HE COULD WATCH
MY FACE DIG DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO HIS BEHIND. I AVERTED MY EYES UPWARD TO
WATCH HIS EXPRESSION OF PLEASURE.
HIS FACE DISPLAYED THE SATISFACTION OF HIS BEING THE OBJECT OF ANOTHER'S LUST,
OF BEING SO IRRESISTABLY ATTRACTIVE THAT ALL HE HAD TO DO WAS LOWER HIS PANTS
AND INDICATE HIS WISH AND ANOTHER MAN WOULD LICK HIS SHITHOLE AND LOVE EVERY
SECOND OF IT. BENEATH HIS BROAD AND DISTINCTIVE FOREHEAD WERE GRACEFUL AND
LENGTHY FINE EYEBROWS AND LASHES TO SET THE BRILLIANCE OF EMERALD GREEN EYES.
EYES THAT COULD PROJECT THE SERENITY OF THE MOMENT, THEN FLASH FIERCELY MAD
WITH PASSION THE NEXT. BENEATH A STRAIGHT, ALMOST PRETTY NOSE WAS A TRIMMED,
BLACK MUSTASCHE FRAMING FULL PINK AND SMILING LIPS AND DAZZLING WHITE TEETH
THAT LOOKED SO CLEAN YOU WANTED TO EAT OFF OF THEM. HIS FACE WAS PUNCTUATED BY
A DELICATE SQUARE JAW THAT WAS EVEN MORE PRONOUNCED BY THE EVIDENCE OF HIS
ADAM'S APPLE BELOW IT. WHEN I MADE A MENTAL CONNECTION THAT THE ASS I WAS SO
FERVENTLY SUCKING WAS CONNECTED TO THE SAME BODY AS THAT FACE, CUM GUSHED OUT
OF MY COCK AND INTO MY UNDERWEAR WHILE MY TORSO TWITCHED IN SPASMS WITH EACH
PUMP.
HE RACED ACROSS THE BED, REACHED FOR MY BELT BUCKLE, UNDID IT, PULLED DOWN MY
ZIPPER, SLID MY SLIMY UNDERWEAR DOWN TO MID-THIGH AND BEGAN LICKING THE
LUKEWARM SEMEN OFF MY PENIS. HIS EYES WERE CLOSED. I COULD FEEL HIS BREATH
SEEPING THROUGH MY PUBIC HAIRS AND COOLING THE MOISTURE ON MY ABDOMEN. HIS
SOFT LIPS FELT LIKE VELVET AGAINST THE TENDER SKIN OF MY PENIS. WHEN MY COCK
WAS CLEANED TO HIS SATISFACTION, HE PULLED THE ELASTIC BAND OF MY UNDERPANTS
TOWARD HIM AND JUTTED OUT HIS TOUNGE TO CLEAN THEM AS WELL. I LOOKED AT HIS
HAIR, ACROSS HIS BACK AND THEN TO HIS ASS, NOW SEEN FROM A TOP ANGLE. HE
RETURNED TO SUCKING, NOW WITH A CAREFUL VENGANCE, GIVING ME THE PLEASURE OF
VIEWING HIS TEETH AND LIPS ALTERNATELY SLURPING ACROSS THE SHINY SALIVA HE
DROOLED ONTO MY PINK SHAFT.
I POKED MYSELF FURTHER INTO HIS FACE AND DIRECTED HIS HEAD UP TOWARD THE HEAD
OF THE BED WHILE I WENT FOOTSIDE, UNTIL MY SHOULDER WAS ON THE BED AND HIS
HAIRY, DARK AND MUSCULAR LEGS WERE PRESSED AGAINST MY CHEEK. I REACHED FOR HIS
GOLDEN BUTT FROM BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND ANGLED HIM AROUND SO I COULD MAKE MY
ACQUAINTANCE WITH HIS COCK.
THOUGH HE WAS HARD, HALF THE GLANS OF HIS PENIS WAS COVERED BY BROWN FORESKIN,
PARTIALLY HIDING THE REDDISH BALL WITH ITS SLIT AND, OOZING FROM IT, THE CLEAR
AND STICKY JUICE OF PRE-EJACULATE FLUID. HIS COCK WAS LONG AND ROD-LIKE,
ELEGANTLY THIN, NO MORE THAN AN INCH IN DIAMATER. IT RESPONDED WITH A SPONGY
RUBBERINESS WHEN I DIRECTED ITS ANGLE WITH MY FINGERS WRAPPED FIRMLY AROUND ITS
BASE. I DIRECTED IT TO MY LIPS. I SLID MY MIDDLE FINGER INTO THE HAIRY FOLD
OF HIS DEEP CROTCH AND GRASPED TWO MEATY BALLS FROM THE UNDERSIDE WITH THE REST
OF MY RIGHT HAND. I MASSAGED HIS LOBES GENTLY AND MY FINGERTIPS WERE TREATED
TO THE SHINY GLISTENING SKIN OF HIS POWDER-SOFT SAC. HE STARTED TO FUCK MY FACE
AS IF HE WERE COPULATING WITH A WOMAN. GROANS OF PLEASURE SEEMED TO EMIT FROM
DEEP IN HIS CHEST AS OUR DICKS SLID IN AND OUT OF EACH OTHER'S MOUTHS.
MY MIDDLE FINGER WAS ENJOYING THE SLIPPERINESS OF HIS ASSCRACK, MADE WET
EARLIER BY MY LICKING. I PUSHED IT INTO HIS HOLE GENTLY FOR THE LENGTH OF
ABOUT AN INCH AND TWIRLED IT AROUND IN HIS DARK VELVETY HOLE WHILE I PAID
HOMAGE TO THE JUICIEST DICK I'D EVER SUCKED. IT WAS BOTH SILKY SOFT AND
THREATENINGLY RIGID, REACHING DEEPLY DOWN INTO MY THROAT AND HYPNOTIZING EVERY
INCH OF ITS TRAVEL. AS FAR DOWN INTO ME AS HE REACHED, HIS SLIMROD WAS SO LONG
THAT MY LIPS COULDN'T REACH ITS BASE. EVERY FEW MOMENTS A LITTLE LIQUID WOULD
SEEP OUT FROM IT ONTO MY TONGUE, TREATING ME TO THE TASTE OF HIS BODY
CHEMISTRY. HE WAS ENJOYING HIMSELF, IN OBVIOUS AWARENESS OF MY ADDICTION TO HIS
MANLINESS, EVEN LAUGHING AT TIMES, AS HE WORKED OVER MY PRIVATE PARTS WITH HIS
FACE, ALTERNATING FROM MY COCK TO MY ASSHOLE, PRESSING HIS PRETTY WHITE TEETH
UP INTO THE RECESSES OF MY BEING. I RECIPROCATED BY PRESSING MY ASS HARD INTO
HIS FACE, FEELING THE WHISKER STUBBLE OF HIS CHIN BURN INTO MY FLESH.
WITH A VIOLENT THRUST INTO MY THROAT AND THE DEEPEST OF ACCOMPANYING GROANS, HE
QUICKLY SHOT HIS WHITEHOT JUICE DIRECTLY INTO MY STOMACH, MY THROAT SENSING HE
CAME IN FOUR HUGE BURSTS OF LIQUID FOLLOWED BY SOME SWEETLY SALTY DRIBBLE THAT
I WAS ABLE TO TASTE BY BACKING OFF AND ROLLING THE TIP OF HIS SKIN-WRAPPED
SHAFT WITH MY TONGUE AS I CONTINUED TO SUCK GREEDILY FOR ANY RESIDUALS THAT
CONTINUED TO SEEP FROM HIS BODY. I WAS ALMOST UNAWARE THAT I WAS FILLING HIS
MOUTH WITH ANOTHER GUSH OF MY OWN CUM. IT MUST HAVE BEEN A MINUTE LATER THAT I
HEARD HIM SWALLOW.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE THE STEAMY SNUGNESS OF HIS CROTCH, EVEN FOR A SECOND,
BUT WITH AN OVERWHELMING DESIRE TO SEAL OUR INTIMACY, WE MET BED CENTER TO
EXCHANGE A LENGTHY KISS THAT SENT OUR HEADS DOWN TO THE PILLOW AND ENDED
SOMETIME AFTER WE'D BEGUN, IN UNISON, OUR NIGHT'S SLEEP. IN HIS CHARACTERISTIC
SHOW-OFF FASHION, HE HAD DEMANDED THAT I SATISFY SOME OF THE URGES OF HIS DARK
SIDE THAT NIGHT. AND HE'D BEEN SWEET ENOUGH TO BRING ME OFF, TOO. LIPS AND
TONGUES KISSED ASSES, DICKS AND TESTICLES THAT NIGHT, EXCHANGING LIQUIDS AND
AROMAS IN A MARRIAGE OF SECRECY. (END OF PART ONE) Downloaded from Just Say Yes. 2 lines, More1500 files online!
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