Bi-Sexual Female / 35
He Liked Thick Mexican Girls
Being a Mexican girl from the east side no one ever thought I would get a college degree, much less work as a professional in a multinational corporation. I am a little thick, but the guy that liked me liked thick Mexican girls, he had lived in South and Central America running company businesses and he liked girls who looked like me. He like it even more that I was degreed, that made me girlfriend material. Sure, he was older, had been around, only God or the Devil knows how many girls he'd screwed. I wasn't the first, I knew it and it didn't matter to me.
When he came back from a trip, when I was tied to him, his dick in me I wanted to know about the girl he screwed on that trip. He told me, while he finished with me. I don't think he ever screwed me without having screwed another girl in the last day or two. He started telling me about this one girl that worked for a supplier, a clerk in their office who was Colombian, from Bogota. I wanted to meet her, I asked him to screw her for me, let me watch. That's how I got into watching, looking in her eyes while she was being screwed, watching her while he released his sperm into her. Afterwards he screwed me, I wanted to taste her on his dick, to feel her in me.
In 2015 I ate her, not just any girl, I ate her, his favorite clerk, I wanted her so bad, eat it all out of her after he finished. My first taste of pussy. I never stepped back. When he screwed her, I ate her. Colombian girls do not look like Mexicans, Colombian girls have this beautiful honey colored skin, beautiful faces. That's why he liked her, that's why I liked her. That's why he gave her to me, mine, for me. I took her home with me, I told her that he had given her to me.
For a Mexican girl like me to have a girl like Mercedes was like winning the lottery. To be the Mexican girl of a man like him meant that you only got screwed by a real man. In my neighborhood, back in El Paso no one believed a white man owned me, or that he had given Mercedes to me. It's true. Later he decided to marry me, today my name is Beth, I was born Beatriz Arriola. Mercedes is my girl.
When he came back from a trip, when I was tied to him, his dick in me I wanted to know about the girl he screwed on that trip. He told me, while he finished with me. I don't think he ever screwed me without having screwed another girl in the last day or two. He started telling me about this one girl that worked for a supplier, a clerk in their office who was Colombian, from Bogota. I wanted to meet her, I asked him to screw her for me, let me watch. That's how I got into watching, looking in her eyes while she was being screwed, watching her while he released his sperm into her. Afterwards he screwed me, I wanted to taste her on his dick, to feel her in me.
In 2015 I ate her, not just any girl, I ate her, his favorite clerk, I wanted her so bad, eat it all out of her after he finished. My first taste of pussy. I never stepped back. When he screwed her, I ate her. Colombian girls do not look like Mexicans, Colombian girls have this beautiful honey colored skin, beautiful faces. That's why he liked her, that's why I liked her. That's why he gave her to me, mine, for me. I took her home with me, I told her that he had given her to me.
For a Mexican girl like me to have a girl like Mercedes was like winning the lottery. To be the Mexican girl of a man like him meant that you only got screwed by a real man. In my neighborhood, back in El Paso no one believed a white man owned me, or that he had given Mercedes to me. It's true. Later he decided to marry me, today my name is Beth, I was born Beatriz Arriola. Mercedes is my girl.
- That's Juicy! 13
- Remove It! 0
