The Mexican

Several years back after my divorce I hanging out at bar after work when this younger Mexican guy comes up and starts chatting with me. He seemed cool, we chatted about sports and then chatted up a group of females. I continued to see him regularly and it was much of the same each time. Then one time this good looking latina walked in and I nudged him and said, "damn, I'd like get her." He said, "oh yeah, its your lucky day, I know her." He motioner her over, introduced us and at the end of night she left with me.

She was fucking hot, petite, perky round tits with little brown nipples, nice thick booty, landing strip... Just mmmmm good. She was a violent fuck though. She was biting, scratchingy back, moaning super loud. There was point where I thought she was setting me up to look like I took her by force. I brushed that thought aside and pounded her little c**t as hard I could and when I blew my loud she was quick to get down and lick it all up. Wild fucking night.

About a week after I'm in the bar and the bartender ask how my night was with her. I explained it in detail and he told me that is what he had heard about her. Then he says, "hey, you know your buddy, the little Mexican guy? You know that was his wife right?" I replied "what? No fucking way." Turns out it was and he just like to get her fucked. I could only assume she is too much for him with the scratching and biting. Good pussy though.