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My Puerto Rican Papi

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My Puerto Rican PapiTonight’s Gentleman Caller was Marcos, a regular customer of mine. Tall, dark hair and golden brown skin, plus a gentle smile…he is a heartbreaker. He got me pregnant last month and when I told him he was so happy and so excited (that a 52 year old man could impregnate someone as “young and hot” as myself was like an aphrodisiac to him) that he fucked me senseless….he spent the weekend with me and fucked me (ass, tits, mouth, hair….whatever his pleasure was) so hard and so often that I blame it for my miscarriage. Granted it was two weeks later, but between that and all my other gentlemen, the pregnancy could not sustain. I also know it was his baby because him and Michael are the only ones I allow to fuck me bareback and Michael hadn’t fucked my pussy that week. Only my throat. Marcos was with me the whole week after the miscarriage. He took care of me and fed me, let me rest. Paid my utility bill and phone bill. He divorced his uptight , frigid, racist wife 10 years ago. We met when I was working retail, before I had this gig. He fell in love with me at first sight but I can’t be tied down. So we have this arrangement. He comes to be with me in between clients or sometimes we go away or sometimes I won’t allow anyone in and just spend it all with him. He was overjoyed tonight to see that I had milk in my breasts, from the pregnancy I lost. He loves my white skin and how my brown nipples and brown pussy provide such a contrast. Romanian and Irish is an interesting combination, to say the least. His fingers traced the lines of the blue veins over my breast, leading to my nipples. He placed his hands over my tits and and felt their hardness. “my poor baby” he said and picked tuzla escort me up and carried me to the chaise lounge. He stripped to his boxers and began kissing me, sinking his hands in my hair. His lips then moved to my breasts. He sucked until he got a mouthful and then brought it up to me, to share the sweet, warm, nutty flavor of the milk. Then he want back to my breasts and drained each of them. He was gulping and at times choking, as the milk let down from my heavy tits. He pushed my skirt up and lifted my pussy to his face. Holding my ass in his hands he buried his head between my thighs, licking and sucking at my labia.He moaned and sighed heavily, breathing in deep the scent of my womanhood. “God, I worship your pussy”, he said and licked the whole exterior of it as to prove his point. He then proceeded to give me the best oral of my life. I can’t count the times I came….as he fucked me with his tongue, sucked my labia and clit….all the while holding my ass in his hands. I’m sure I have bruises on my cheeks from his big hands. At long last he laid me back down on the lounge and kissed me breathlessly, telling me how much he loved me, how good my pussy tasted, how he loved feeling me cum on his tongue. I smiled sweetly and told him I loved him, too. Because I do. He goes “You just love me for my big brown dick!” I said “only as much as you love me for my tight brown pussy.”He laughed and said “How can I resist that brown sugar pussy between creamy white thighs? And the milk that comes from your big brown nipples.” I playfully bit his nose and he feigned outrage “oh no you don’t!” and he picked me up off the lounge. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist screaming pendik escort playfully….letting him enjoy his little rag doll. He goes “I could just carry you out of here, you know. You couldn’t do anything about it.” I could feel him hard against me and I said “i’d like to see you try!!” I should have never dared him because he lifted me over his shoulder (me, naked except for my flouncy skirt and jingling slave anklet he bought me 5 years ago and insists I wear every time he makes A Call). He starts heading for the door and I’m beating his back, begging him to stop. We get to the door and he says “I’ll stop here if you let me fuck that pussy. I think you need some dick with your WHINE” . I said “ok ok you can have it! ” “Any way I want it?” he asked, turning his head to look at me. I looked back over my shoulder and said “any way.”He let me down and took my skirts off then guided me to stand with my back to him. I thought he was going to fuck my ass but instead he wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me up and impaling me on his giant cock. I tried to hold on to the railing on the wall but he laughed and said ‘oh no. No no no” and walked away with me attached to his cock. “Go limp, little rag doll” he said. I did as he said, bending over so my hair swept the floor and his legs as he fucked me …..slamming me up and down against his cock. My arms, legs, hair, tits were everywhere. I did nothing but go limp in his arms and allow myself to be taken by him. “now that you’re not pregnant I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.” I didn’t doubt him for a second because it felt like his cock was tearing me apart, despite my own wetness and the wetness from his aydınlı escort tongue lashing. After awhile he backed down to the chaise lounge again and sat down. I tried to get off of his cock but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he pulled my hair and said ” turn around and face me…without getting off my dick. I don’t want that candy pussy off my dick for one second, you hear me?”I nodded my agreement and when he let go of my hair I turned around slowly and carefully. He moaned in pleasure as my pussy twisted around him. when I was facing him , he smiled. I licked my lips and said “Hold on tight.”I rode him as if my life depended on it. I put it on him in up and down, in circles, every way possible. I fucked him so hard the lamp shook on the table next to us and a picture fell off the wall. His fingers raked down my back, leaving long red marks. He was so damn big I couldn’t help but cum before he did. Crying out “oh yes, Papi! Yes, like that!” I could feel my cunt contracting around his huge Puerto Rican cock, rhythmically squeezing around his hardness. Apparently he liked that because he yelled “Oh FUCK YES” and emptied his balls inside of me. Over and over his cock twitched in my pussy…overfilling it….his seed running down my leg. He held me in his lap as he told me what a naughty bitch I was, kissing me and playing with my clit. I allowed him to spend the night and he fucked me yet again when we went to bed. When I woke up the next morning, there was $300 on the pillow next to me. Along with a note reading how much he loved me and wanted to make me his. His alone…Now what? I love my “job” for many reasons: I get off on the power trip. They think they have all the power…paying me, their “whore”, but really it is I who has the power when they are paying for the pleasure of my body. And who wouldn’t want to get paid to cum?? But also it allows me to keep a safe distance. I don’t have to get hurt or put my heart on the line.

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