Honduras 🇭🇳 'the best lovers" *cue slow spanish guitar* 🎸 A..

Honduras 🇭🇳 'the best lovers" *cue slow spanish guitar* 🎸 Actually while i write this im gonna play Cocaine - by Penelope Cruz so if you wanna cue it up while you touch yourself If you get me chatting you can often hear me say 'the finest men come out of Honduras' or 'the best lovers come out of Honduras' I wanna tell a story so around spring 2018 my mom called the police on me and accused me of drug trafficing so pwc picked me up and i spent two weeks in ja1l while they investigated. during my time i was assigned to the violent inmate unit bc i got in a scuffle. and thats where i met ‘Honduras’ 🇭🇳 . so sitting in the area, jump suit, no hand cuffs, hair wild and curly looking like zero from holes. im sitting in a coed area waiting to get moved to a new area. in busts Honduras 🎸. He just got in a fight, hes got bl00d on his lip, when the dragged him in there he was roaring mad and like kneed a hole in the wall... like he lifted his knee, kneed the concrete wall, and it broke. Sheesh. see idk why wild shit like that turns me on but.. idk i think i get attracted to other peoples pain and anguish bc i have a need to nurture it. lemme take care of you sour puss. I’m so sweet I could make the devil cry. And I do. so yeah homie damaged property, they strapped him to a chair, told him to relax then got a translator to tell him to relax bc low and behold alex doesnt speak english. and they sit his rageful, wild, and fwineeeee ass next toooo me. like they wheel him over in a chair and sit his ass next to me. lmao. And he’s cuffed to the chair and all that. so i start talking to him, asking if hes okay, blah blah blah. trying my best to speak spanish. i have a bible like in my hands and its the ja1l bible so half of it is in spanish. so we start vibing in the waiting area. he speaking as much broken english as he can. im flexing my spanish 3 verb congregations. i figure out a lot about him like that i was a little older then him and he was in there for being drnk in public and resisting arrest oh and he was too y0ng to drink. so yep. so while we are being processed and shit. we have to go to the clinic and get vitals so one at a time we did that, then we had lunch together, and like the lady at the desk is translating some of our conversation.... like im in pwc j@il on a speed date like as we are sitting there people are getting like checked into the j@il. like taking mugshots and shit. we are watching people go from street clothes to jumpsuits. okay so they get a good group of us together, we are going from intake holding to where ever we are gonna be dormed up. i think i had 5 days left at this point two of them i spent in C pod which were individual cells and coed so alex and i got to stay together a little longer. we were next door for two days. and when they moved me from c to d he watched me. we also met a few other people through talking through the toilets. they come in to the story later. oh and by this time we exchanged numbers. i wrote his in the bible and he memorized mine. wait back up. when we were in the little area with the chairs and he was in the crazy chair, let me explain the body langue that was going on bc we were able to touch each other, and KEPT touching each other. like he touched my hair, my hands, my legs. i think i touched in his hair and was feeding him lunch. his legs were all man spread out and my legs are crossed and im all leaning into him. then the guards called us romeo and juilet. and they kept us together!!!! like when we were doing vitals i was all up in the doorway watching him and the nurse. like friggin summer camp! and we are the violent inmates like tf?? lemme tell you, you can get away with a lot of shit by being cute. alrightttttt so inmate release time. they give me back my clothes, my weave, my phone, and i get out to the area you know past the magistrate and blah and guess who is sitting in the lobby. *cue spanish guitar* so we run up and hug each other and hes charging his phone with the lady i guess and i guess they are nice to us bc we are cute and y0ng, you know. i have cigarettes so we go out side with them and blah blah... i think that at this point we are just making out like crazy tbh. so like hes like 'wanna come with me' okay let me tell you something. As you can probably tell this is wild story I’m gonna tell you how I fucked some kid I mét in j@il. Right now I’m gonna go off with a stranger super far from home. For context I need to remind you like my mom just put me in ja1l. I just wasn’t feeling all that great. Of course those thoughts came to my head of not wanting to breathe anymore. Honduras breathed life into me. So here comes Romeo and Juliet walking hand-in-hand for a mile to a bus stop. I’ve got a phone and some cigarettes and great titts. He’s got a Wallet full of cash. We end up on a greyhound bus to Richmond. It turns out that he lives in Roanoke! But I’m following him. So when we get to Richmond, he’s navigating through Latino communities. He ends up getting us an extended stay, and we end up spending I think about four days in this little apartment/ hotel thing. I spent all of these days wearing between my shirt and his shirt and a pack of panties that he bought from the store… toothbrushes (from the ja1l) deodorant. conditioner. And these little flower flip-flops he bought me. Night one. So we’re in Richmond and we’re in Spanish communities where they speak all Spanish I have no idea what’s going on. I’m just following Honduras. We get the room we do a little shopping we get a few snacks for the room and he gets alcohol. I learn about Honduras said he likes alcohol so we spent a lot of this time drinking beer and whiskey and rum. Maybe he was just charismatic, or Latino people, of course look out for one another, but it seem like he knew everybody we were with, and introduced me to everybody. We hung out by a restaurant that serves I guess Honduras food. We ate and drink there. I carried my Bible around for a while. We go back to the room and shower up. oh my God, the body on this guy. Like I told you, he kneed a concrete wall and it broke…. STRONG. BUILT. like arms, chest legs. ridiculous. The windows for the room were wide open and there was this big bright full moon in shining in on us on the third floor. He comes out of the shower black briefs, dick big on soft, stands there and drinks some water. I’m on the bed, watching the moon. I LOVE the way Latin men are intimate. Even my last ex that had saizon. They TOUCH your body. They don’t just jump up and ravish you. Honduras rubbed all over me. My legs, my stomach, my breasts. He kissed all over my arms. He kissed me everywhere. If I was to keep this story short Alex from Honduras is the reason I don’t let anyone eat my pussy anymore. Bc I don’t want to muddle my experience with the mediocrity. This was this first time he devoured my pussy. The second time was even crazier. He climbed on top of me, kissed open my legs. Soooo many factors go into a good experience for a woman when you are eating pussy. Sniper position. First thing is hand placement. One arm wrapped around my leg holding me open and the other rested on the upper push stomach area. Applying pressure to my stomach. His hands are heavy and warm. Then he’s devouring my lips like he’s eating stew chicken. Sucking and slurping on the whole lips then individually. Sucking firm enough to draw enough bl00d and stimulate my organ and then massaging with his wet tongue. Then that’s just the lips. Then he gets to the middle. Sucking licking moaning. Holding me in place as he tongue fucks my pussy hole. I’m telling you he’s getting all in me. Sucks the whole fruit again then down the middle. Licks me up and down licks my ass, but just a little bit bc, then with his lips sucking my clit in a deep rhythm, he slides his thumb in my pussy and he’s rubbing the rims. Massaging my pussy hole open. I’m in heaven. He’s not fingering me in and out, he’s rolling his fingers around in me to make sure I’m ready to take his fat dick. The way he serviced the pussy, with so much delicacy, love, tenderness and care… it’s almost like he had one. Bc I have NEVER EVER in my life had someone treat the pussy how he did. EVER. So I’m in ecstasy. I yanked the sheets off the bed a pillows were spread everywhere. It’s time to take his dick. My pussy is soaking wet, the moon is shining on us, loving the song of passion I just sang to it. And THEN. Lol. So I had to remember exactly how this happened so he gets up, dick rock hard, fixes the bed sheet, and like gets in the bed diagonal and I try to go to suck his dick and he curved my advance to let me know it was all about me. Kissing me all in my mouth so I could taste myself. In the bed sitting back on his knees, he pulled my waist in and wrapped my legs around him. Holding me up by my back like chest to chest he slides his big old fat sausage inside me… he grunts and lays me down on my back and starts slowwwly sliding in and out… with his eyes closed…. I wanted all of it but he didn’t give me all of it. He slowly started stretching me out. Ughhhh the 😩😩😩💦💦💦💦. Body to body chest to chest in the moonlight Romeo and Juliet are making love…. 🥀 I gotta take a break…. 💔 tune in for part two….