The man who is about to be revealed here & that is inside of this written story is not the typical Latino male which all of us are familiar with. There is something different inside of this man that makes many to deeply miss him once he is already far gone...
Every single time that he lets his guard down, allowing his strong male presence to expand it's natural aura around him, there isn't any woman that can't feel how deep this man can really be inside of a bed's pure embrace momentum. Even if he doesn't say a thing, even if he doesn't expose any typical gesture that may unveil his hidden tender dominating figure & even if he simply passes through them without making a fuss, if by any chance he looks straight into their eyes they always give him back the inner silent scorching whisper of a deeply desired Hmmm! Sometimes this doesn't affect him, but in other occasions their devilish attitude deeply affects his determined will, making him be completely vulnerable to their stronger presence. A strong feminine presence that expresses its natural power through their delicate perfumed kindness. A deep felt presence wrapped in such an intense desire that deeply wants him without any sort of restraints, fears or regrets.
Realizing that at his silent passage a few of them would discretely send him stealth gestures, silently exposed by rubbing their sweet lips extension using the tip of their determined willing tongues, these hot scorching gestures agonizingly would deeply burn inside of him, making him blush, almost braking his inner dominant will.
Staring straight at him with such an intense deep desire of having him inside of them as if they wanted to bond his spiritual essence with their physical bodies, this always made his heart to deeply cry in silence, even if his face & body showed the opposite. For many of them he is only seen in the end as someone who doesn't care at all with them, once he needs to departure or once he can't allow any sort of physical, mental, emotional or spiritual bond.
The posture of this man is not only power of will in presence, nor he is only just another simple dominant male. He is a hard protective lone burning soul that made a deep promise towards himself:
To soften bodies, making their hearts to become stronger, finally delivering peace to their desperate souls. A peace brought by the decided touch of his vigorous & yet tender whip, but once his task is done he simply has to disappear...
It is clearly seen inside of his eyes a still deep & long journey ahead of him, which in profound silence announces that he isn't able to promise to any of them an eternal physical presence, but even so, once they are able to feel the depth brought by his naked presence of pretensions, even if just for one time & even if they deeply sense that eventually they will not see him anymore, this makes them to desperately want to feel close to them the sweet protective power of his whip, wanting to sense (even if just for awhile) that he was there only for them, allowing him to completely taste their willing physical sweetness without any sort of rush, deeply desiring to receive from him just a simple & yet protective embrace brought by the uniqueness of his presence...
It was Sunday & walking calmly through a close park unexpectedly someone calls out for him. Once he looks around trying to find who was calling for him he sees a gorgeous woman, comfortably seated in a park bench, elegantly dressed with a beautiful white tight dress, intentionally or not showing how her body was perfectly shaped, unveiling all her sweet feminine body curves. She was a real beauty but a complete stranger to him. A stranger that made his mouth to dry fast, making his entire body to tremble from top to bottom, silently unleashing in him a deep sudden unrestrained desire in having her.
Her feminine presence woke profoundly his manhood hunger!
Before he could say anything, before he could look straight into her beautiful observant eyes, stupidly astonished, he observes the built perfection of her black leather boots that she was wearing & that were protecting her long sweet perfect feminine legs. Inside of his mind her belly (perfectly shaped beneath that white tight dress) was desperately wanting & begging for a strong male lips touch. His eyes weren't able to stop to frantically scan her juicy round & perfect curved sized breasts. To make things even more difficult on him her nipples were hard & big.
He was deeply hooked by such a physical delight...
He wasn't able to take his eyes out of her hard pointing nipples, almost drooling due such an intense desire in tasting them, in feeling them by the tip of his eager male tongue. He was desperate. He wanted to gently squeeze them against his face & chin.
She knew & she felt that he wanted badly her body. Almost ashamed with such uncontrolled & untamed male desire for her human flesh, eager to make him come back to earth she says:
Hey! Excuse me sir but my nipples are not my eyes, so try to look into my eyes instead if you please? I am desperately needing some assistance here. Please? Hello???
It seemed reasonable that after what she said he could set himself free from his deep reverie but he couldn't. He continued to stare at her hard & succulent female nipples, wondering & wondering about them over & over, eager to know how hard & juicy they supposedly might be!
His mind kept on playing with him, unleashing all sorts of deep felt fantasies inside of his head. He began to see one of her nipples to pop out of her white tight dress, ready to be sucked & ready to be licked by his wet pink tongue. So beautiful & perfect her hard nipple was, ready to be handled by his willing & experienced male hands.
That sweet butterfly (nipple) would stay smoothly safe inside of his mouth refuge (so he thought).
Never stopping to stare at her hard nipples & still deeply inside of his by now insane reverie, in a soft & gentle way of be he says:
Fear no more dear lady. I am more than ready to assist you. Shall I begin to grab one of your perfect breasts making it be completely safe inside the palm of my hand, while I bite the hard & juicy nipple of the other one gently, nice & slow? or if you prefer I can make you feel the sweet warmth of my hissing tongue all over the circular lines of your magnificent breasts, desperately searching with my trembling mouth for your hard & juicy nipples again, as I feel the hardness of their deep desire for my eager mouth, making you feel the sweet warmth that is felt by your silky skin. Warmth brought by my dripping saliva that goes down on you, traversing slowly the full extension of your sweet & perfect female body. Does this help? Does it sound good or you are thinking in something else first dear lady?
This wasn't the silent & determined man speaking at all. Due this intense reverie unleashed by her unexpected presence it unveiled his most hidden wishes & deep male desires, making him be at the mercy of a hollow & lonely cold NO that probably would come out of her mouth soon...
Some say that there's no rock that water can't pierce & that complete stranger was drilling & piercing his rock (emotional defenses) without any sort of resistance by his side. She had become the water that he was so eager to taste in order to satisfy his hidden deep masculine thirst.
He wasn't thinking about the consequences of such typical male behavior. Being completely driven by his primal male senses he continues to scan her body extremely delighted with her perfect feminine curves, desperate & eager to put his hands all over her.
She was a Goddess.
Suddenly he began to blush. His uncontrolled reverie had come to an end, painfully realizing what he has just done (to think out loud). Deeply ashamed of himself, once he tries to find her face in order to properly ask for apologies, he sees her hands smoothly squeezing her breasts, touching gently her hard nipples with her fingers, showing how deeply horny she had become due his hissing hot male words of deep desire for her feminine flesh...
By now he also had unleashed her primal feminine senses while he dreamt out loud.
A mix of feelings erupted inside of him (profound guilt & deep desire in having her) but because he was the one who started all of that, being a gentleman he tries to redeem his foolishness saying:
I am deeply sorry for this dear lady. Please forgive this stupid & barbaric behavior of mine. I am profoundly ashamed of myself!
With one hand still grabbing her superb perfect breast she lifts herself, covering his mouth with the fingers of her other free hand. Looking straight into his eyes, in a calm & warm voice she says:
Shhh! It's already too late for apologies. If you really want to redeem yourself I will let this redemption to take place. Shhh!
Biting continuously her red meat succulent female lips, still with her fingers gently covering his mouth, she whispered close to his ears, making his spine to shiver:
Ohhh sweet & lovely stranger you have unleashed something in me that I thought no one could ever unleash. I want you to know that I am a submissive kitten. Now, all that I want is you to taste me & fuck me as hard as you can right here & right now. If you want to redeem yourself you will need to calm down my moist & wet pussy that is eager & desperate for your male touch & that wants to feel how deep your cock can slide in. I want it fast & slow, hard & softly, fast & slow, hard & softly, on & on & again & again, with rush & without rush...
She caught him where she wanted & to not give him any chance of escape, taking out of her breast the hand that was giving her pleasure, she starts to go down on him reaching his already hard & pulsating cock that was desperate for her hand touch beneath his trousers. Gently she begins to rub her hand (against his trousers) up & down, nice & slow, sensing every inch of his desperate hardness for her inside of his trousers. She wanted more. She wanted to feel it completely inside the palm of her hand, begging & whispering towards him: