I've been meaning to write about this for some time. You see, there is this woman that I see around town. I've seen her for years. She has been a cusgomer of mine at a couple of different jobs. She's about 5'4" or so. She is a plump mature Mexican woman. She's a darker brown,(moreno) and she has long black hair. She has a nice round face,with wide,full lips. She has a well-defined upper lip dip that I always see on women with some Spanish in em. It's usually one of the first things to pop a bead of sweat when things get hot; right above a mouth that is hanging partially open. Occasionally, a tongu might come out and lick one or both lips . . . then they close and open a bit. But . . .ahem . . .anyway. She usually wears thin-strapped dresses. She has tiny breasts and a belly that is well accentuated,by said dresses, as she walks. She just kind looks like trouble, too,in the sexy,tired,too-many-kids havin' fat face. She IS usually trying to get away with something while I am working. She knows she can get away with it too. I think she can sense it  (as in, writ large on my face and hot,throbbing,erection). I hope to God she can't smell it (or do I?). 

So TLDR; I want to breed with her very badly,and have always wanted to (in a deeply basic,primal, beast-ass, genetic way), since the moment I laid eyes on her and her little gaggle of followers. It seems to hit different when it is soft-confirmed that she likes raw fuckin. 

If, for some reason, the stars should align and I find myself in close, moistly-chasrged, pulsating and warm, proximity to this woman, it will be over. As I whip it out and dive in , I will probaby dissasociate to wading in a hot spring. The spring itself, will probably grab me and pull me along into an equally warm and pleasant river, that wasn't there before. I'll find myself tossed along the rapids; smashing against all manner of jiggly and increasingly slipppery rocks, only to then be smashed against them (waist above water) by the pressure of the river behind, then flipped over and tossed over the falls and into warm, dark, bliss. Yeah, I can see it being something like that. There is a non-zero chance of a heart attack from the excitement. on top of all that, I'm too poor to get mixed in with all of that. I would fuck that shit up so hard though. 

I guess now, I'lm gonna have to do a sort of self-portrait of me all smashed up against her belly and still pumping deep into her cervix. Her dress just pushed up over her stomach,exposing her pantiless form for my access. My hand is just under the fabric,grasping at her fat bellly (note to self : sweaty and shiny). 

Thanks for making through the ramble,

Antluv108