Comparisons

i was in the US for a month and a half recently to visit family and enjoy being home. it isn't quite home, Boston is more home, then Spain, and finally where my parents now live. i could put D.C. in the list; the location ranks a smidgen lower than Spain. i am digressing. people, men and women, ask me about the men in Spain when in the US, and the men in the United States when in Spain.

there is little difference between men. granted there are some inconsequential differences but men tend to act the same no matter where you are located. they are not all smoother or more attractive because you cross a border or ocean. they still want pussy and have difficulty convincing women to let them have it. this is the average man, we aren't talking some sexual superman because they exist in all countries.

a difference, which can be minor or major, is language, especially during excited utterances. at some point over the previous year in Spain, my dirty talk went into spanish. i don't mean just saying "aye papi". it caught some spanish men off guard me spouting off english while getting fucked good. there was a mildly entertaining incident this summer while i was back in the US.

this may be difficult to imagine but i was riding this guy. (i know a shock) it had been about a week since my last really good, non-mastubatory orgasm. my legs on either side of the guy, still wearing my heels, and my hips circling on his cock while i leaned back. i wasn't saying much because of the goodness building in all the wonderful spots. my guy leaned forward and he is going a little deeper inside me. the head of his cock starts to rub against the right place. my pussy instantly clenches and the most amazing orgasm engulfs my body. when i can speak again, it was nothing but spanish coming out of my mouth. the guy looked at me like was speaking an alien language.

- miss wolfe