Claudia Rodriguez

“What! You don’t know where the Sierra Madre is?” she asked “Geography has never been my best subject.” I said She took my hand and led me into her room, “Ven, yo te enseño.” I though we were going to look at a globe or maybe an encyclopedia, but instead she took off her clothes.   She grabbed my hands and traced her body with them.   She stopped on her breast and said,             “Here, mira these are Popocatepetl and Ixtaccihuatl.” My hands worked their way all over her terrain.   I put my hands around her waist and slid them slowly down her butt.   “Ese es el Cerro de la Silla,” she smiled as I pinched her nalgas.   Her curves were reminiscent of Guanajuato’s winding alleyways.   Her dark hair shimmered like the sands at Barra de Navidad.   We moved on to her bed and exchanged long kisses.             “Y aqui,” she said spreading her legs for me, “are the most breathtaking cascadas you’ve ever seen.” She placed my fingers on her wet chocha and said i

Que quieres que te diga, Chiquita? Te meto un dedo y te doy con mi lengüita. Ay que sabrosita estas! Dame mas de tu jugo dame mas! Mira como te escurre tu lechita, entre tus labios menores y mayores bien rojos   y esponjaditos te los rosa la gota de tu leche resbalosa en rumbo a tu   ano mojando tus nalguitas hasta estallar. Que quieres Chiquitita? Dime que quieres. Dime que me quieres Chiquita. Dime que mas quieres estoy para complacer coger, y coger hasta coser nuestras pieles una contra la otra con nuestra calentura se derriten dedos, nudillos, palma de mi mano, muñeca. Que mona eres, mi muñeca dime que quieres estar con migo que yo soy tu tesoro que vez mi corazón de oro que canta, canto por ti en voz alta. Voz suelta como un arcoíris doblándose por las nubes saludando a los cielos perfecto como el sol en la amanecer…nuevo día tengo. Es lo mejor que tengo contigo cada nuevo día que m