Las Cruces

One look at her shoes and I knew she didn't belong here.
Suburban queen landing right here  in Las Cruces
The cafe was an old chrome and glass joint next to a once proud sleezy motel.
Tourist trap nowhere near Route 66. In its heyday.
I love old grease pit cafe's
Papaw ran a joint like this when I was a kid.
Fat as fuck cook slinging bacon and hash browns, as he should be

She trembled a bit as she poured my first cup of jet fuel
Ride up on two wheels
Leathered up with the twin's thunder shaking the hell out of that glass and chrome
I kill the beast quick, ain't payin for no more glass windows
But I don't mind the thunder announcing my presence especially when someone owes money. I was here to break a leg or two

My smooth country accent calmed her a bit, hands still fumblin a bit as she took my order, 'just the special...over easy, miss'
I watched as she moved through the tables like an obstacle course
Admiring...... that ass has a personal trainer. Or had one
A little too clean, too neat and a fifty dollar nail job
She hadn't been here long , and neither had I, sitting now during prime time breakfast hours
Alone

Our eyes met as she introduced me to my breakfast
And of course, more jet fuel
More eye contact when I said it
'Thank you ma'am' always wets waitress panties
Love it when a women gets tongue tied in whatever the fuck she said
She'll be back in a minute to check on me
Besides. Who else was there in that lonely hole she landed in
But I didn't give a damn about her story. I've got one too. With more pain.

Asked her if she knew JB Barbee
'Hell, everybody knows JB'
A little crackle in her voice
She spoke good english
Yeah. She didn't belong here
Puffed up manager came by to see what the conversation was about, so I told him
He tucked tail and made the phone call that made my day worth doin
That damn cute waitress made this day good too
Not the kind of guy that gets to see beauty every day

She sat down with me and tried to tell her story, embarrassed somehow about working there
Hell, my momma was a waitress.
And I didn't care about her story either
She gave me her name and looked deep into my eyes like I was gonna save her from this glass and chrome prison she picked
That damned smile melted a fucking hole in my cast iron soul
Barely noticed the manager drop the package on the table

'What the fuck'. Greasy brown paper sack. That ain't no way to treat ten grand. All those Benjamins deserve more respect
Good no one else was there when I counted it. JB came through
No ER visits today
But the storm clouds caught me
I could ride in the rain, but I'm not going to. I had other plans
Looked at those twinklin eyes and she got the message
She beat me to the door
The manager got her tip

Sleezy motels check in time is wtf anytime
Didn't even get out of the lobby before her lips were a part of mine
Hanging on to my leather jacket like it was a lifeline
Her tremors subside by the time rm 213 was in sight, my two legs the only ones walking now while hers squeezed the fuck outta me
Shower on hot, steamy, while I washed the bacon smell off her, the road off of me

Her kiss tasted like sweet tea and her pussy like sunshine as I reminded her of what life felt like. Unchained
She was ready to cum before the shower, so when she did, there was another
Juicy sweet rivers flow from neglected souls and she reminded me of her hunger as her lips
Savored my length
Hands and lips and throat
She begged me to cum
This ain't no porn baby
We've got a long way to go now

 Just giving her time to recover with my cock in her mouth
Pulling her back by the hair
Folded her up and brought out the real fireworks
Tongue's and lips and circling clits
My fingers long and her toes curl
And her sweet honey flows
As they all do when treated right
'Don't tell me no ones made your world quake when you cum baby'
Fucking sweet smile on her face
That tight wet pussy
Just warmin up

Nothing was sacred in that motel room. If the tv wasn't broke, we woulda broke it
I don't regret releasing that raging animal inside of her
After cumming 5 times, she was free
Eye to eye, cock still buried deep inside she said something in spanish that even I didn't understand
So I turned her over into that international position known as doggy style and released a torment of who's your fuckin daddy

Things got quiet about 4:00
Back to the cafe to renew my strength
Help wanted sign in the window as the manager served my huevos rancheros
And my ladies tea
All packed up, she's never been ass sore from ridin two wheels through the night but...
Best we be gone before JB
Wants his money
And his honey
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