As she stars to walk, bringing you with her to her home, the gigantic Latina stops before even starting to move her foot. With a frown, she looks at you and says:
"Me acabo de dar cuenta que puede que te caigas si te llevo en la mano, y yo probablemente no me daría cuenta de ello. Y como puedes ver, no estoy vestida con ropas con bolsillos. Solo traje mi bikini aquí."("I just realized that you might fall if I hold it in my hand, and I probably wouldn't realize it. And as you can see, I'm not dressed in clothes with pockets. I just brought my bikini here."). She accompanies her words with a movement of her other hand, emphasizing her point by showing off her body.
She's right: only her bikini covers her, and the only things she has is the towel she was on, a couple of flip flops, and the bottle of sunscreen she had lotion herself before.
This presented to you a grim reality: no matter how potentially dangerous it might be to go in her hand, it was the only option remaining. After all, there were no other place she could carry you.
That might be the case to you, but not to Lola. She immediately started to think of places she could carry you more safely. Then, a thought hits her. For a second she's unwilling to even consider the idea, but her desire to keep you safe was starting to mount up. She really wanted to make sure you were safe. There was no way she was going to risk the life of someone in her care, especially of such a tiny boy such as yourself.
Yeah, a good looking one at that as well. A part of her also wanted to do it. A more...horny side. Yet, she's more of the gentle kind of woman. If she was ever going to have a potential relation with a younger man, it would be more of a long game. Of both partners slowly yet steadily getting close to one another.
All this things were going inside her mind, all beyond your knowledge. Whatever the case, all that you could know is that she, suddenly blushed, and looks at you. Before you can think any on the sudden matter, she speaks:
"Tengo una idea...donde puedo llevarte de forma más segura."("I have an idea... where I can take you safely.")
"Really? Where?", you ask happy. If she discovered a better way to carry you, then that would be the way where you would travel. Or more precisely, where you would travel.
Lola blushes even redder, and with a slightly nervous look in her eyes, she gently lowers you down, up to a point where you are in front of her panties. At the sight of this, you immediately realize what she's proposing. You blush at the thought. You then look up, meeting her gaze.
She then gently lifts you up, right where you were before. Now, you can chat clearly. Still blushing, you say with a nervous tone:
"Are you sure? ...It would mean...I...your..."
"Sé que significaría. Pero no tengo mejores ideas. Además, míralo de esta manera: no habría forma alguna de que te cayeras, o que yo no notara alguno de tus movimientos. Tendrías el beneficio añadido de estar en un lugar cálido, aunque probablemente un poco húmedo."("I know what it would mean. But I have no better ideas. Also, look at it this way: there would be no way for you to fall, or for me not to notice any of your movements. You would have the added benefit of being in a warm place, although probably a little damp. "), she answers with her calm tone, as if this was a normal, even "logical" proposal.
"But I...would be in...Direct contact...and I...would be...invading your...most personal place...", you say shyly. Embarrassment is all over your head, barely allowing you to think.
Lola just smiles. In a happy tone, she says:
"Yo no tengo problema alguno que estés en contacto directo con mi coño. Te mantendré a salvo. Incluso así, creo que no tendría problemas en presentárselo a un joven de buen aspecto como usted."("I have no problem with you being in direct contact with my pussy. I will keep you safe. Even so, I think I would have no problem introducing it to a good looking young man like you.")
She then winks on of her eyes. Her message is clear: she's no problem taking you there. And she is right: there is no safer place that there.
You look at her: you had kind of forgot that she is a mature woman, despite her good looks. She's clearly going to get excited to be with a younger man.
However, besides that, there is this feeling within you saying that she can be trusted. She'll keep you safe. Lastly, there is no better alternative you can think off. Still blushing, you say:
"If you say so...please, be gentle."
"No te preocupes, Dennis. Ya dije que te protegeré, y te cuidare. No tengas dudas de ello."("Don't worry, Dennis. I already said that I will protect you, and take care of you. Have no doubts about it.")
She once again lowers you, with the same gentle motion. She then stops right above the limit. Then, her other hand comes, and gently grabs you with a couple fingers. Then, she uses her other hand to open her underwear.
Next, she lowers you with her fingers, putting you right in front of her sex. She gently releases you of her grasp, laying you with your back on the fabric.
Finally, after giving you a good with caring eyes, she closes her panties, pressing you right into her pussy. You can hear a tiny, little moan.
As she says, where you are is warm, very warm. And moist. A bit smelly. Yet, this is the safest place you could be.
You then her voice:
"Muy bien, espero que no sea un lugar muy incómodo para ti. Ahora, iremos partiendo a mi casa."("Very well, I hope it is not a very uncomfortable place for you. Now, we will go to my house.")
From where you are, you're unable to know what she's doing exactly. But when she start to walk, you can most definitely feel the tremors she provokes where you are. Yet you remain still.
This...is going to be quite an especial ride.
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