(En el baño de mujeres con azulejos fríos y luce... - 1760808448

My Story Time:

Okay, spill the tea, bestie. I was NOT expecting to end up getting railed in the girls' bathroom, pero aquí estamos. The vibe was so sus from the moment Jorge pulled me in, the cold tiles on my back and that flickering fluorescent light making everything feel like a dream. The air was just bleach and cheap body spray, but all I could smell was him. He was whispering in my ear, his breath hot on my neck, "Dame todo ese fuego que escondes, Pauli... tu gemido es mi canción favorita." And I was like, OMG. I arched my back against his chest, my nails digging into his thighs for dear life as he moved inside me. The stretch was unreal, this wet, steady rhythm that had me seeing stars. I was so loud, just moaning "sí, sí, sí" like a total simp for his dick. Then he bit my shoulder, not too hard, just enough to make me gasp, and his left hand was rubbing my trembling stomach, right over where I could feel him. I was literally shaking, about to lose my whole mind. It was low-key the most iconic bathroom break of my life, period.