Buenos Aires was loud under the window. San Telmo, late afternoon, heat sitting on the tile, a radio in the street, meat on a grill somewhere below. White sheets. Wood door that didn’t shut. She climbed on the bed in the camo skirt, still buckled, black thong under it, both braids in her fists.

I didn’t let her decide.

“Open.”

She took me in her throat. I pulled the braids out of her hands and held them myself, fucking her mouth until spit ran off her chin onto the skirt. She gagged and stayed down. Buenos Aires kept moving outside. In the room I didn’t ease up. When I pulled out she was messy, eyes wet, smiling like she wanted worse.

I flipped her. Skirt up. Thong yanked aside and left there. No bottle. No fingers. No pussy.

“Ass only. Dry. You take it.”

I pressed in with nothing. The head caught hard. She grabbed the sheet and made a broken sound, then pushed back because I had her hip and I wasn’t waiting. Tight. Raw. Every inch dragged. The belt knocked her ass each stroke. I didn’t take the skirt off. I held her down and fucked her ass like her throat had only been warm-up, rough, no give.

“That’s it. Only this hole. Push back. Buenos Aires can hear you. Show me you want it dry.”

She did. Knees wider. Meeting me. Whining into the mattress.

I put her on her back. Arms over her head, braids stuck to her neck, skirt bunched, thong useless. She looked straight at the lens, mouth open. I stayed in her ass. Never touched her pussy. I made her hold herself open with both hands so I could see all of it, stretched, still dry enough to feel every inch.

“Keep it open. Don’t you close.”

She shook and held. I finished deep in her ass while she watched, used, skirt still on, the city still going under the window.

She walked into that Buenos Aires room thinking she had a say.

I used only her ass. She took it better that way.

She knocked in that blue maid thing. Red bows. White stockings. Like she came to clean and already knew she wasn’t going to.

First she got on her knees on the floor and put my dick in her mouth. Looked at me the whole time. Ass up. That little plug already in.

I fucked her like that. Costume still on. Then I put her on her back and pulled the pigtails. Mouth open. She never took the outfit off.

Latina. Maid. That’s the girl.

I told her the job was gone if she didn’t finish me. She didn’t argue. She just dropped and did it.

Mouth first. Then she climbed on and rode like her paycheck depended on it. Eyes up. Didn’t stop until I came.

That’s the deal. Latina maid. She wanted to keep the job. She made me cum.

Top branco. Saia preta. Ainda vestidos.

Comecei pela frente. Ela estava me olhando o tempo todo.

Então mudei.

Ela não me impediu. Ela sorriu.

Massageador nela enquanto eu ficava no outro buraco.

É esse.

Sour Candy entrou com a blusa branca e a saia preta ainda vestidas.

Ela colocou a língua no meu pau primeiro. Cabelo molhado. Aquela linha na testa. Olhando para mim como se já soubesse.

Então eu a coloquei de costas e entrei. Saia para cima. Coloquei o massageador no clitóris dela e deixei lá.

Ela fez um som que eu ainda não tinha ouvido dela. Olhos arregalados. Língua para fora. Mão na própria buceta tentando acompanhar.

Continuei fodendo ela com aquela coisa vibrando nela. Ela não tirou a blusa. Ela não me pediu para parar.

Quando eu tirei, ela ainda estava sorrindo. Bunda para cima. Como se ela quisesse o massageador de volta ligado.

Sour Candy veio de chapéu. Essa garota argentina. Ela se senta, olha para mim e diz que não quer que toquem na sua buceta. Só o cu.

Então ela tira esse brinquedo anal grande e começa a colocá-lo em si mesma. Bem na minha frente. Ela está sentada nele, cavalgando, com a língua para fora, como se eu nem estivesse no quarto. Eu só observo ela destruir o próprio cu com aquilo.

Quando ela tira, o buraco dela fica aberto. Então eu fodo ela. Eu fodo aquele cu até ela tremer e eu não tiro. Eu gozo dentro dela. Está escorrendo dela e ela ainda está de chapéu.

Foi isso que aconteceu. Eu nem peguei a buceta dela. Só o cu, o brinquedo, e eu deixei dentro.