Not Tonight, Senorita, Give Me a Break

As I came back to the table, Ramon and Esteban were sharing a stripper, deeply immersed in a conversation. As soon as Ramon’s eyes casted on me, he howled, with his hands spreads horizontally, cocking his jaw, “Where are you, man? Where the hell are you, man? You’ve gone over three hours. I thought you were kidnapped. What happened, man?”

“I just gave her a good lay twice – that’s all, brother. And I didn’t go away for three hours. You exaggerated it too much, my intoxicated friend,” I could not help smiling.

“Ha-ha-ha… fucking Shogo!” he was guffawing, with his right hand on his temple and asked bewilderingly, “but you’ve surely disappeared for good two hours. What did you do for such long hours?”

I lit a cigarette and fell to mysterious silence for a while. And then I unfolded my missing two hours, “As I said, I boinked her twice. Between each interval, she gave me a massage. I was so relaxed. However, one thing kept bothering me during the fucking fiesta. She never let my pecker go – while we were talking on a bed, she desperately clutched my pecker, as if she sailed on the aggressive sea under a bad weather, with menacing breaks and as if my pecker were only her lifesaver. Can you beat it? She constantly gripped my pecker for two hours!”

“What a crazy cunt!” he was amazed, chuckling.

He drained a bottle of beer, ordered another one, and asked, “Shogo, what do you think about my new cunt? She is from Chile. She is very hot and sexy. I asked her out tomorrow, and she’s accepted it. We’re planning to go to Tulum. Of course, you have to join us, bitch. Do you think she’ll come with us?”

“I think she will. She seems to be really enjoying your company.”

Here she suddenly asked me, “Are you ready for another session with me right now?”

“Not tonight, not tonight, senorita, give me a break. Of course, I want to bang you, but not tonight, por favor.” I babbled embarrassingly.

Everyone was laughing at my remark ardently. And Esteban was patting my back cheerfully and clinking his glass to mine.

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