‘My legs were trembling and my heart was racing already and I haven’t even began to undress Aguilar. His eyes and hands were doing all the talking as he slid an arm up my back as he walked me to the bed. “Vamos a estar cómodos querida,” he said as his fingers undid my blouse, slowly removing it. His lips find my neck as he laid me down, quickly removing the rest of my clothes. That night was amazing, and so was the next morning. 😈’