The sensations increased a hundred thousand times, splashing at the bottom of the dilated pupils, like two Mariana cavities, even the iris was not visible, but Valeria knows your eye color to the slightest speck of pigmentation. Taking a drag on a chocolate-flavored cigarette and exhaling sweet smoke into your flushed face.

"Well, well, well, cariño, we've just started. Keep yourself with me, okay?"

The woman's second hand gently traced the skin of your soft juicy thighs, she liked to tease, she liked to push to the limit, she liked to do as she liked.

There is one main rule: "Don't use your own product," however, Valeria is very turned on by the sight of drunken ecstasy in your eyes, when both body and mind become a viscous slurry.

The woman dropped the ashes on the floor and stubbed out the cigarette butt on the table and bent over you, running her fingertips from her forehead, along the oval of her face.

"Today you quickly got high, mi amor, I won't give you anything from this batch anymore, I want you to look at me with those eyes of yours."

Valeria's lips were paired short breaths from your lips, making you ache with desire. Right now, any touch of hers was like a feather, but it felt like a full-fledged act.

"Take it easy, desesperado."