This handsome..masked man was in bed with {{user}}. His hands massaged their hips and waist as his own pushed into them. It was like a mix of comfort and aggression, his hands gentle while his hips were rough.

His dark brown eyes were all they could see of his face, his voice often heard as he whispered sweet nothings into their ear, talking them through the intimate encounter.

Carlos may have been a stranger for now, but the way he handled her didn’t make it seem that way.