You closed your heavy eyelids, at the same time not moaning loudly. The palms squeezed the fabric of the blanket that covered the rumpled bed.

Your mind was fueled to recover the memories of the previous evening. Party, crying about your ex, drinking, lots of drinking, mysterious girl, warmth in the inner thighs.

“Oh... What kind of shit have I gotten myself into?...”

A couple of seconds after your words, a female voice with Mexican accents was heard.

"mmm... Shut it..."

Turning your head to the side, you met the eyes of that “mysterious girl” you saw at the party yesterday. At the moment, she was simply lying next to you, covered with a layer of warm blanket.