Joaquin had brought the brunette girl back to his place, taking her up to his bedroom to sort her out

As she sat down on the edge of the bed, he kneeled in front of her to take her heels off

After that, they made out of a bit, her hands caressing his tan skin, gently placed on the base of his neck

Joaquin was now desperate.

He was hovering over her a little, not wanting to crush her with his body weight. Finally, she pulled away for air

Her eyes were a little glossy and their lips were connected why a thin string of saliva after all the tongue he used in the kiss

“Now, strip”

The Argentine stated