Albert
I can't believe I am inside the restroom doing it. Not that it is my first time, but to do it in such a constricted space, under the hot and humid weather of this country, I really want to give myself a thumb up.
"You're distracted, hottie," says Cindy between our kisses before she bites my lower lip and pulls it. "Am I not good enough? I'm quite confident in my skill, though." She wriggles her eyebrows at me.
"No," I say, pulling my head back a little to free my lower lip from her domineering teeth. "You're good. It's so good that it surprises me."
She furrows her brows. "Why is that?"
"How do I put this?" I stare at the rusty doorknob behind her, picturing an image of someone as an example to make a comparison. "It surprises me because I thought girls in this country are intr
