Acapulco

"And bring some champagne up to the room," Jamaal said, his hand on Rin's ass. "The good stuff. Ace of Spades." The concierge nodded obediently, and the couple entered their suite overlooking the ocean.

"Thank you for taking me here," Rin said, tugging her skirt up to expose her fit assglobes now that they had privacy. "It's beautiful."

"Only the best for my girl," Jamaal said. "Ain't nothing bad gonna happen here."