A much need break.

You grab your underwear from the floor and put it on out of modesty and not wanting to sit your sweaty ass on her kitchen counter stool. However, Camila has no such qualms of walking around naked with a sweaty sheen on her smooth tan skin and bends over when she opens the fridge, giving you a nice view of her amazing round bubble butt.

"Water or beer?" she asks.

"Beer since I'm paying for it," you chuckle.

She comes back and hands you an open cold bottle of beer.

"Cheers," you say, raising your bottle as she sits next to you.

"¡Arriba! ¡Abajo! ¡Al centro! .... y pa'dentro!" she cheers. The two of you clang your beer bottles and then take a swig.

You chitchat with her as you sip your beer and you reveal that you were nervous when you first came in, thinking that she had a big boyfriend hiding in a closet.

"Who said I don't?" she smirks then lets out a belly laugh when your face goes pale. "I'm joking!"

"Aren't you afraid of some freaky guy you bring home for one night stands?" you ask.

"Nope," she replies, taking a gulp of her beer. "I maybe small but like I said before I can take care of myself."

"Okay, I don't want to find out..."

"Good," she grins. "I actually sent one asshole to the hospital with a broken forearm!"

"Oh yeah, here's the one-fifty before I forget," you gulp, grabbing your pants from the floor to get your wallet.

Camila laughs and finishes her beer. "Okay, let's fuck and I promise I'll be gentle with you!"