Curious how to get laid in Bogota, Colombia? See, I have a little experience regarding this topicβ¦. I had her pressed up against the DJ booth. She put my right hand on her left breast, and her tongue was down my throat.
I was both turned on and worried. But I guess fear is a part of arousal. I was afraid the bouncers would throw us out. We had to get out of there. I grabbed her handβ¦. Where are we going? Back to my place. Do you have a condom? Or course. We got out the club as fast as we could. We jumped in the first taxi we saw. On the ride to my place, she lay back with her head in my lap. I rubbed her pussy.
She started moaning. I worried again β the taxi driver was getting a peep show. I should stop worrying so much about people seeing me doing foreplay with girls in public.
We got to my place. She was soaking wet. We fucked for what seemed like hours. She was so loud she woke up the guy staying in the room across the hall.
That night, I realized how to get laid in Bogota, Colombia. Well, it took a few more nights of research and development. And by that, I mean bringing as many Colombia girls back to my room as humanly possible.
