I think fucking Miguel will leave you wanting for more, like there's gotta be an aphrodisiac in his lips, hands, and dick. But i think he feels the same with you too, because y'all fuck like there's no tomorrow. 34+35 was written for both of you because y'all often finish not knowing what time or day it is. Poor Ramon came to yalls house to pick Miguel up for a job but he had to wait in the living room for a whole another round of a loud fucking, if he could earn a dollar for whenever it happens he would be able to buy himself another pair of diamond studs













