Una Verdadero Vaquera [TJ Trip VIII - 3/4]

As I woke Saturday late in the morning, I looked around the disastrous state of the room and the memories came flooding in. Valentina moaning on the bed as I railed her knees up as I buried my face in her blonde hair. Sam, giggling, perky tits jiggling, playfully tossing the Jacuzzi foam around the tub. Nena, on her knees, naked on the marble floor blowing me as her jetblack curls cascaded down onto her tits.

I had one more day and night to indulge at Hong Kong, and then a final OTC TLN session lined up with ATF Nena for my last night in Tijuana. My hangover was relatively mild, and I was excited for the pair of days ahead.

I called downstairs for a viajero, and then texted wingman @Zbott to see if he'd be interested in coffee.