Mature fat amateur mexicana
Surely he could have said 'no' and stopped it. But he apparently hadn't.
His shirt was over his head and on the floor soon after. Then he stood before me in all his glory, the light flashing off his jewelry.
"I received a letter last week. " He bunched up his empty wrapper and played with the plastic lid from his cup, his eyes on the table.
Though not as tall as a large shoebox, it was the same width and length.