Hiding with my Venezuelan neighbor ft. Strawberry Girl

Surrounded by darkness, two figures huddled together. Their bodies pressed tightly against each other as they tried to contain their trembling. A man's deep voice spoke softly into the woman's ear, his breath hot against her skin. He whispered promises of safety and protection, attempting to calm her fears.Despite the situation, an undeniable spark ignited between them. The woman, known only as Strawberry Girl, found herself strangely aroused by the danger they shared. Her neighbor's strong arms wrapped tightly around her, his rugged features pressing into her neck. She loved the feel of his rough stubble against her soft skin.As they waited for the danger to pass, their hushed whispers turned into heated moans. Their hands explored each other's bodies with eager desperation. The man's calloused hands roamed freely over Strawberry Girl 's soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His fingers traced the outline of her delicate ribs and teasingly brushed against the underside of her full breasts. She whimpered softly, arching into his touch as her own hands delved deeper into the warm, familiar flesh of his back, reveling in the feel of strength and protection that emanated from him. Their hearts