On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, puta perto de mim chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like puta perto de mim”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “puta perto de mim” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “puta perto de mim” bliss.