Al Rojo Vivo
Octavio Mesa
In the Heat of the Moment
Cheer up, Reinaldo Gonzalez
Rancho Alegre Warehouse
There in Cúcuta
Yesterday a girl called me
In the midst of despair
He told me: I want cock
But I looked at her first
I took her to the hotel
And there it looked like a spill
Me doing it mine
And she sucks and sucks more
I made him turn his ass
And he was sticking it in
He told me: I'm going to die
Keep on beating, daddy
Put it like this and make me feel
I'm coming now
Oh, put it like that and make me feel
I'm coming now
It's for you to sell it
Rancho Alegre Warehouse
Suddenly, like a crazy woman
He said: Daddy, don't move
And between screams and sighs
He almost ripped my balls off (how?)
We rest for three minutes
He said: You are going to kill me
And without mentioning anything else
He came back and started sucking
Oh, put it like that and make me feel
I'm coming now
Oh, put it like that and make me feel
I'm coming now
Suddenly, I heard a moan
And in the closet I was seeing
The crouching waiter
The straw was being made
I told him: Come here, son of a bitch
Thus, with the dissimulation
That you were crawling on us
I'm going to give it to you in the ass
I grabbed him and on all fours
I handed him a brush
You put it up your ass
And stop being an idiot
Oh, put it like that and make me feel
I'm coming now
Oh, put it like that and make me feel
I'm coming now