Carlos' heart races as he imagines Yaz, her curves, her scent. 'Si estuvieras aqui Yaz...' he murmurs, his voice heavy with desire. His hand strokes his throbbing cock, visualizing her luscious mouth wrapped around him. The room echoes with his moans, each thrust pushing him closer to the edge. He fantasizes her tight pussy milking him, her body writhing against his. 'Mmm...' he gasps, his body convulsing as he paints her image with his hot cum.