"Sólo anal, por favor," she had whispered during their heated Salvadoran nights, and Miguel had obliged, fucking her tight ass raw until she screamed his name. Even after their relationship crumbled, her anal obsession never faded. When they met again, she wasted no time in dropping to her knees, taking his hard cock into her mouth before spinning around and offering up her ass. Miguel's thick shaft slid in easily, her hungry hole still remembering his shape. As he pounded her, she moaned, "Todavía me gusta sólo anal," and Miguel knew that, despite the years that had passed, some things never change.