Unfortunately, my flight to Havana was cancelled Thursday night, and I was forced to accept some Costa Rican pussy that night, and not at my hotel.
Sex in Costa Rica is like eating fast food for dinner. Its cheap, it kinda fills you up, but when you’re done its like, man, I could have done better.
Suffice to say, it was okay, but nothing to write home about, which is actually pretty damn good for a place like Costa Rica.
Meet Trish from the Pirate Club. 16k colones ($32) for the house, and an extra $20 for bbbj.
Photos: Trish - Pirate Club 01 02 03