"Oh... no, Sir. I just drank by myself mostly," she said."I see. Well, that's good, I don't like sloppy seconds!" I said. "From now on this cunt is mi...e, understand? "No other cock will be allowed in my cunt except for me. I am the only cock you will need anymore. You are my slut... my whore... from now on. You belong to me. Do you understand me?" I said as I fingered her harder and deeper."Yesss, Sirrr," she moaned as she pushed her ass back at my hand."Say it, then, so I know you understand,". ) was watching me play and began to make comments about how good I was at scoring.He kept chatting me up, and I was flattered. He asked if I’d like to have a drink, on him. I said “Sure.” We went to his hotel room. He gave me half a glass of vodka – straight. There was no mix of any kind. I tasted it, and that was about it. I may have tried another couple of sips, but I didn’t want any more.He took off his coat and hung it in the closet. We sat on his bed, as in this dump of a room there wasn’t. . consider a man to be worthy of my talents and time.BUT NOT HERE!And as Macho as these men were ... they knew I was “Sí, Patrón.” They accepted it ... and those who didn’t? I’d beat the living fuck outta them and see them to the door.At least ... that was the plan.“Maria?”“Sí, Patrón.”“Who cleaned my house?”“Sofia, Patrón.”“Who told her she could clean my house?”Maria turned bright red.“Guilty, guilty, guilty,” I said.“Who cooked my dinner?”“Bianca, Patrón.”She blushed.“Uh huh,” I have frowns. I quickly raised my hand to my lips to taste her sweet honey. It was like liquid heaven, ambrosia. I jumped between her legs and shoved my face in her dark tunnel. Prying apart her lips with my fingers I shoved my tongue into her cunt. I felt her hands grab my hair and hold my head firmly to her pussy. Her clit was larger then mine, more like a little dick. I could easily suck it as it jutted throbbing and swelled with desire from her pussy. Sucking on this big clit sent her into waves of sheer.