She was playing with her nipples, pinching and tweaking them as she rubbed my cock, licking her lips provocatively. "You're a naughty little slut, ain...t you?" I blurted in the heat of the moment.It was a comment well received as she replied, "I want to be a naughty little slut, I want to be your filthy little slut right now, to say thanks for picking me up back there."We were automatically getting moved through the wash as the water began to cover the windows. She leaned over, put her warm wet. I shivered, and my hurting cock pressed against her slender thigh."Well, Tarzan, what are you going to do about it? Why don't you touch it and see if it feels any better than Saturday night. You know, it IS Alfred's sperm this time." Her voice was deep and raw, with a horny tremor to it, like I never heard before. I grabbed her left tit and put my mouth to the right one, which I sucked and licked a little while. This elicited a low moan from her."Mmmm, you're much better with your mouth than. I need Lupe and Gerardo to help me lead them there. You might not have the stomach for a fight Humberto, but I sure don't plan on allowing anybody to water their cattle for free, not with my water at least. I don't have too much use for any man that won't stand by his employer when the chips are already down and the hand's been dealt. If you hightail it on me now, don't expect me to take you back on after it's all settled."It took them another two hours, probably because they were wondering if. I thought it was a joke at first, until we started making real plans. Her plane is to arrive in just a few minutes, and I can’t wait to lay my eyes upon her. Though I can’t lie, it’s her accent that I’m the most excited about. This is how it all started. She, along with everyone else knows I have a thing for accents. I mostly go weak for British, Scottish, Irish, and Wales area, though most are sexy! She would tease me a lot telling me she’d whisper and moan for me if we ever met. I plan to.