I had tasted his cum this morning. But just a few drops of it on my tongue. It had been unpleasant. But not like this. It was horrible! It was bitter ...nd disgusting. But I have begun to get used to the nasty taste.I managed to control the gagging and soon he was finished. He pushed my head away and his cock slid out of my mouth. He looked down at me, kneeling at his feet, my cheeks bulging with his cum.“Oh yeah, cunt. You and I are going to have a lot of fun. You’re learning real fast. I’m. .could I stay with you instead of the hotel, please?” “It will cost you,” I told her. I could hear her heavy breathing. “What will it cost me?” “You will be treated like a whore,” I told her. I could hear her sigh. “Where are you?” I asked her. “On my bed,” she replied. “He’s out shopping with the girls.” “What are you wearing?” “Jeans, top,” she responded, “bra and pants.” “Take down your jeans.” I told her. I heard her in the background taking them down. “Done,” she said. “Now. I felt my groin react and adjusted my growing hard on.“I need a drink; do you want another?”John handed me his cup without a word and I got up. As I approached the two women, they stepped away from the bar to give me space and a small smile played on the face of the one wearing the skirt. I gave them a smile back and a nod.“You like tipico?” Said the girl in the skirt in broken English.“It’s okay, I guess. Not much else to do around here. How come you speak English?”“Me and my friend work for. I hoped they kept their desire to do something worthwhile. I knew it was hard to remember we were there to drain the swamp, when you were up to you ass in alligators.The pot crop might be a big temptation, if I brought them into it. I even had to remind myself every day that it wasn’t about the money. It was about helping people. I hoped I could remember that when we started to have something to sell.I had no idea at that time how long it was going to take to bring in a crop, even a small one..