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The Local Flavour
Date: 9/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Female Domination, Mature, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com
tener mucho hambre. El gusta comer… how do you say this… el gusta comer mujeres aquí… ’ She sticks out her ass and points at it. The three women look at each other, making disgusted faces. Esmeralda whispers something beneath her breath, but I can still hear it clearly. ‘Otro come-mierda. Puedes creer estos gringos? Qué cochinos son.’ Sara seems not to have understood. I do not volunteer a translation. ‘Bien? Ustedes hacer esto para mi marido?’ Esmeralda takes the lead again. ‘Si, claro. Lo que usted diga. Pero es tarifa especial.’ ‘What? Excuse me. No entiendo. ’ ‘Dinero. Mucho.’ ‘Oh, no hay preocupación. Dinero no es problemo.’ Sara goes into her bag again and hands each of the women a hundred dollar bill. Their eyes widen. No disgust this time, just plain unconcealed surprise. Street corner prostitutes, or putas callejeras as they are called here, make a hundred dollars in a month, if they’re lucky. They stuff their bills into their little purses and start stripping right away. ‘Excelente. Quiero ver.’ She takes Rosita by the hand and turns her around. She grabs her butt, which is round and seems amazingly firm. Then she turns to Graciela. ‘Tu tambien.’ Graciela turns around and lets Sara grope her ass. ‘Nice. Very nice. Ahora tu.’ The woman called Esmeralda has a tiny thin-lipped cunt which sort of hangs down between the space that her thin legs leave beneath her crotch. She turns around listlessly, exposing a thin bony ass with almost no flesh on it. The buttocks come ...