Gabriela was still at her pleas. She molded her arms and broke down in tears as Sparacho advanced to her side.

“I didn’t invite you down to Mexico to cry for me, Gabriela. This is supposed to be fun. Your boss has my five million dollars; the balance will be given to you on the last day of this pleasure. Please, perk up, cooperate with me and enjoy it. I promise to be gentle on you.”

“I…I …” she stuttered, “I am married. There are many prettier women out there whose pussy would entice you. You can permit me to be naked in your presence. That can be enough, please....