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Elizabeth walked on her high heels through the barrio. She had her skirt hiked high, barely past the pussy, and her large five pointed crown tattoo amply revealed on her equally ample ass. It was like a hall pass here, and she slipped past the dangerous looking Latino thugs into a normal condo, where the most dangerous Latino of them all awaited.

He'd wanted to make the place opulent, but Elizabeth had warned him against it. Bold displays of big money were the fastest way to getting them all in trouble. She closed the door, locking all of the locks, and then strode over to Sergio, kissing him hungrily.

"Mi amor," he said lustfully, tugging her panties down. Elizabeth chuckled, stepping out of them.

"Papi," she said teasingly, knowing that would only inflame the lust. He growled, pulling out that big eight-and-a-half inch Latino cock. She smirked at it, and then went over to the bed, bending over it.

He liked her big, wobbly ass to be on full view when he fucked her, marked with the big tattoo showing she was the possession (in part) of the Latin Kings. She grunted pleasingly as he pounded away, sliding a thick thumb into her ass. She grunted.

"Fuck, Papi, fuck your white whorrrrre," Elizabeth whined, as he drilled her sex passionately, as a Latino should.