Its up to Becky

You could flip a coin, but decide to leave it to Rebecca do decide where you go.

"Rebecca, where would you like to go my house or Jennifers," You ask.

Surprised, Rebecca asked,"Really, Mr.Clarkson you want me to choose?"

You reply with a smile,"You asked me to make you a woman. It's only fair for you to choose."

Rebecca reached over, clasping Jennifers hand telling you,"I've been to Jens house, I want to go there."

With the die cast, you say,"Well, I'm going to need directions then."

Jennifers walled neighborhood was very upscale, one million dollar home after another. Her home was three stories set into a hill. You entered her home on the third floor. The entryway is a large balcony that loomed over the living room on the first floor. There were two sets of stairs to the right and left. And down a short corridor, there was an elevator down the kitchen.

Echoing up from the living room, you hear hi-speed spanish coming from the entertainment center.

Leaning over the railing, Jennifer called out," Consuela, we're home."

"Ninfa, you have ahh early day," the unseen Conseula replied.

Walking down the stairs, Jennifer told the housekeeper,"Si rain knocked out the schools power."

The livinroom was gorgeous, with a massive three story window wall that looked out at what looked to be an olympic size pool. Next to it was a huge deck with a wet bar, bbq pit, and a hot tub big enough for a dozen to sit comfortably.

Conseula had been recling on the couch. Finishing your descent, the woman rose to greet you. When Jennifer had described her as beauty queen hot, she hadn't been kidding. Clad in gymshark pants and a sports bra every curve was on display. Jennifers father may be a cocksucker, but you couldn't blame him for wanting to possess this goddess.

Looking at Rebecca, she said knowingly,"Ahh Pastelito, come to study again."

Rebecca blushed at the tease, causing Consuela to laugh.

"Who is this hombre mayor fuerte?" she asked, giving you a once over.

Reaching out, you shake her hand, telling her,"Hi, im Jason Clarkson. It is nice to meet you."

"Ohh Mr.Clarkson, he profesor con gran polla katenya speak about, yes. Sorry still learn english, he teacher with big dick. "

**** of habit has you saying,"Oh, it's nothing like that.." Only to by cut off by her saying." No, no ,no. I, Patrones puta, i no place to tell pricesa how, how to behave."

When the woman referred to herself as the Patrones Puta. Just for a moment, a look of sadness and anger shown in Jennifers expression.

Conseula, can I bother you to keep our teacher company why we get ready," Jennifer asked.

"Si, no worry. I keep profesor from be no lonely why Pastelito and you vestido provocativa." The woman replied.

Rebecca giggled as the two teens ran up to the second floor where Jennifers bedroom was. Watching them depart, Conseula sat back down on the couch, patting the seat next to her telling you," Sit please,"

Sitting down next to the woman, you were honestly at a loss. Here you were sitting to what was essentially a live in sex ****. While two teen girls were upstairs getting ready for you to fuck them.

Beating you to the punch, the latina leaned over placing one hand on your thigh while the other traced your cock with her fingers. You groaned in pleasure as her teasing touch turned your semi erect cock into an iron rod ready to pound some nails.

Conseulas throaty laugh tickled your, as her deft fingers drifted down to gently cup you balls. Conseulas sound of approval, as you began to stroke her inner thigh, set your blood to boil.

"Such strong man,"the woman said approvingly."Such grande heuvos, Pastelitas first time be Muy beuno, yes."

At your groaning nod she kisses your cheek whispering,"beuno."

Removing her hands the hot blooded latina sat back on the couch. Conseulas rock hard nips, could be seen through her sports bra. Your lips dry,you burned with the need to expose her rack giving them a taste.

You felt your control start slipping, when from upstairs you hear a yell," WERE READY!"

"Such strong firey man. Next time you show me sword, yes"

Leaning over, you kiss the Latina tasting her lips. Breaking it you growl,'next time.'

Running upstairs you tair off you shirt and tie. Jusrlt off the landing you see an open doorway. Looking into the room...