Josefina's thoughts

Josefina slumps against you, her hot mouth on yours as she trembles through the aftershocks of her orgasm. Finally sated, she rolls off you with a happy gasp, using Chanel's sheets to mop her dripping pussy.

"You're just what a girl needed vato," she chuckles in satisfaction. "Took the edge off. Next time we can slow down and explore a little."

"You're something else," you laugh as you stand up and adjust your clothing. "What brought that on so quickly?"

"I been thinking about it since you got here. You a fine looking man, and I got a good look at you this morning. I didn't want to wait. I almost jumped you this morning when you came out of the shower." She rolls off the bed and straightens her clothing, standing on her toes to kiss you again. "Josefina's better than these gringo putas, vato. Better than that blonde teacher too."

"You're pretty well informed," you say with a wary smile.

"I keep my eyes open. And my ears too. People here forget that little people exist, say things when we're around."

"So you're saying that all the housekeeping staff knows everything that goes on here?"

"No everything vato. But Josefina listens close. Not everyone does. Most don't care, or don't want to know."

"And what do you plan to do with what you've learned?"

"To you, nothing. But if I could hurt these two putas it would make me very happy," she says, gesturing to the room to indicate Rose and Chanel. "And if you hurt them I would be very grateful."

"Is that what this was about?" you ask, gesturing to the bed.

"A little. But I'm a healthy girl with healthy appetites, vato. I'd bang you for the pleasure of it. You show a girl a good time," she chuckle throatily and kisses you again. "You can show me again soon, ok?"

"Ok," you laugh, running your hands down her slender body. "You don't seem worried about other women."

"Why would I? We're just people who like to fuck. I don't care who else you fuck, and you better not care about me. I know that Josefina can outfuck any of these gringo putas, and maybe that teacher too. Maybe even that loco headmistress." She smiles knowingly at you, her eyes dark and teasing.

"Loco? Crazy? Why do you call her that?"

"That poor woman is so messed up she doesn't know what she wants," Josefina says, shaking her head pityingly. "Keeps herself all wrapped up but she's got yearnings, that one. Lots of yearnings. Now you get out of here and let me do my work," she says, kissing you a last time and making a shooing motion with her hands. "You go teach or spank some girls or whatever. I see you again soon vato."