She wont

Megan's eyes go wide. "W-what?" She manages to ask between husky, breathy moans.

"You're sitting in a mud puddle. Your backside is filthy. Turn around," Michelle orders.

Megan hesitates. She's sitting there, naked and completely exposed with half the staff watching her from the windows. Her nipples and clit are both achingly stiff, and her exposed, red and puffy pussy glistens in the sun (and not just because of the water from the hose), clearly visible beneath her dewdrop-clad bush.

If... If I do this...

"But..." Megan whimpers as her body trembles. She knows exactly what's going to happen, and she knows she's helpless to stop it. A quick glance up to all of her leering, grinning co-workers makes her realize everyone else except Michelle knows it too.

"Do it, or you're staying out here all day," Michelle barks. "I'm not about to let you track your filth all through my... er daughter's house."

"I..." Megan stammers, but she's too terrified too say any more. The fear and shame of being deported is too much for her. She sighs and sits up, and then gets on to her hands and knees.

"Turn around," Michelle orders.

Megan whimpers and does as she's told, exposing her magnificent round ass to everyone. Inside the mansion cheers and hooting fill the air as at least a dozen phones record this unbelievable event. Luckily for the workers (and unluckily for poor Megan) the windows and walls are thick enough to prevent the sound from traveling enough for Michelle to notice them.

"You're as filthy as a pig!" Michelle exclaims, not thinking much about her choice of words. "Your ass is absolutely covered!"

Megan blushes even harder at Michelle's cruel words. Then, she yelps when the cold, high pressure water hits the small of her back.

Vanessa's mom slowly works the spray using a wide, circular motion, blasting the mud off Megan's back, then her feet and up the back of her calves.

All it serves to do is drag out this latest, greatest humiliation for our lovely Latina as she flinches and clenches over and over again, making her magnificent ass twerk and jiggle while occasionally flashing her pussy to the world.

"Geez, you're a real mess," Michelle says drolly as she cruelly continues to hose poor, sweet Megan down. "How did you even manage to get any cake back here?"

Megan only mewls as the water comes close, but fails to touch, her sodden, sensitive box.

"Stop shaking," Michelle commands. "You know what? Hold yourself steady. Pull yourself wide so I can get the rest."

The lovely Latina's eyes go wide. "Y-you mean...?"

"Spread 'em, and then we'll be done," Michelle commands.

Megan's heart is pounding.

She... she wants me to... The frazzled girl thinks.

"Face down, ass up. Keep them apart so I can get the rest," Vanessa's mom orders. She occasionally squirts a bit of water on each cheek, kind of like a long-range, liquid spanking. "Hurry up!"