What Goes Up Must Come Down

Your name is Marcos a kingpin, and you are in your tiger striped bed, in your mansion, and can't seem to sleep for some reason. You sigh and say, "Puta Madre". You look over to your left and see your wife, Veronica, a spicy traditional latina with pitch black hair, fake 34cc tits, a big fake ass, thicc thighs and pouty lips that were meant for 'chupando verga'. You move over to her and grab her big ass with both of your hands and give it a good hard squeeze. That seemed to awaken Veronica, she turned over to face you and said, "Que paso papi, can't sleep?" Yeah I can't sleep for some reason, I feel as if something bad is coming." Veronica gives you a warm smile and says,"Nothing bad is coming, you must be imagining things since you haven't been sleeping well lately and even if something does happen, you have all your security personnel guarding you, so they would have to go through them to get to you, so just get some sleep." You think about what she said for a while and decide that she is right and you're just too tired and paranoid. You look over to your wifes big ass and stare at it, then you feel something come to life in between your pants. You suddenly get an idea and whisper into Veronica's ear, "Me puedo despachar mi amor," she says, "Go ahead."