Chapter 11, That estate and more things will become mine.
―No need, our family Amo and María―they replied almost in unison.
My wife, who knew the real purpose of the trip, replied loudly:
―Obey or I won't let you stay here.
That threat was enough, and while we were approaching our destination, the girls didn't stop repeating:
―Amo will buy a house in the village, Amo wants us.
They repeated it so much that they ended up believing it, and if before getting off the four-wheel drive they already looked at me with adoration, when we arrived on the land where they were born, their devotion was such that I'm sure they would have given their lives for me if necessary. Without realizing it, I anchored in their minds the idea that I loved them when I asked them to take me directly to where the noble owner of the estate lived.
My hopes of getting a hold of the estate faded as I caught sight of the magnificent hacienda from afar, but as we got closer and checked the poor state of the garden and the chipped walls, I understood that for someone who was broke it would be impossible to maintain that palace. Without revealing my next steps, I asked the Burmese girls what the neighbor who hated him most was called, and after they told me, I wrote it down on a piece of paper.
Already inside the adjacent land, both Mayi and Aung begged me to park the car far from the entrance but ignoring their advice, I left it right in front of the staircase.
Just as I expected, the proud Type left in a fury to chase away the intruders. For about three minutes, he yelled at us to leave him alone but I maintained a smile on my face and when he stopped yelling, I asked Mayi to translate for me.
―Respected sir, could you inform me how I can find where this gentleman lives?― I said, giving the name I had written down: ―I have business to discuss with him.
The dark-skinned woman trembled as she translated my words into that gruff man's ear and he asked what kind of businesses they were.
―I've thought of moving to live in this area and I've been told his estate is the best in town.
―Ridiculous,― responded through his interpreter― My place is the best!
―I don't doubt it but I'm not sure if I have enough money to buy, maintain, and renovate a building so large and in such poor condition. I imagine he must need a lot of service too.― I replied, making a show of disinterest that wasn't there, and insisted on knowing how to get to the other estate because although I didn't know him, my advisors had established what would be a fair price and it seemed like he was in agreement.
―What's the price?― almost shouted.
―Two hundred million Kyats,― I replied.
Those one hundred thousand plus euros must have been overwhelming for him because he sat down when I told him. I didn't miss his greed but even more so when after thinking about it briefly and changing his tone, he invited us to take a tea inside his mansion.
«That money has sparked his interest,» I said to myself as the noble led us through an enormous decorated salon that showed it had seen better days.
Just as I had predicted, he didn't go straight for the deal but started questioning me about my interest in buying land in this area. Following the pre-established script, pointing at the girls, I replied:
―My two concubines miss the town where they were born and that's why I've decided to acquire a country house around here.
It was in that moment when the Burmese recognized them and, laughing out loud, committed his first mistake by mocking them, saying:
Vestidas con esas ropas, sus slutty parecen unas señoras.
Until then, I thought of offering him a fair deal but since he dared to insult my women, I was indignant and swore that if I could cheat that prick, I would do it! But not wanting to exteriorize my anger, I replied as if we were old colleagues:
La que nace slut muere slut and you, sir of this entire zone, I imagine you've got a harem with the best sluts.
As he translated, I observed that Mayi was embarrassed by the way I referred to her but still transmitted my words faithfully.
The response from that unpleasant person confirmed my bad opinion of him because without measuring his words at all, he answered:
I do have some but since they're very expensive to maintain, I prefer to pay a professional to give me a blow job.
Laughing off his occurrence while internally being astonished that it was so stupid to recognize implicitly that he was broke and trying the tea I had offered him for the first time, I realized that it wasn't the one produced on his estate but the typical Earl Grey.
¡Está muy bueno! I exclaimed quite disappointed and directly asked if it was from his lands.
No, unfortunately this delight is found below a thousand meters and my estate is at sixteen hundred.
What variety does it produce? I asked, trying to know how far his ineptitude went.
One local that my grandfather brought from China because it adapts very well to this terrain and trying to show the reason for maintaining that choice, he continued: while other farmers have problems selling their production, I don't. The people in the area buy it from me and so I don't have to worry about finding intermediaries.
That's what I'm looking for I replied a farm that doesn't give me headaches.
Seeing an opportunity to defame his Supposed rival, the very stupid one repeated: ―Then he should reconsider his first option because the farm he's interested in sells all its harvest to the capital and my neighbor has to make continuous trips to prevent it from accumulating in his warehouses. On the other hand, if you want we can visit mine so you can see that I only produce eight tons a month. It almost gave me a heart attack because if so, the benefits he would get by selling his assets were double the amount he had left and trying not to seem anxious, I asked him if he sold. ―Although my family has been here for generations, everything can be bought at a good price― answered seeing himself tasty. María, who had remained silent until then, expressed her concern about the ruinous state of the mansion. Her disgust did not go unnoticed by the noble and seeing that the business could slip away, he offered to take us on a tour of his lands. Accepting his suggestion, I asked Mayi which of the two knew the farm better. When she told me both had worked there since childhood, I asked her to accompany us and together with her, I accompanied the owner to his car. The decrepit Land-Rover in which we got was a further sign of his difficulties in making ends meet and with a smile, I climbed into the co-pilot's seat. The two-hour drive gave me a true idea of what I was buying and the amount of work it would take to restore that estate to its former glory. Almost at the end and checking that the noble had not lied about the quantity of tea stored in the warehouses, I spoke directly with my contact in Hong-Kong and closed the deal for 390 euros per kilo. I knew the Chinese was taking advantage of me but this agreement gave me almost three hundred thousand euros in profit with which I could buy that farm without having to rely on my piggy bank. what I would need to modernize and repair all the defects I had seen during the visit, which logically I made my host see. My continuous complaints about the state of his estate had dampened the subject's hopes and so when already back at his mansion, I asked how much he wanted for the entire estate including both the main house and the stables, the very foolish man asked for less than 200,000 euros. ―That is very expensive― I replied, making a counteroffer and offering him 10,000 less. The eyes of that guy lit up when he heard it and closing the deal, he only asked how the payment would be: ―I will pay in cash as soon as you stamp your signature before a notary. Feeling satisfied, he informed me that due to the hour it was impossible for his lawyer to have the papers ready but that there would be no problem formalizing the sale the next day. ―Perfect― I replied, after which I asked him to tell me about a hotel where we could stay that night. The noble feared that the business might slip away if we left and so he offered us to stay at his house because, after all, it would be ours the next day. As there was no other way, I agreed and reuniting with María and the other Burmese woman, I informed them of the agreement. My wife, knowing what this implied, took it with joy but instead the two Orientals were shocked that their owner was going to become the owner of that estate. The best example was Aung who fell to his knees in front of me, crying and begging me not to buy it. ―Why?― I asked. Sobbing, she murmured: ―We don't deserve for you to buy it just to make us happy. I couldn't help but smile when I understood that these two had really swallowed the idea that he was doing it for them and not wanting to correct their mistake, dead of laughter, I replied: ―The children you give me will run through these gardens and let's not speak of it again. As I had agreed with our host to take a drink leaving María to take care of our luggage with the help of the two kids, I headed to the library. I swear I was left speechless upon entering the place due to the vast collection of books it held and seeing that the temporary owner of everything awaited me with a whisky in hand, I realized it would be impossible for me to converse with him. I was thinking of going back for Mayi when from a corner, I heard someone welcoming me in perfect English.
Upon turning around, I discovered that the person who had greeted me was a local beauty of about twenty years old. By her luxurious dress, I could tell that this impressive Burmese woman must be the concubine of that guy and knowing the little value given to women in that culture, I asked her to put another whisky on the table while greeting her husband.
The girl didn't refuse and serving one well-filled, she approached where we were without introducing herself.
Does she need anything else? she asked.
Yes, serve as a translator, I said, and without waiting for an answer, I thanked my host for having me over, which led to a pleasant conversation during which I had to make real efforts not to admire her concubine.
We touched on several mundane topics until feeling at ease, the noble asked if I had children. Upon answering that I didn't because María was sterile, the guy looked stunned and couldn't help but ask why I hadn't repudiated her.
No need because she has accepted recognizing as hers any children my fellow countrywomen may give me, I replied, knowing that for him it could be an affront to put Mayi and Aung on a par with him.
When my words were translated, the noble showed surprise but not due to the reason he believed, rather because he would have decided to give those hypothetical offspring his surname and therefore insisted:
Are you telling me that your bastards will inherit your wealth and not another relative of yours when you die?
―That's right, I think I'll recognize all and each of them. sons I might have with them. I didn't know how to interpret the sparkle in their eyes when they listened to my phrase in their language and less than taking a sip from the cup, he would comment that although this was very liberal on my part, he couldn't but at least it ensured that my money would fall into the hands of a stranger. After which he went back to meddling in my life by asking if I had planned to increase my harem. His wife stuttered when touching such a delicate topic but still translated it. ―I haven't thought about it― I replied, looking at the beauty who was serving as our interpreter, and said in a joking tone: ―It all depends on whether I find a candidate I like. The attraction his wife provoked in me didn't go unnoticed but far from getting angry, the noble man reduced to poverty dedicated himself to praising the women of his country, overlooking my supposed disinterest: ―She does well in choosing Burma as a place to look for a wife, our women are not only beautiful but also faithful and submissive, unlike Thai women who only seek money. When a Burmese woman accepts joining her destiny with a man, this one can sleep peacefully knowing she'll never leave him. I thought it was bad taste when he looked at his wife while saying that because it was a way of asserting his dominance over her and so I tried to change the subject by asking about the origin of that library. ―My ancestors were enlightened men and as they believed that the only way to prevail in power was through culture, they spent most of their fortune on giving it shape. I understood the tacit criticism of his predecessors from his speech and trying to be agreeable, replied: ―Well, it's magnificent, it would be a pride to be the custodian of such an inheritance. Curiously, she smiled at me before translating what I had said to that rustic guy and that spurred me on to scan her stunning ass with my gaze. 'What a stud the old man is made', I sentenced, positively evaluating the beauty of his wife while imagining how it would be in the bed.
―Do you want to buy it?― was her response.
I was so absorbed in looking at the girl that I delayed understanding she referred to the set of books.
―It all depends on the price and I don't think I can pay what you deserve for getting rid of this treasure― I replied without realizing my words could be misinterpreted by looking into her husband's eyes.
Only when I observed him turning red did I comprehend my mistake. Fortunately, his wife didn't notice the difficulties he had in translating my response from English.
―Don't worry, we can come to an agreement― he responded, perhaps thinking of getting a good amount of money from that pile of books.
I didn't even hear him because my eyes were glued to the small breasts that had appeared under our interpreter's blouse.
―Who would lick them!― I murmured between my teeth, imagining my tongue tracing those nipples.
I'm not sure if he heard me because if he did, he disguised it well and said nothing. What I'm certain of is that that brunette was aware of how she was being devoured by my gaze and surprisingly seemed pleased with it!
At that moment, my wife appeared with our two birmanas, while María remained staring at our companion, Mayi and Aung began chatting animatedly with her.
―Who is this kid?― my partner asked without a trace of jealousy.
―I think she's the slut of this guy over there― I whispered low as I saw the alluded one looking at us sideways.
―Then I'll ask our sluts because if it's also for sale, I wouldn't mind you buying it― she replied with a bold tone, thinking about possessing something so beautiful.
―María is getting into being lesbian― I scolded my wife without revealing that it was happening to me too.
―Honey, the fault is yours for bringing me here― she said without a hint of remorse.
The laughter. From Aung and the color of Mayi's face I realized that I was the topic of conversation between them, so I called out to the merry one. --What were you talking about?-- I wanted to know. Aung replied: --We asked ourselves happy with Amo. We answered much pleasure and much love with Amo and María. It was so indiscreet and they called that woman by name, which caught my attention but before I could continue questioning her, our host took me by the arm and calling her Thant, let me go: --I've thought it over and since after selling the estate I'll be moving to live in the capital, I want you to stay with all the furniture including this library. Assuming they were antiques and I could make a good profit reselling them in Madrid, I asked him what he wanted for them. The man explained to the girl that was what he wanted and contrary to what had happened until then, Thant started arguing with her husband. Seeing that discussion, I asked Aung what was happening and she smiled, saying: --Thant wants to include daughter in price. I was horrified because given the age of that woman, her daughter must be a baby but then with a smile Thant exposed the conditions, saying: --Value at fifty million the set but if you accept me as concubine and commit to the children I give you inheriting this estate, it's willing to accept you paying only thirty million. When I realized my mistake in supposing she was his wife and hearing that she herself was offering herself as a bargaining chip, almost fell off my chair. I confess that for a few seconds I didn't know what to say and when I finally could articulate a word, I asked the girl directly why she was giving herself to me voluntarily. The beautiful oriental woman replied with a secure tone: --My father has been unable to maintain the inheritance of my ancestors and it's my duty to try to keep their legacy for my children. --Only for that?-- I insisted. Without hiding For nothing what I really felt, that preciousness repeated: --You are a strong and attractive man like your wife and the rest of your concubines. I prefer to be your fourth wife and enjoy under your command than the first in the hands of a man my father would choose. Intervening, María said in my ear: --Accept because if this place's production is what you suppose, we'll have enough money to compensate for the rest of our children…-- to end up saying: ...and I'm dying to bite those little tits on that sweetie. My previous wife's nonsense made me laugh and extending a check, I closed an agreement with my new fiancée's father while recreating my gaze in her child's eyes. With the money from that deal in his hand and complete security that he would receive the corresponding payment for the estate the next day, he gave me a hug while saying: --Dear Son-in-law, tonight on this night we will celebrate a party during which I'll deliver my most beloved treasure to you.
Chapter 12, My third and last Burmese girl
What's wrong? I asked in English.
Upon hearing my voice, that precious Burmese woman threw herself at my feet and wailed despairingly:
Swear to me that no matter what happens, she will keep her promise that the children she gives me will be the owners of these lands and this house.
Passing my hand through her black hair, I replied that I never broke my word and therefore if I were to have offspring, they would be the heirs of that part of my assets.
Still very nervous, she wiped away her tears with her hand and lifting her gaze asked me to make her my woman at that moment without waiting for the formalities. As can be understood, this urgency annoyed me and lifting her off the ground, I took her to a sofa and asked her to explain what was happening to her so as to ask me to advance our wedding by a few hours.
She begged me not to get angry with my wives but due to her own indiscretion she had found out the real reason why I wanted to buy her father's estate. Containing my breath, I replied that I didn't know what she was talking about but then the oriental woman whispered full of pain:
I was teaching María how to put on a dress when I offered her a tea and she, unaware, said she preferred tieguanyin to earl gray. When I answered that we didn't have that variety, Aung corrected me and commented that that was the name her master gave to what we produced.
Understood, I replied, giving up on the business and hiding my anger, what are you going to do?
Then, to my surprise, Thant responded:
My father is unable to maintain the inheritance of my ancestors. When my grandfather died, he inherited more than three thousand hectares, which he squandered to pay for his vices.
My duty as a daughter is to inform him but I don't want to because even so he will end up selling this estate to a stranger.
I've lost it, I recognized.
Filled with anguish, she looked at me insistently:
As I already explained my duty As a daughter, it's telling but if before he sees her, you make her yours, my obligation would be to you and I could keep silent for the good of the children that she gives. If I want to keep these lands in the family... I need you to take me now!
I understood your request as a call for help and briefly placing my lips on hers, I answered:
-I swear that I will never put this house and the surrounding lands at risk and I promise to do everything possible to increase them so that when I'm gone, the children she gives me will inherit more land than what your father sold to me.
With a sweet but bitter smile, she got up from the divan and as she let her dress fall, she said with confidence:
-Although you've paid for me, she informed me that I voluntarily surrender myself to you and commit to loving you as your most faithful partner for all the years of my life left.
The beauty of that woman was more than evident when she was naked and while recreating my gaze on her curves, I responded using her own grandiloquent tone:
-Although I've paid for you, it's my intention to be your husband and not your owner so that after buying your father's estate, you'll be free. You can leave but if you stay with us and join our family, I swear to make you happy and fulfill all my promises.
That was not what she expected me to give her the freedom to decide and jumping on top of me, she started kissing me while saying:
-I'd be crazy if I lost you, I'm yours and will continue being so even more reason once I'm free.
The joy with which she sought my caresses convinced me and taking her in my arms, I led her to the bed. I hadn't finished depositing her on the sheets when María approached her and commented:
-The will of Alberto is my desire and therefore I commit to receiving you as my equal and the children you bear in your womb I'll consider born of me without making any difference.
Completely moved, the Burmese woman answered: obey her and love her... and I hope she gives me the opportunity to show it.
Mayi had remained silent until then, approached and began to caress her while saying:
-'Love and Maria are good with us, we are good with you'-
and then sealed their commitment with a kiss on one of her nipples.
Imitating her companion, Aung brought his mouth to the other nipple and, sticking out his tongue, started licking it, saying:
-'We and María will give you pleasure so that Love can make you hers.'
Observing those three beauties, I noticed that Thant was much taller than me, being of the same race.
«It's clear that her family has never lacked food for generations,» I thought, comparing them and seeing that her two companions on either side seemed tiny.
Unaware of my scrutiny, it was clear that my concubines were the first interested in making sure that newcomer enjoyed herself on her debut by seeing the way they were taking care of her.
Any doubt about how she would take that warm reception disappeared from my mind when I heard the Burmese woman say to my wife with a playful tone as she spread her legs:
-'My wife should check that I arrive a virgin and have known no man but our owner.'
María understood that the oriental was offering herself to demonstrate her willingness to fully integrate into our peculiar family, and laughing commented:
-'It seems this little girl would like you to help me.'
Accepting that it was so, I approached the bed. Thant looked at me as I arrived and smiled, confirming my wife's words with a gaze full of desire:
-'She is mine.'
Even admitting that much of that girl's motivation had to do with loyalty to her origins, I could discover that her gaze was charged with desire and that made me realize she also felt attracted to me.
-'You are precious'- I replied as I took off my shirt.
Confirming that it wasn't indifferent to her, Thant didn't miss a detail... Although her breasts were being pampered by her countrywomen at that moment, with a revealing reflexive act, she bit her lips when she realized I was taking off my pants.
-My owner and lord- she whispered, more affected than I had supposed by my striptease, and begged me to get on top of her, lifting her arms towards me.
Ignoring her request, I commented in English to María how beautiful our latest acquisition was, increasing the heat of the Burmese woman, who with her breathless breathing twisted herself over the sheets, showing signs of growing excitement.
-I love your legs- my wife said while caressing her hand on them.
As I brought my fingers to one of her cheeks, I ran my fingertips along her face while the girl begged me not to make her suffer with her dark eyes.
-They're not bad, but what do you think about her breasts? I asked, sliding my hand around her neck as I noticed María had taken possession of one of them.
-Unimprovable- she replied, biting down on her nipple with her teeth.
Aung, who had been pushed aside by my wife, took the opportunity to undress and, returning to us, offered her own breasts as a gift. Thant looked at me, asking for my approval. When I smiled, she opened her mouth and took possession of the brunette's tit.
The moan of pleasure with which my concubine responded to that caress exacerbated the noble one, who now had no modesty left and began to suckle as if it was something she had been longing for since childhood.
-This girl is going to turn out just as slutty as her countrywomen- María murmured, pointing out the humidity threatening to overflow in the Burmese woman's sex.
I recognized that my mouth was watering when I looked at how, following Western fashion, this girl wore her pussy completely shaved.
-It must be very rich- I replied, settling between her legs.
My wife noticed me licking her tongue and starting from her ankle tracing one of her shins, and she imitated me, and together we began to kiss. The other one. We hadn't been going for even half a minute slowly climbing up them when we heard the cry of pleasure with which Thant confirmed to us how much he was enjoying that treatment. -This little girl won't take long to come- whispered María in my ear -we must hurry if we don't want to be late. -The first time is important- I objected and to make clear that I wanted both her and the other two Burmese women as much, informed them that I wouldn't use Thant until that little girl had come. Mayi was the first to react and approaching my girlfriend's mouth with her tongue, she licked the girl's lips while speaking tenderly in her language. By the sensual tone she gave her voice and the subsequent moan from our victim, I knew she had translated my words but wanting her to know it through me, using English, I commented: -My priority is that you enjoy yourself. Thant screamed: -I know I'll be infinitely happy by your side and will try to share it with the rest of your wives. His declaration of intentions goaded María into action and with soft bites she was climbing up one leg while I was doing the same on the other. Panting, she responded to the increase in our caresses and unable to contain herself, began moving her hips as she felt so many sensations were taking her to the limit. Mayi, who had been waiting expectantly until then, undressed and pressing her bare back against the noblewoman's, made it clear that she would also be her wife. Thant, experiencing the rubbing of his countrywoman's nipples against his chest, couldn't take it anymore and meowing like a slut, came. That sweet and almost inaudible orgasm caused immense heat in my wife, who tried to grab the woman's pussy but I warned her not to and said: -I want to be the first to try it. Putting on a pout, she obeyed but before allowing herself the luxury of blowing on it, that singular ... Gift was enough for the climax of the beautiful Burmese woman to reach a new limit. -I don't want anything to prevent me from being yours- howled completely disheveled Thant while all her neurons threatened to collapse - Make me your wife! Convincing myself she was ready, I separated my lips from her sex and sticking out my tongue, I started tracing its edges without taking possession of it. On feeling that wet caress, she shuddered and unable to almost breathe, she begged me to take her. -F**k her, don't make her suffer more- said my wife as she saw the girl trembling. -Not yet- I replied and bringing my tongue to her sex, I started playing with the erect button that protruded between its folds. The brutal groan that came from her throat was a prelude to her total surrender and while I inserted my tongue into her interior, her sex became a burning volcano that suddenly erupted, soaking my face and splashing my wife's. -What a way to come!- dead of laughter, María exclaimed and seized by her own lust, she sought to taste that delicacy with her mouth. Thant almost lost consciousness when she felt two tongues were f**king her. Her inexperience in the matter made her doubt if I had already taken her and opening her eyes, she searched with her gaze if I had already possessed her. Seeing it wasn't so, she said almost crying: -I can't resist anymore. Please, make me a woman. Seeing it was time and that there was no point in delaying taking possession of my property, I put the head of my glans between her lips. The Burmese woman completely melted when she felt my member in her entrance and moving her hips, she tried to force my penetration. -Calm down-, I said while introducing a couple of centimeters of the head into her interior. Incredible, I felt as if her lower lip was kissing my penis just as that girl screamed at me if one day she could love me. -I already love you. Never doubt it- I replied. My words were the trigger for her madness and pressing with her hip forced her body to absorb my extension until my sheath found a barrier. Then and only then, she directed a smile at me and with one single blow succeeded in breaking her hymen and piercing herself all the way to the bottom of my sex.
The girl's scream as she felt her interior tearing apart put me on high alert and while her two friends were trying to console her with gentle kisses, I waited for her to get used to that invasion. For a few moments Thant was paralyzed by pain but quickly recovered and moving her hips started a delicate oscillation that drove me crazy.
'-You're incredible-' I whispered as I experienced the tightness of her cave.
Despite being accompanied and at that moment, María still licking the Oriental's clitoris, time stood still for me and only existed she and I while unconsciously relaxing and pressing the muscles of her vagina to the rhythm of my penetrations.
'-Finally, I have an owner!'- she screamed as she noticed a new orgasm accumulating in her interior.
'-Come inside her, my love. This slut is waiting for it!'- María spurred me on while Thant accelerated her hips.
Falling onto her, I sought our mutual pleasure but then that girl absorbed in her role of captive bit my neck while asking me to empty myself into her. She wanted me to mark her as mine and I liked it, leading the rhythm with which I was pounding her interior until she came, her orgasm being brutally loud this time, so much so that fearing we would be heard from outside, Aung covered her mouth with her hands.
Her body's convulsions and screams as she came triggered my own pleasure and discharging my semen into her fertile receptacle, I came while waves of pleasure succeeded each other without pause in my brain. I still don't know how she did it but I felt like her interior was embracing my penis, prolonging my ecstasy. After which, exhausted, I collapsed. about her. She was inserting her hand between her thighs, pulled out her bloody fingers and brought them to my mouth, telling me: 'You have been the first and will be the last man of my life. I am your faithful slave until the end of my days.' The taste of the blood with which she demonstrated her lost virginity made me react and embracing her, I replied: 'I accept you as such and swear in the presence of my other wives that I will dedicate all my efforts to making you happy all of you.' Breaking the ice, Maria let out a laugh and forcing the mouth of my new wife with her tongue, kissed her for a few seconds until separating from her, she said: 'As an older sister, I also commit to making you happy.' Thant's eyes filled with tears at hearing her and looking at his countrywomen, he said something in their language that made them laugh. Filled with curiosity, I asked him what he had told them. The noblewoman replied: 'I was thanking my two sisters for explaining to me that they could only speak wonders of you and Maria in bed and that if the case arose, they would not be afraid because they would know how to bring out the fiery woman I had been hiding for years.' With a fly buzzing behind her ear, I asked: 'Is that all you said?' Mortified, she lowered her gaze and replied: 'I also asked them how long it would take you to use my backside.' 'Do you want me to do so?' Without knowing where to put herself, she replied: 'There is a painting in the room of my father where one of my ancestors sodomizes a concubine and since childhood I have desired that my husband take me thus.' Laughing out loud, Maria replied: 'Your bum won't be long before being possessed by your owner and by me...'
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