Turned the Latina cleaning lady into a paid slut

Another Post-Army adventure. I was working as a truck driver and stopped for my 34 hour reset in Chula Vista, California. It was scorching, and I planned to cross over into Tijuana that night. I had days off, so I bobtailed to a hotel since I'd just finished a drop and hook load.

My truck was filthy inside, and I wanted it cleaned. I got a wild idea and checked for local cleaners on Facebook. I Found Veronica [F26], a local cleaning girl, who’d do the interior to include vacuum and wipe-down for 80 bucks.

When Veronica arrived, dirty thoughts hit. She was 5’1”, about 155 pounds, thick in the right ways, built like Pinky the porn star. Not a stunner, but her dark complexion, thick lips, and slutty schoolgirl glasses screamed trouble. Her lips looked like they’d been sucking dick for hours. Her ass popped in tight shorts and she had cute B-cups straining her shirt. I joked with her “Why clean in this heat? Come upstairs for a drink instead.” Veronica looked at me dead serious with a scowl, and said, “Excuse me..... You for real?” Without flinching or breaking frame... I doubled down. “Hell yeah, it’s hot. Lets go.”
She checked her phone nervously and adjusted her shorts near her crotch, and said, “Okay, sure but not for long” We went inside. Veronica straight-up asked, “What are you really taking me to your room for?” I leaned into her, looked her in the eye and said, “What you think?” The old Army devil kicked in. Veronica switched to Spanish, saying, “En serio?” She didn’t know I spoke it, and that fired me up. In the elevator, I stared more. Veronica turned, said, “What?” with a more playful but rough attitude now. I grinned and said in Spanish, “Come here, mami, gimme a kiss.” Her jaw dropped because I’m a half Jamaican, half American, dark-skinned, muscular, 5’11” gringo. Veronica rushed me and started kissing me hard.

In my room, Veronica kept kissing me, then said, “Hold up,” and hit the bathroom. Five minutes later, she came out in just a towel. I was chilling on the bed... I'd showered earlier. Veronica smirked, said, “Ready for this young pussy?” My mind raced and was like hold the fuck up—how young? I went into some elicitation and got her age: 26. She knew I was mid-40s at the time and didn’t care. Veronica dropped the towel, crawled between my legs, yanked my pants down. For 10 minutes, I was on another planet. Veronica gave the nastiest, sloppiest, wettest blowjob I’d had in years—She switched between the "Glock Glock 3000" to deepthroating with spit drenching my thighs.

I grabbed Veronica’s hair and pulled her up. Spit and pre-cum coated her face and she still had her glasses on. I was about to bust but needed that pussy. I ripped off my shirt, pants, and pushed Veronica’s head to the mattress. I got behind her,M and slid in that dripping pussy. Veronica flopped flat and yelled, “No, I need a towel under me!” I grabbed it and slid it under.l her. I knew what was coming. I Pounded her pussy then and Veronica squirted hard. I pulled out and slapped my dick on her pussy. That opened up the flood gates. Then i Hit her with with one leg up, then the other. I even did that Derrick Slayer Superman move. Veronica went wild, mixing Spanish and English, yelling, “You love this young Puerto Rican pussy, don’t you?” I laughed to myself “What’s a Puerto Rican mami doing in San Diego?” And her saying the young stuff was kinda creepy but I washed my thoughts.

Flipped Veronica over with those big lips and sexy glasses. She stared up with puppy-dog eyes. She was soaked. I Dove back in, put her legs on my shoulders and pulled her hips off the bed. I plunged deep and she continued to squirt and soak me, her and the bed. I Almost came but i switched it up. I turned Veronica on her side then fucked her on the edge of the bed. then I put Veronica on her knees, me standing. I Grabbed her arms, pinned them back like cuffs, and pounded. Veronica screamed, came and squirted all over the bed. Thank God for two doubles, I thought.
Veronica started to beg in Spanish for my cum.

I was spent so I Grabbed her hair, spun her to her back, stood over her, and came all over her face. Veronica pulled me down, sucked the rest out, while my knees buckled. The bed was wrecked and we were a mess.

We sat, laughed and Veronica said, “I don’t do this for everyone—I’m not a slut or prostitute.” I nodded, “Sure you're not”
Veronica went and showered. While in there, I slipped a $100 bill in her shorts pocket.

An hour later, Veronica called, cursing in Spanish and English, “I’m not a prostitute! Why’d you give me money?” I asked, “Did tou spend it?” Silence. Then Veronica admitted, “I Paid my phone bill with it” I laughed, “Congrats, you’re mine now.”