Upon Meriesa's insistance, it's Ms. Arroyo to you and I. But for the minor price of kissing her royal ass and adhering to formality, Meriesa will dole out wondrous favors. Of course you'd have to overlook the story about how she grew up naked in the slums of Mexico City selling one size fits all sombreros. But once you get past that minor fact, it's home sweet hacienda, baby. To her credit, Meriesa's tongue has the marvelous savour of evil. And once she sits those mighty haunches upon you, your cock is singing folk tunes in another language. A minor price to pay for kissing ass.