He told me to look again. I shared with him I had his number and he told me to text him and have him come to the room....our fantasy already halfway c...mpleted...the final part was him watching and joining....the thought made my pussy drip. I texted the guy, and he agreed to come up, but saod his friend had to come....I agreed but they were worried about my boyfriend "finding out". I knew then that he wasn't able to participate ....to their knowledge. He hid in the closet while my new friends. He pointed to the toilet bowl again. "Get a chunk this time," he said, stroking his cock faster and faster, watching his daughter intently.She turned and used her already shit-covered hands to fish for a decent-sized piece of shit. Finding one that wasn't too big but hopefully big enough to make her daddy happy, she scooped it out along with a bit of the mess. She turned back, and poured it into her mouth, choking as she held her tongue against the back of her mouth so the shit and its puddle. Marta had wanted to ensure that no matter what, Maria would grow up in the United States, and especially not have to return to her home country. You see, Marta had intimated, without coming right out and telling me, that Maria was not safe back in Peru, where her uncle had been wont to take certain inappropriate "liberties" with the young girl. In fact, this had been a major reason for Marta's illegal immigration to the U.S. in the first place.I recall the very last instructions Marta had given. Between an Ambassador that is terrified of something happening to you on his watch, and a very protective Justice Department, DHS, and White House, not to mention the unusual 'special interest' of a certain Federal Judge, there are very few stones that will remain unturned.With the breach, the Embassy, and my bad news, today, I was suddenly so tired, that I didn't care if I ever had dinner. Jack led Sherrie, Jennifer, and me out to an armored sedan that was surrounded by a blatant show of.