When Morgan got off the bus, I met her outside. "Your mother came today."Morgan walked toward the barn, dropping her book bag just inside.With her han...s on her hips, she said, "I won't go. I told you that. I'm not leaving here, ever!"Softly, I tried to explain. "Honey, you're a minor, which means a court will have to decide where you live. If she really wants you to go with her, I don't think I can do anything to stop her from taking you." I can," she said. "Let her take you to court. I'll tell. "I slowly moved my hand towards her pussy. I placed it just above her clit and started to rub my hand from left to right."It is smooth," I said."Yeah. It is really smooth around the lips. Feel them." Okay," I said as I lowered my hand until it was on her pussy lips.I rubbed them, brushing my hand against her clit on accident a few times. I noticed this made her tremble."Is something wrong," I asked."No," she replied, "It just felt really good." Oh." Alright. Time to shave you."I started to get. Some times she squirts almost as far as I ejaculate while I,m eating her out, but she Always emits loads of lubricating juices, tastey juices I love to smell and swallow. Now I wiggle my tongue, my mouth from side to side sending more sensations through her entire body. By now she is involuntarily moving her pelvis against my licking sucking mouth and softly groaning as her climax grows close. Then her cunt begins to convulse, legs shaking and trembling and even more juices flood out coating my. We went back home and met with her mom and sisters while we waited for Hector to come home for dinner.After Hector heard the story about my adventurous day we sat down to eat. Rosa had prepared Mojo Isleño. It reminded me of Pescado Estilo Veracruzano, which is a similar Mexican fish dish. I love them both. After dinner, we sat on the patio and Rosa joined us tonight for a drink. She apologized for her country that I had gotten hurt. I told her that it was not her country, but some stupid boys.