Not everyone could enrol on a Work Experience Scheme. Immigrants were especially unwelcome and it was unlikely that many would apply anyway given the ...aily risk of being picked out of the crowd and deported. As the posters proclaimed: Illegal Immigrants had no rights. And it was dreadfully easy for an immigrant's status to slip into illegality. All it took was to be sacked."It's fucking hard to keep a job once you've got one," said Oxana, another girl also privileged to attend the Work. “Such a good cock. Oh, you're back inside me. I love it. I love you. Mommy loves her big, strong stud.”He kissed me hard, slamming his cock over and over into my pussy. The pleasure kept rippling through me. It kept washing through my body. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head. This was amazing. I trembled against him, my nipples throbbing on his chest as I clung to him. He was such a great son.Such an amazing lover.And he hadn't cum yet. He had so much more stamina than Pete ever. She enjoyed him fucking her and they become friends and began doing it together more than with anybody else.When she was trying to convince me to have my first fuck with him, she said she would try to convince him not to think of me as his daughter, but just like a woman he has sex with at the club.I didn’t know if I could feel like that. I would know it was my Dad, and he had fucked a lot of other girls. If he fucked me, I hoped he would think I was somebody special, even if I was his daughter. (Not forgetting my glossy black bobbed wig and immaculate makeup) There I was, biting my lip, whenever I purposely lost my balance, making the guests laugh. My boyfriend Kev and his best friend, John was there. Every now and again the light captured the tinge of my leotard arse as I wiggled, or the high shine of my tights when I kicked my legs. It was a successful evening, apart from Kev, who got pissed up as usual and made a dick of himself. John and I had to help him my house. We dumped him.