"She has nice warm goat's milk for you." Rhonda turned and left with the two kids."Was that the little boy's mother?" Dr. Metcalf asked."I'm sorry. Th...t was really rude of me. I didn't introduce you to either my son or la Madrina," I said. "Dor is still at work. Rhonda tries to spend time with the kids every afternoon." What is la Madrina?" The godmother," Rose supplied as she came into the room. "Rhonda is la Madrina to all the kids in the clan." How many is that?" Currently five. Dor is. Without a word she drags me towards the building. My cock now feels on the verge of exploding as feel it rubbing in my jeans as we walk. When we get to the building she eagerly undoes my jeans. Her hand slips around my cock and she pulls it out of my underwear and jeans completely. The warmth of her hand around my cock and the cool summer air feels amazing. She starts stroking it back and forth. I pull her in towards me, slide her dress right up and rub her clit through her knickers. She moans. Instead she was sucking a straggle of her own tousled blonde hair, watching the door. She jumped down when Tom arrived and ran to embrace him.That excited and troubled him. Was that silly dress all for him? Why wasn’t she like a normal teenager? What could she want?The joy on her face battered those questions. She pulled him behind ‘Large Print’ and kissed him so urgently it stopped his breath. Her kisses were extraordinary; the more thrilling because they lacked expectation. They were fluid,. She reached for an empty coke bottle on my desk and handed it to me. Fuck yourself, slut. An overwhelming disappointment hit me, and my need to come vanished. No. I cant, I responded. You dont want to come? she asked. Yes, no, not like that, I replied, suddenly no longer wanting to. She again pushed my legs apart and again fell onto her knees. The second her tongue made contact with my vagina I was a puddle of goo. She sucked my clit into her mouth and I screamed, Oh sweet mother of mercy. I.