I warned her I was about to cum, and she just got more excited and kept sucking. I shot rope after rope of cum into her mouth and she kept swallowing ...ever missing a drop. When she let go of my cock, we kissed and she was sharing a little of the residual cum with me. (if you read my other stories,I like cum too)We started talking and I told her how much I like that, and she told me she really loved the taste of cum. She told me next time we will fuck if I wanted to see her again. Who at that. It had been a long time since she had been punished by Uncle Mike. In fact it had been years. She was too old to be treated this way and she would tell him so. As the time stretched into what felt like eternity her mind drifted back into the past and she remembered... She was only ten when she first came to stay with Uncle Mike. She'd had a life full of pastries, ponies, smiles, and happiness. Then came the news that her parents had been killed in a shipwreck. She waited for them to come home. She allowed her leg to fall open a little more and almost casually hooked a finger under the edge of her thong and lifted it aside. I opened my legs to show her the outline of my penis, fully erect beneath my slacks, watched as her eyes dropped and lingered there, the tip of her pink tongue darting out to lick her bottom lip. Her eyes on mine she slowly slid a hand up her taught belly to her breasts, her fingers moved over her right nipple, flickered over it, moved on leaving it straining erect. I don’t know any other country. I have little or no memory of Mexico, though I’m bilingual, of course. Spanish is my first language, but as you can see, I can speak English fluently and without too much of an obvious accent. Please, sir. I know why they fired. I understand. But I need ... work or something. I need to be able to stay in the United States. I don’t know what I’d do if I was deported. My whole life is here, my whole family, too, all of my friends,” Carly sobbed in my ear.“Now, what.