1. Chrismas Pudding


    Date: 4/12/2016, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 89, Source: xHamster

    Another wonderful Christmas. Aside from the two final tasks that lay before me - one self-assigned, the other directed by the wife - every aspect of the day had already been a success. Our four-year old twins, Jenny and Julie, were in bed, quite asl**p. They had been finally worn out with their new toys, their grandparents' daylong visit, and the late Christmas Eve church service the evening before. My wife, Cindy, had asked me to clean up the wrapping paper and packages strewn about the tree while she drove her parents back to their home in Mt. Norton, about thirty miles distant. At their age, driving at night was becoming a challenge. I paused in my primary activity to scan the living room, with its wrapping and ribbons s**ttered about as though a tornado had just ripped through. This had been a good year for us all. We had many blessings to count, and the bounty of our c***dren's Christmas was a mark of that. I honestly felt that this past year had been a gift from heaven. This notion reminded me that it hadn't been such a good year for everybody. Our nanny, Marta Rivera, had been deported in August. Talk about unlucky. In the middle of the most permissive immigration regime in decades, somehow she had found herself in ICE's crosshairs, and had been deported back to Peru. Thankfully, they had taken her into custody at her at her own apartment, and she had categorically refused to discuss who had been employing her, so my wife and I had completely dodged any legal ...
    difficulties or fines - you see we had financially supported the President's challenger in the last election, and so such fears were not unfounded. Marta had known they were closing in on her. That is why she had approached us, asking for our assistance in one matter. We had agreed, and for this reason I had known not one moment of concern that Marta would breathe a word of our hiring her. As a result of this pre-arrangment, when the agents had shown up to apprehend her, they found Marta alone. They found no one else, nor any trace of anyone else. Marta had been sent back to Peru and difficult economic circumstances alone. Days earlier Maria, Marta's thirteen-year-old daughter, had moved into our basement guest bedroom, along with all her worldly belongings. 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 i*****l immigration to the U.S. in the first place. I recall the very last instructions Marta had given her daughter, on that fateful day when she had left for her own apartment and a date with deportation. She had made it very clear to Maria that no matter what might happen with ICE, Maria was to obey us in everything, and to never give us ...
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