THE EXPATRIATE: Marlon moved to the Yucatan Peninsula, Mexico to escape the boredom that he was feeling in his home town, U.S.A. He was in his middle sixties and single. He had a good pension and Social Security to live on and wanted a more exciting life. He had heard of the area where the Mayans had been ascendant and the remaining peoples there who were still related to them. They lived rather simple lives, mostly in villages and small cities, and were reputed to be very accepting of the North Americans living in their area and indulging themselves with the local women. Matter of fact, for them it was a cottage industry to help lift them out of the grinding poverty that they would otherwise be living in. Marlon had come to heard about this, too. And he wanted some of that in contrast to the overpriced escorts of his area, who were getting less and less sensually accommodating to the guys that hired them. So, he visited the U.S. consulate in the largest massage nearby city to find out what he had to do, and found out that there was little that he needed to do, except to file for a Resident Alien’s Permission Acceptance from the Mexican Embassy and the Mexican government was very accepting of this arrangement as long as the alien was not coming in to take a job that a Mexican citizen either had or should get. This was not a problem for Marlon, since he was fully retired at the time. He did some research on the internet and found out about a quite safe enclave in the area of interest where he would be very safe and able to buy a very nice home for about $70 K dollars. The cost of living in the area was well within his ability to handle erotic and so he made arrangements to make a trip there to check it out. And he put up his current home on the market while he was gone to see what he could get for it. When he arrived there and was transported by a public bus to the village of choice, he found it to be picturesque and very friendly. The village started right out of the gates of the expatriate community and was obviously very intertwined with it in its functioning. There was a small inn on the grounds of the enclave desi for visitors, just like him, but as he wandered around in the village, he was soon invited to dinner with one of the native families there. The mother and father were very humble and friendly folk and warmly welcomed him into their home. They shared a very nice dinner with him and invited him to spend the night. Since there were eight children in this family in a small home, he found himself sleeping with two of the older girls, of about fifteen and eighteen. They were very cute and giggly until he fell asleep. Nothing intimate happened that night, but sensual they were very cuddly and affectionate with him as he tried to sleep. The next day he met with the management of the asian enclave to find out about a home for himself and the particulars of living there. He was notified that the Mexican government had made considerable arrangements for the safety of the aliens living there and that the area was as safe as any in Mexico, because the local residents also watched out for the expatriates as their main means of incomes. He was informed that the prices for things were very reasonable and that he could safely get whatever furnishings he wanted to his home there, by way of a port city not far away, where things would be handled by people just like the ones in the village, probably relatives of them. And as far as import taxes and permissions, the management of the complex would take care of that. So, he put down earnest money on one of the newest built homes there and returned back to see how things had gone on at home. At this time there was a housing shortage in his home city and so the offers for his fine home were accelerating up. But, he didn’t want to ride this wave too long, in case it should crest and begin a plunge and so he took the highest qualified offer and had things moved along to complete the process. In the meantime, he made arrangements for the furnishings that he wanted to move with interracial him and to get rid of those that he didn’t. He found that only about a third of his belongings would be advanced to his new home. He checked on insurance for the trip and found it relatively expensive. “Ah, well that was the most logical response you could’ve had,” sensual I joked. This was a lot to take, and Parker struggled to keep himself working at both pieces of the puzzle at once, amazed by how nice it felt to be snapping pictures of himself fucking Ashley from behind. Would it be ok if…….” Frankie started but stopped as Beatrice touched his arm. Do you have any training or experience like that?” Every inch of her skin made him wild with passion, and he could now hear his heartbeat pounding its steady double-time in his ears. I handed Betty her drink then I took Linda hers in the kitchen. The girl moaned and looked up at him in shock. She then does the same to me and we hear the asian announcement for the show and the guys cheer. She sighed mildly, then began. It was behind us and obscured by the wall, but we could see it growing brighter, casting shortening shadows upon the mall outside. I didn’t want drunk college kids burning my house down because they didn’t know how to properly use the fireworks. And she had concentrated so much on pleasuring her daddy that she didn’t even bother to try masturbating herself. “Wow, is that especially for me?” she smiles tense with anticipation as I turn it on and interracial slide it along desi her cunt lips. 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About an hour after the place had opened, her mother had come by and dropped off a nice blouse, a skirt, and some shoes for her to be buried in, though she was told that the shoes might not be necessary depending on the final decision that would be made regarding whether the lower half of the casket would remain open or not. Keeping my answers short to tease the girls. “Honey?” Her slender body trembled.