The Honduran

The world is so small, I must confess that when I was 18 years old, I had a daughter in Honduras, I was scared to be such a young father and took out a loan with my father and escaped responsibility, came to San Francisco. The truth is that once here, I only had two options: work or die of hunger, I didn't know anyone, I didn't speak the language then, but I made money and sent it to my parents, knew that my daughter's mother formed a new family with her new boyfriend... As I'm a migrant, already legal, so I married a slut from California of Guatemalan origin, but in the end, American already, but my marriage didn't last more than 5 years, kept visiting the brothels here, in December five years ago, I went to Las Vegas and hired a slut, some operated tits, good ass, and the best is that she's from my country Honduras, we fell in love at first sight, she was 20, I was 38. Talking to her, I told her what happened in my country, and what she taught me showed me a photo of her mother, resulting that the slut I took home was my own daughter... I'm dying to be with her, so I didn't tell her I was her father, since legally it's not my daughter and I'm already old, I want to form a family and it doesn't matter if it's with her, in the end she doesn't believe in marriage, better for me......I'll leave you some photos, Little Rabbit