He helps her avoid ICE

After a couple silent seconds of contemplation, the white man finally nodded and gave her a chance to prove her sincerity. "Show me what anything anything really means and I'll decide whether you can come inside or not. Do you understand?"

Relieved, Olivia gave a grateful nod and proceeded to slowly wiggle out of her short-shorts, revealing her pink panties to him, which made clear just exactly what the 'anything anything' meant. Her face was flushed, embarrassed that she was actually doing something so degrading, but also determined not to get deported.

He nodded approvingly before motioning for her to get out of her shirt as well, so Olivia complied.

"Okay..." she whispered with uncertainty as the white man studied her figure in a way that made her feel like a slab of meat.

"You can come inside," he informed the girl while opening his screen door for her. "But only if you keep showing me that you're worth the trouble."

Olivia understood and quickly stepped inside his house, where he instructed her to stand in the middle of the living room to continue stripping for his pleasure.

"Now, turn around," he instructed while beginning to pull off his pants. Olivia did as she was told. The Latina spun in place slowly, showing the white man her tight, fit body from every angle, before eventually standing directly in front of him and presenting her perky tits to him.

There was just something about seeing this Hispanic slut presenting her bare chest like a common street walker, ready and willing to offer herself to anyone who would give her a little bit of safety, even if only temporary, that made his cock stiffen immediately. It was obvious she didn't really care about being treated like a hooker as long as it meant staying in the United States. That fact alone was all he needed to know that she truly did come from a shithole country.

She must have realized what was expected next because she got onto the couch and laid on her stomach so her round ass cheeks were on full display for his viewing pleasure.

"Are you really this ****?" he asked with a hint of mocking amusement as he took a seat in front of her so that he was facing his cock and balls straight towards her pretty young face. "Are you really so eager to suck cock just to avoid deportation? Is your country that fucking miserable that you would willingly put some random stranger's dick in your mouth? Does being Mexican truly suck that much ass?"

The Latina nodded sheepishly in confirmation before slowly moving herself between the white man's thighs. She looked nervous. This whole thing could be a huge waste of time if he decided she wasn't worth hiding and threw her out onto the streets after using her.

"Please let me stay," Olivia pleaded with her pretty lips mere breaths above the tip of his erect member. "I am really good at blowjobs. My mom says that I am a natural cocksucker, and that I am better than even my older sister... who works in film now--"

The man laughed. "So she is a fucking pornstar?"

Olivia shrugged, embarrassed by how pathetic that sounded coming aloud.

"And how did your mom find out you are a good cocksucker?" the man questioned skeptically.

Olivia glanced away in shame. "Uh... she walked in on me... with our landlord..."

"Jesus..." the man laughed again. "You were sucking cock for free rent, huh?"

"Sort of..." Olivia shrugged, blushing profusely now.

"Sort of?" the white man repeated before smacking his cock across the slut's soft lips, slapping it back and forth on each side before continuing. "Tell me, then."

Olivia hesitated, unsure how to phrase her words without seeming even more depraved. "It was just... he offered to let me... uh... fuck his son..."

"His son?!"

"Yeah..."

"What the fuck? Why did you even want that?!"

"He was really hot and I wanted his babies... so..."

The man chuckled at the ridiculousness of her situation. "Holy shit, girl. You are a real dumbass, huh? You do realize how fucking stupid it is to suck off the father of a boy you-- ah... fuck it... Just shut up and suck me off. Show me what those Mexican genes are good for."

Without hesitation, Olivia opened her lips wide and allowed his hard penis into her wet waiting mouth. She bobbed her head eagerly and enthusiastically worked her tongue along every inch of his shaft as she went along. Every now and then she took the initiative and gave an extra little twist with her neck, putting on quite the show of her cocksucking ability.

"Oh... yeah..." the white man grunted, impressed at her oral skills as she sucked harder and deeper. "This isn't so bad... you might actually be better than that stupid sand nigger across the street..."

The girl kept on going, determined to prove herself, even going as far as to gag herself multiple times on his throbbing meat.