i*****l immigration. Undocumented workers. Everyone has an opinion. And, like assholes damn near everybody has one and all of them stink. People ignore the realities of the complicated nature of the b**st. Let’s not fixate on the debate though. Let’s look at two D.A.C.A. recipients residing in these United States.

First, there’s Fernando Rojas Guerrero, commonly known as Randy Rojas. He’s now 38 years old and came to America when he was four. Randy is five-ten and weighs about 195. The brown-skinned guy with classic features was smuggled across the border through a payment from a boss that employed his temporary worker parents who overstayed their visas. The wealthy landowner didn’t want to lose the expertise that Randy’s parents had in handling his g****s in California wine country.

Randy has three siblings – two of which are American citizens. He graduated from high school and went to work in construction. He eventually found a good job as a supervisor with a home remodeling business. The owner was fair and paid him well. When the Act passed, he decided to pursue his dream of becoming a police officer.

Secondly, there is Dani Flores Estevez, baptismal name Daniel. Around the age of 10, the now 26 year-old confessed to his ultra Catholic family that he was not a boy. Over time, Dani came to realize that he was a non-binary individual. Now, he used the pronouns ‘they’ and ‘them’. It was hard for the Flores clan at first but they came to accept Dani as Dani on Dani’s terms.

Dani also finished high school, but they were scared to pursue higher education. The petite, olive-skinned person’s mom, Maria de los Anegeles, but Maria for short, explained this to the woman whose house she cleaned. The African-American woman who was a doctor’s wife would hear none of it. She promised to pay for the classes at the community college. Dani decided to undertake the 12-month LVN course.

The dispatcher indicated a call. Corporal Randy Flores was on duty so he took it. He arrived at a residence where apparently two landscaping workers had come to fisticuffs – one white, one Black. The blonde-haired, blue-eyed homeowner was frantic. The landscape company owner was embarrassed.

“This is why I usually only hire Latinos,” the linebacker-esque, dark-brown business barked.
“It’s okay, sir! We’ve got the situation under control,” the law enforcement officer proffered.
“I appreciate the work you do, officer! All these crazy Americans don’t realize plenty of folks like you are law abiding, productive citizens. Black and White folks wanna act a fool.”
“I get it, sir! I think everything is good now,” he said as they stood between the combatants.

Cpl. Flores had already called for back-up. A second police cruiser arrived at the bedroom community palatial home. Both men were arrested and hauled to the station.

Dani finished washing up Betty Plank who lived in Apartment 11. They had been assisted by a nurse’s aide.

“Thanks. Manny,” Dani said. “Mrs. Plank, can we do anything else for you?”
“No, dear! I’m okay, but do you mind handing me that picture book over there,” the feeble woman with green eyes pointed wearily.
“Sure,” they went to get it. “Here you.”
“Oh, thank you! I just love looking at these pictures.”
“I understand.”

Dani left the efficiency style unit and walked to the nurses’ station.

The supervisor asked, “How are classes going?”
“They’re great,” replied Dani.
“You’re awesome. You’ll be leading a place like this soon if you want.”
“I appreciate the vote of confidence, Autumn!”
“You deserve it. You’re amazing.”
“All the same, thanks!”
“You’re welcome. I’m heading out soon,” the five-foot-eight, voluptuous lady with the ample butt shared.
“Have fun!”
“Oh, I will,” Autumn winked.

Randy wrapped up his shift. Other than that one altercation, the rest of his time was completely uneventful. The well-built Latino messaged his favorite fuck partner.

-Papi need that ass!
-Come get it boo!
-45 min?
-Gimme an hour
-K

Randy got hard just thinking about fucking her. She had been his boss at the remodeling business. She’d paid him a great wage and relied on his bilingual skill to convey message to the heavily Latino workforce. And, when DACA came about, she encouraged him to apply and go for his dreams. She gave him the $495 for the application fee. Now, he had an associate’s degree in criminal justice and a good job with benefits. He never came on to her until he became a cop in a small town 20 miles away.

Dani was ready to leave. They were tired and had a couple of assignments to complete on the way from becoming and LVN to a registered nurse. As they updated residents’ charts, they heard a booming voice.

“Hey, you,” the chocolate man leaned on the counter.
“Hi, Mr. Jordan. How may I help you,” inquired Dani looking up from the paperwork.
“You can meet me at the Lampshade when you get off,” he whispered while checking for eavesdroppers.
“It just so happens I can,” they replied.

Dani watched the medium-build mechanical engineer and small business owner walk out the door. He was fine they thought.

Autumn made it home. She was ready for her former employee turned cop to come slay her tranny pussy. She douched and took a shower. She rubbed lotion all over her big tits, wide ass, and supple body. She couldn’t wait for Randy to arrive.

Dani got off work and hopped in their Toyota Corolla. They drove to the motel to meet the man who designed & built secret hide-aways in private residences.

Markus Jordan was waiting. He needed some of the boipussy as he called it. He was thrilled that he’d met the gender fluid Dani in the home facility where he housed his grandmother. Money was not an issue for him because he had clients that preferred to drive a Mercedes over Toyota. Many of them were high profile and wanted his designs for added security. His company afforded him a life of relative luxury.

Markus employed a few workers in his shop – a couple of which may or may not have had valid documentation.

Dani turned up just in time.

Markus opened the door. He hovered over Dani. “Sexy,” he said.
“I’m just in my scrubs,” Dani disagreed.
“It doesn’t matter,” the six-one guy offered. “You’re hot naked!”
“Thank you!”
“Come on, sexy! Take those clothes off!”

Dani stripped. They switched over to Markus.

“Ooh wee,” the Black man approved.

Dani opened his mouth and begged, “Give me that big dick!”

Markus pulled out his member. It was already at full attention – eight inches.

Dani sucked it with gentle care. They used no hands, but their mouth got incredibly wet.

“Damn,” Markus groaned. “Suck it!” He fingered Dani’s pink booty hole. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, sir,” whined the fluid the bitch.

Markus got behind Dani and pushed inside. He pressed inside patiently. Once he was balls deep, he pulled out halfway. Then, he thrust back in with great force.

“Owwwww,” whined Dani! “It’s too big!”
“Shut up, sissy! Take this big Black cock!”
“Yes, sir!”

Markus pounded. He flipped Dani on their back and dug them out.

“Oh my god,” whined the queer Hispanic perosn.
“You like this big dick, queer?”
“Yes, sir!”
“I’m your Daddy! I’m a man! You’re a little pussy fag!”
“Oh my god, Daddy! Fuck my ass!”
“Hell yeah!”

Markus continued digging it out. He loved fucking this queer cunt because as hot as his wife was, she was lazy in bed. That had been experience with women – sexy as fuck, but half were terrible lovers. Fags worked for it. “Yeah, faggit! Take this dick!”

Dani squealed with pleasure.

Markus convulsed as his dick spewed the hot sticky cum.

Randy had really taken advantage of the opportunity the Act provided him. He had worked his connections to find opportunities. One of the homes, he remodeled belonged to a lawyer and part-time municipal judge in the quiet suburb. He parlayed that strong working relationship into a reference to be hired by the small town police force. He was one of eight sworn officers on the force. But, Randy had been reluctant to get married. He didn’t want to have k**s from which he could ultimately be separated through deportation.

He backed his blue 2014 Ford F-150 that had an extended cab and grey vinyl interior. Randy knew it wasn’t the top of the line, but he was building his American dream. In addition to this truck, he’d been able to purchase a ranch style 1,150 square-foot, 3-bedroom, 2-bath home. It was actually mortgaged through a local bank. He turned onto the street and headed towards his vixen.

Randy placed a call.

“Hello,” the demure voice answered.
“I’m on my way, sexy,” the good looking wetback said.
“That’s great! I can’t wait!”
“Be ready for Papi!”
“You know I will.”

Randy’s foot beared down on the pedal. The speed of the pickup increased. He needed to be smothered by big tits. He wanted his dick nestled between them and inside that pussy.

Randy pulled up to a southwest style house that had a muted green 2002 BMW 7-Series and a red metallic convertible 2016 Mazda MX-5 Miata parked in the garage. Since the garage door was raised, he went on inside his boo’s place.

She was in the kitchen standing over a frying pan that contained polish sausage, red & green bell peppers, and onions. She swayed to the beat of the soulful, smooth R&B playing over the speakers.

“Smells great,” Randy declared.
“Thank, sweetie,” she smiled.
“But you look better!”

They embraced.

Randy asked, “How’d you know I’d be hungry?”
“You always are,” she giggled.
“True! You look so hot in this French maid outfit,” the bald man stroked his goatee.
“Thank you,” the chick with medium-brown skin replied.
“I love your effing tits, baby!”

She shook the 42F mammary monsters.

“Yeah, baby,” he applauded.
“You like,” Autumn checked.
“Hell yeah!”
“Have a seat. I’ll fix you a plate.”

Randy adjusted his junk as he sat at the pub table.

Autumn sashayed around to him. “Cerveza?”
“Yeah! I’ll take a brew.”

She pulled a can of Tecate Light from the high-tech fridge. It muttered something about adding the item to a shopping list.

Randy scarfed down the meal. “That was great,” he said then belched.

“You ready to fuck La Jefa?”
“Si, boss lady,” he stood.

Randy followed the stacked broad to her bedroom. They had been fucking for nearly 10 years now. He undressed her remarking, “You’re effing hot!” He massaged her massive boobs.

“Thank you,” she cooed.

Randy led her to the bed. He laid her on her back. He lifted her legs and planted his face between her substantial ass cheeks.

“Oh my god,” Autumn whined. She writhed with pleasure. She sat up and maneuvered around to suck his 7-inch cock.

“Oh shit, girl! That mouth feels just like a wet pussy! Damn! I’m ready to fuck!”

Autumn bent over.

Randy spanked her soft, wiggly, lardy butt. He pushed inside her clenched brown hole. He felt her rectum give way to his whopping girth.

“Oh fuck, Randy,” she squealed.
“Yeah, baby girl. Open it up,” he instructed.
“Yes, sir! Oh my god!”
“You can take it,” he coaxed her.

Randy advanced his meat with precise, meticulous, metered graduality. Half-inch by half-inch. Until he was balls deep in the booty hole.

“You ready,” he asked rhetorically.
“Yes, sir!”

Randy banged Autumn with long, full strokes.

“Fuck me, Papi!”
“Yeah, baby! Take this verga,” he used a Mexican reference for dick.
“Hell yeah! Stretch my tranny pussy open!”
“Yeah, girl! My pito loves your tranny pussy. Take it!”

Autumn threw her ginormous ass back. The cellulite booty was shaking.

Randy shared, “Look at my big Mexican cock in that big ole Ebony ass!”
“You like that contrast, Papi!”
“Hell yeah, mami!”
“Oh shit! Fuck me you sexy as wetback motherfucker.”
“Oh! I’m a wetback,” he slammed into her with all his might.
“Mmhmmm,” she moaned.

“So I’m a fucking wetback,” he howled delivering rough thrusts with each syllable. “I’m a taco head? I’m a beaner? You fucking faggit bitch!”

“Si, Papi,” she wailed.
“Well come on and ride this wetback dick!”

Autumn got on top of him. She moved up and down on his pole.

“I love these big ole saggy tits,” Randy exclaimed.
“Thank you!”
“It’s so hard to believe you used to be a man!”
“I was hardly a man,” she giggled.

Randy played with the large bazoongas.

He stared into her eyes as she treated him like a trampoline.

Her tatas bounced.

Suddenly, Randy’s legs straightened and tensed. “Fuck,” he barked. Randy shot a huge load deep in her pussy.

So, in summary, the DACA recipients are just like us. Giving out good dick and good ass.

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