I called Israeli Ambassador Dansky to tell him that I had brought gifts from his friends in America and that he could pick them up in a couple hours a... our Entebbe hangar.Three taxis carried us to the US Embassy. Vicky, Robin, Rachel, Bob, Phil and I were going to meet with Ambassador Bernardi and then fly to Entebbe in the chopper so the pilots could give the one we brought a good checkout. Bob and a couple of Andy’s men were driving one of the Suburbans assigned to Ambassador Bernardi to. I started finger fucking him faster and deeper with two fingers. "You like that? You like me in your ass, don't you?" "Oh fuck yes." I added a third.I was really working him over with three fingers deep. His cock and balls glistening from my sloppy blowjob. I could feel my pussy leaking with my own fluids. While I finger fucked him, his body twitching and he put his feet on my thighs and lifted his ass up higher for me. I took my mouth off his cock as I slid my fingers out and said, "your so. "Such a big, hard beauty for mommy! Honestly Tony, I wouldn't mind if you spread it around a little. You can fuck any woman you want to as long as you save lots of hot cum for me!" You're enough for me, Mom!"Tony reached for the carton of milk he'd put beside his sandwich plate. Popping the fat cock knob back into her mouth, Angela gave his prick a juicy suck, drooling saliva onto the rosy cock head. When she finally took his prick out of her mouth again, the whole tip of her son's prick shone. “Mmm, that's good,” Mom cooed when I finished. “Makes me so wet when you massage my feet, Jason.”I froze at those words. My mother could not have said them. I must have been hearing things. Wet? Like her pussy?“I bet,” Mrs. Best said. “Ooh, I need to cool off myself.”“Jason, honey, be a good boy and take off mama's panties.” Mom stared down at me with these smoldering, green eyes. “And eat mama's pussy. I need to cum after that wonderful foot massage.”No fucking way. There was no fucking away.