The CIA and Secret Service had scanned the group of rooms for electronic bugs just before we arrived and the rooms would be guarded by the Secret Serv...ce the whole time we were there.Ziva, Farah and Abra were staying in the same room I was. It was a suite with several beds. They were my last ditch security if anything happened. The Secret Service was monitoring the halls, lobby and elevators.Breakfast was delivered by room service under the watchful eye of the Secret Service and Pakistan. You take leave of your senses with wave after of pleasure from multiple orgasms. You look me in the eyes and say, “I’m so proud of you baby boy.”Story repeats here:On either my 15th or 16th Birthday, you stand before me in a very unassuming terry cloth robe all wrapped up. You tell me, "Son, you are becoming a man now. I have seen how you look at me when I bend over or lay in bed. I also see that hard on you get when I walk around the house naked or when I’m in my bathing suit.As your mom, I. .. if you really want another one with it I would be happy to do so.'My tired mind processed what she was saying and I screamed, 'NOOO. No thank you mistress. May I please have another with the last whip.'She smiled, 'Of course you can slave. But first I thought I'd try this again.' Her hand began to rub my sex once more. This time looking down I saw it was the handle of the whip that she was thrusting into me. AC switched to DC, and my tired body doggedly began to respond.'Nooo, Nooo, please. We spent the next few hours entwined with each other in full view of anyone that wanted to look closely enough to see what we were doing, despite her nervousness about where we were we were both so horny that after about 30 minutes of our playing I had my hand down her jeans fingering her tight little pussy and stroking her clit, she came so easily on my fingers and hands and I took my time feeding it back to both of us afterwards. I was so hard that I knew I would have to cum or end up with.