Kay re tula tujhi mummy randi jhaali tar nahi avadnar.”(A whore. That is what you are. Didn’t you fuck your son like a whore in the pool and then ...agerly walk with your naked ass to fuck him again? And Bhavesh, would you mind if your mother became a whore?)Me: “Mala tar avadelch. Shevti mi swataha ek bhadvach jhaaloy. Mala tar randich pahije” (I would love it definitely, now that I am a bastard myself.)I was getting hard thinking of it, and my dick started to swell. Just then, Dimitri told us. .." and we worked for about an hour, before I was satisfied that he got all my needs covered, and would be able to fit things together to my satisfaction.We were still working when the door to the Residence swung open, and Hawk strode in. He went straight to Polly and got a big hug and kiss, then came to me for another, before acknowledging Tom. "Sir, I am Hamilton Dryden. It is a pleasure to meet any of Angela's friends. Welcome to the White House."Tom looked like he was about to faint, but. Jesse was close cumming. Amber held his balls as she continued to suck his thick manhood. She looked up often so Jesse could see her eyes as his cock was deep in her mouth. Jesse muttered loudly just then, "Oh fuck, Amber! Mark, watch this!" Jesse then pulled out and held his cock in front of Amber's face. "Open up, Amber," he ordered. She did. "Oh fuck yes!" He nearly yelled. His cock then erupted and shot a huge stream of cum out and into Amber's mouth and all over her lips. Jesse moaned. A little more work up front, then it’s a snap to drive away. Deferred compensation, something I’ve been experimenting with. Off and on.Matt was greeted with “Signore!” And cheek kisses. Many cheek kisses. We were whisked away to a corner table in a relatively secluded spot. A bottle of Barbaresco Ovello from Cantina del Pino appeared as we sat down. Showing off, I said, “Piedmont. Excellent.”I knew that only because Euforia specializes in Italian regional food, mostly Piedmontese. And wine.Matt.