" She then spoke normally. "I guess you want to hear what your Ambassador had to say." "By all means" replied David."Your Ambassador wanted to remind ...ou that at all costs are you to expedite your mission promptly. Something to do with a Senate enquiry?" David smiled, "could you please pass on to my Ambassador, if he calls again, that I am following all lines of enquiry." David finished his tea. "Would rather have a coffee, nice tea though" As he handed his mug back he slipped a note into her. The idea of seeing her seduce other men began to spin in my head more and more insistently.I fucked “my whore” several times and continued to refine the wardrobe, educate her to walk with the heels moving her ass, and use feminine seduction tricks. After a while, my fantasy finally took shape and it led me to new and unknown levels of arousal and desire: I wanted her and me, be the whores for another man.When I told Daniel, his reaction was a mixture of excitement and fear at the idea’s. An offer for a real soda and some home made cookies enticed her life history with such fervor that I found myself at a loss for words. She needed a refuge to rebuild her self-esteem, and she needed discipline to cope with the many personal defeats that had previously all but destroyed her. Not about to enter into forbidden territory, I coaxed her parent’s phone number from her, and while she took her first shower in days, I gave them a call. It was brief, and the message was quite clear,. He got his first glimpse of his Mom's pussy. It was asight more majestic than he ever would have imagined.He had seen his share of pornography and he of courseenjoyed it, but they were mostly photos of white women.He had never seen a naked African and certainly not oneas glorious as his Mom. He had never seen any woman asglorious as her.Her pussy lips were even darker then the skin aroundthem, and there was something so provocative about justthat. But as he watched his mother slide across.