One day she told me that her monthly is stopped andobviously I was a father of her child. We had a serious discussion on it. Itold her that if the chi...ld looks like me then there will be a problem. Sherealized the situation and dropped it. Later on we saw a blue film on their TVwhen her hubby and children went to their native place. I gave her a long fuck.I taught her how to fuck in different positions; and now she is a good fuckerlike a professional whore. We are habitual and we know each. The evening was enjoyed by all.The Cuban President and his Lady talked to us to coming over to the Presidential Palace the next afternoon. They had something to tell us.When we showed up at the Presidential Palace we had a late brunch, which included Black-Eyed-Peas and Ham. The President told up, his wife grew up in Florida, and she always insisted that we have black-eyed-peas for New Years days.He asked me about what happened to Castro."Mr. President, as you know I was on a plane when Castro. I soon noticed something long and hard between my lovers hind legs and knew exactly what to do. His body was still stretched along the couch, so all I had to do was lean to the side and reach out. Mmmmm! I moaned as I wrapped my fingers around his large prick. The heat emanating from it convinced me to bypass all teasing and get right down to business. Less than a second later, I was furiously jerking him off, my hand sliding up and down the entire length of his rock-hard prick. Seemingly. A lot. And he nodoubt had — peculiarities, as I prefer to call kinks.I’m always the curious sort about kinks. What makesother people tick fascinates me.I found our conversations over lunch and occasionaldinners titillating and knew I wanted more. And he did.But he never made a move. Finally, one night he gave mea hug, and this was an opening, though not the time totake it.One Friday, on one of our fairly regular dates, thoughI’d worn a top that was somewhat sheer with a sheer.