Your name appears on their forms as the number one wish. I said. Maria, you will stay with me today again. She smiled. But we will be with other peop...le. Ok? Her eyes got wide and she thought for a second then smiled. Ok! When your husband or parents get here today, please spend some morning time with them, if they arrive early enough. Of course, if they arrive later, at least greet them and if you are currently busy excuse yourself and tell them you are required to assist me. They will gladly. Ngam-Chit smiled. The golden ray hit the ice cubes and her piss blended with the Vodka and Rum as the glass rapidly filled. She put the glass down beside the two smaller glasses on the table and called for attention:"Hey, David! You only like Belinda's titties? Don't like me, huh?"David turned around and got up off his knees. His cock was almost aching from a three day long abstinence. He reached out for "Sheila's" large breasts, squeezed them gently and supressed the temptation of going down. "What's all this?"Yvonne looked up at me. "Yvette didn't think you'd be able to tell us apart." Je m'excuse de vous douter, Tyran." I could feel her blush."I told her of course he will be able to tell us apart. He is our Master. Il est notre Tyran, I said."Yvette stuck her tongue out at her sister. "Is this your house? Will you show us around?"Suddenly I felt two hands on my cock. I immediately stiffened."Please pardon our forwardness, Tyran." Il a été si longtemps." Why so long?" Somehow, I. " he said, in French, testing the waiter.The waiter replied in French: "Very good, Mr. President."He turned to the women and they both ordered in fluent French. The waiter went away.The wine steward came out and proffered the bottle of wine, showing the label. The President nodded. The Steward opened the bottle and handed him the cork for examination pouring a small amount in his glass. He looked at the cork carefully and then tasted the wine properly. A smile spread on his face and he nodded.