"Latin, anyway, somewhere down there." I waved vaguely south. "I guess your pal Senator Bobby called in the cavalry." That's what I mean. He'd never d...o that if he weren't in a panic."I thought a minute. "I don't follow you." He's beholden to them now," she said."So how's that different?" I asked, puzzled. "He was in their pocket before, he still is." No!" she burst out. "Up to now they were just, well, business partners, sort of. He gave them a base here, well, in D.C. and probably back in his. "I feel silly." Trust me, you look anything but silly," I said."Mister G," she said, lowering her eyelashes half way. "Are you flirting with me?" I suppose I am," I admitted. "Not that I have a right to but..." I turned to my son, who looked like he had just seen a unicorn, or some other mythical being. "A good women deserves to be flirted with," I finished. "Women are like fine china," I told him. "They are delicate and need to be handled with care. You don't suck at or bite fine china."I. " She did as he requested, lighting the cigarette, drawing deeply on it and then blowing the smoke toward his growing cock. The cigarette was unfiltered and harsh to her throat as she inhaled. "Take a drag and then you can suck on it," was his next command. She took a long drag on the cigarette, drew the smoke deep into her lungs and then took his now-hard cock into her mouth. She exhaled through her nose, the smoke gathering around his fully erect shaft. He moaned, clearly excited by her. Mike exploded in her mouth and he jammed his cockfurther into her mouth to be sure that it got down her throat.Barbie felt the penetration of her ass and loved the feeling. Sheclosed her eyes and floated with the sensations of the savage probingof her ass. She felt the hot flesh touch her lips and quickly partedher lips to accept the prick into her willing mouth and began to suck.It felt so good, so natural. The penetration of her ass stopped andthen the prick was taken from her mouth, leaving.