Le Chef de l’Etat sénégalais, Bassirou Diomaye Faye a participé à la 79e Assemblée générale de l’ONU. Il en a profité pour visiter la Silicon Valley en Californie.
Le coordinateur américain pour la politique internationale de l’information et des communications, l’ambassadeur Steve Lang, la représentante spéciale pour les partenariats mondiaux, Dorothy S. McAuliffe, et le secrétaire d’État adjoint pour l’Afrique de l’Ouest, Michael Heath, se sont rendus à Santa Clara, Palo Alto, San José et Sunnyvale, en Californie, le vendredi 27 septembre 2024.
Ces hauts fonctionnaires du département d’État ont accompagné une délégation du gouvernement du Sénégal dirigée par le président Bassirou Diomaye Faye. Dans un communiqué de presse, l’ambassade américaine à Dakar explique que le président Faye était accompagné du ministre de la Communication, des Télécommunications et de l’Économie numérique, Alioune Sall, du ministre des Finances et du Budget, Cheikh Diba, et d’autres hauts responsables du gouvernement sénégalais.
« En Californie, le groupe a rencontré des entrepreneurs et des représentants d’entreprises technologiques, d’universités, d’institutions financières, de start-up sénégalaises, et la diaspora sénégalaise », souligne le communiqué.
Cette visite conjointe réaffirme l’engagement des États-Unis à soutenir la transformation numérique de l’Afrique et à approfondir les partenariats entre les États-Unis et le Sénégal, et entre nos partenaires africains et le secteur privé ainsi que les institutions académiques des États-Unis.
Le déplacement du président Diomaye Faye intervient après le lancement, par le secrétaire d’État Antony Blinken, le 23 septembre, du Partenariat pour l’Inclusion mondiale de l’IA et d’autres initiatives visant à exploiter les progrès rapides de l’intelligence artificielle (IA) pour faire avancer le développement durable à l’échelle mondiale.
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That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.” “See this; see this. “His father says. “This is where power comes from.”
He lifts his head from its bowed stance and looks into the eyes of his father wanting some acknowledgement. “Have you fucked, son? Have you fucked? Have you dumped that seed of yours in those balls into a moist hole?” His father asks as he leans forward on the commode-chair. His hand squeezing the bulge growing larger in his tan khakis.
“Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters. After I serve daddy’s left one, I was about to move to the right foot. While He stopped me, stood up, and walked towards the couch, he said “Crawling right after me.” I followed daddy. My nose was where daddy’s ass was. I was staring at that crotch while I was crawling, and I didn’t realize daddy stopped one of a sudden in front of the bathroom. My nose is slightly right into that dreaming ass crack.
He does not hear the slamming of the front door. Neither does he hear the footsteps on the wood floor in the hallway. The shower drowns away all this noise. “You guys jerk off together, these days?” His dad asks, “Back when I was in high school me and several of my friends would jerk-off in our trucks in the parking lot. We were so horny we could barely sit in our seats. You ever do that Garrett?”
Daddy gave me a look implying his shoes are needed to be removed. “Can I take off your loafers, daddy ?” I asked so quietly. He looked at me and nodded. I took off both his loafers and put them away neatly in front of me. Daddy then raised his right leg and stepped on my forehead, pushing me down into his loafers. It is a mixed smell with sweat, testosterone, and leather. I couldn’t help but take a big whiff every time I breathed. “Hands-on the floor” he commanded. He moved his feet from my head to my hands. “Kiss them and make the stink goes away using only your fag tongue.” “Yes sir.” The one shower after his workout and practice had been a good start. But the walk home had tired him. But the massaging jets of water caressing across his muscular frame takes the weariness from his bones from this stressful day.
“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock. “That is your cock, son.” His father, says. “…but it does not make you a man. It only makes you a boy with a hard cock in his hand.”
Garrett sits on the commode, where his father had sat. The one shower after his workout and practice had been a good start. But the walk home had tired him. But the massaging jets of water caressing across his muscular frame takes the weariness from his bones from this stressful day.
That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.” He gulps once as his dad mounts more pressure on his balls. Squeezing them.
“Coach told us. To go beat off. Seeing all those tents in our shorts; he said we should have all been working out naked. Our shorts weren’t covering up, anything, as our cock’s periscoped out and over the elastic waistbands of our shorts.” He says to his dad as he steps from the shower. All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed.
“I bet you got some stares from the other boys in the locker room.” His dad adds. “You couldn’t miss it.” “I ain’t a-talking ‘bout how big ya cock is, boy. I am talking ‘bout ya, weight. Your height.” His dad says. “I kinda figured on how big you are down there. That’s obvious. It makes me proud of you. My son. Of what I created, along with ya mother.”
I was surprised He wasn’t angry. He said,” boy you wait here, I am going to the bathroom.” He closed the door. He must sit on the toilet with pants down because I heard him losing the belt but didn’t hear him peeing. After a while, he called my name,” get in here ass sniffing slut.” I opened the door and crawled to the side of daddy. Daddy was still sitting on the toilet. . Just when I was confused why he sat that and did nothing. He stood up and pulled his pants up. I did take a peep of daddy’s huge uncut Middle Eastern dick. Half hard like 7inches already. While he was doing that, he grabbed my hair pushed right into the toilet, and closed the lid. “ smell my ass from there boy when it is still fresh.” He paused and continued, “ Don’t move.” Garrett sits on the commode, where his father had sat.
“I’m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall, dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think, dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.” The son says. “Much bigger than you, I should say.” “I managed to lift nearly two hundred today. I believe.” He explains. “But I strained a lot to do it. I was moaning. Groaning.”
“You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says. His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.
“What…huh…what, dad?” He asks, puzzled by the question from his dad. As his cock is mere inches from his dad’s face. “That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.
“But you didn’t though, did you, son?” “That your jockstrap on the floor next to you, son?” His dad asks.
“I bet you got some stares from the other boys in the locker room.” His dad adds. “You couldn’t miss it.” “What?’ He balks at the suggestion from his dad.
“Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.” His father unbuttons his shirt and throws it to the bathroom floor. Where his son is like the mythical David, cast in stone with blonde locks and cherubic face. The father is dark and with a day’s growth of stubble on his face.
The pre-cum leaks, like a babbling brook, from the boy’s erect and pulsing cock, depositing its tiny droplets of juice onto the arm-hairs of his proud father. His father squeezes the nuts of his son, tighter and tighter, releasing more of the youthful essence. The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.
He does not say anything in response to his father as his cock continues pulsing and jumping as the blood engorges his youthful cock more. And more. “That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.
His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds. He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son.
“What are ya now, by the way?” “Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock.
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He dries himself but his throbbing cock continues to pulse as it grows harder because of his youth. The sensation intensifies. The feeling is wonderful. He can hear his cock throbbing in his ears. gej porno “Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure.
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“That your jockstrap on the floor next to you, son?” His dad asks. sex porn mom He reaches and lets his hand glide over his swelled cock. Tickling the head of his bulbous cock with his rough fingertips which sends electric sparks through him and down to his toes.
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He dries himself but his throbbing cock continues to pulse as it grows harder because of his youth. The sensation intensifies. The feeling is wonderful. He can hear his cock throbbing in his ears. porno dla dzieci His father rakes the clear juice of his son’s leaking manhood over the boy’s tensed cockhead.
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