Cumming Up Trumps part 1

Trump sat down in his chair, wondering what was about to happen. The anticipation had his member starting to swell. Margaret buzzed through “Mr President an Alexei Manning is here for you, you have 45 minutes before the defence briefing, be quick.” ‘Alexei, Trump thought, fits her perfectly.’ “Come in” he called and the large door swung open. In strode Manning, her large breasts bouncing with every stride. Trump expected something but he certainly wasn’t expecting what was about to come. “Sit down fella” Manning said “this’ll be the best BJ you’ve ever had.”

Trump fell back into his chair, wild with anticipation. He had had good head before, Catherine in Oregon, Marcia in Detroit. He often masturbated whilst recalling the way he blew his thick creamy load on their young innocent faces. Manning knelt down, a packet of B&H gold fell out of her pocket. “I’ll spark one later guv”. She yanked at his zip and Trump’s cock emerged like a badger eagerly leaving its hole for a nights foraging. Into her mouth she gobbled like she hadn’t had cock in years, sliding her tongue over every inch, sucking and licking. Trump was close to blowing already at that point his phone rang. Fuck it, he thought, before seeing it was President Putin. “I got to take this”. Trump called out. “I’ll stop when I’m ready pal” came the retort. Trump couldn’t believe his luck, if only Putin could see that his cock was down the throat of Manning whilst they discussed a drone hovering over Red Square.