Cumming Up Trumps part 1

Trump, Eager to get down to business, forced down the double shot of Courvoisier and stood up. Upon seeing this Manning grabbed another bottle, tore off the lid with her teeth and downed another. “Right big man, I’m all yours lets get your kit off and see if you really are socks and pants stuff?”. “Socks and pants?” Replied Trump. “You know. Top draw.” Mannion snorted “get your kit off I have something that you’ll want to see.” Trump did as he was told, he had had women like this before, and he was keen to be dominated tonight. He knew that by giving in like this in the future he could be as filthy as he liked and they wouldn’t mind. One evening of doing what she said he thought.

Manning stood in front of the naked Trump, she tied his hands behind his back and downed another WKD blue. “Don’t mind if I spark up in here do you?” As she lit a cigarette blowing the smoke in his face. “Now then, remember what I gave you in the Oval Office? Time for you to repay the favour.” Manning slowly took off her t-shirt leaving it on an old deep brown armchair. Then came off her shorts she kept the sunglasses on, what happened next Trump didn’t expect in any of his wildest fantasies, she started to slide off her, what looked like male boxer shorts, to reveal a large penis. Trump was in shock, but in the same instance more turned on than he had ever been before. His cock grew exponentially he had never felt it throb like this before. “Trump that pal” said Manning triumphantly. She held his gaze for what seemed like forever “get your laughing gear around that old time it won’t suck itself.”