Beck stuck her best sex dolls into his mouth and swirled it around, lusting after him. They walked into the bedroom with barely a towel.
That's almost as hot of a story as my collections of short stories
Make America Erotic Again: Love stories about Donald TrumpHere's a sample for your reading
pleasure.
There I knelt in front of the most handsome, muscular man in the whole darn world. As his pants slide off, all I could think was how I was the luckiest I was that my wife
bought me 47 Trump NFTs so that I could have a chance to have dinner with the rightful President of the United States and piece of his suit on the day he was wrongfully persecuted for making America great again. But there he was in front of me. He patted my head and said "are you ready to help me drain the swamp?" I said "Yes Mr. President, lets drain the swamp!" He motioned me to take off his belt, and I reached for the zipper he said "I didn't say you could use your hands for that part." My lips touched the zipper, I began to use my tongue to make sure it was in my mouth I then sucked on the zipper to make sure if would stay in place as I slid down to unzip his pants. I could barely contain my excitement, I think the president could tell how excited as was by looking at my pants. He said "you got something bigly in there for me." I said "Yes Mr. President, I sure do" But I could tell the bigly in his pants put mine to shame. But when it comes to true love, how bigly it is doesn't matter all that matters is that we use them to make America erotic again.
If you want to know how this story ends and read others like it, please wait until I find a someone brave enough to publish my book.