He fucked her from behind until her legs were shaking. Both naked bodies were glistening with sweat as her moan climbed an octave and gained a rich vibrato. Vladimir Putin gave Melania Trump’s ass a good, solid smack as he pulled out of her dripping pussy.
“Oh Fuck, I’m going to cum again,” He said in Russian.
“Cum on my tits my Lord!” she replied in Russian as she eagerly got on her knees and began to fondle her tits. “Cum on these Russian spy tits that live to serve you.”
“OH FUCK!..” the second load in 20 minutes still had a pretty heavy weight to it as it splashed all over Melania’s breasts. He collapsed into a throne-like chair that tastefully fit his traditionally decorated bedroom.
Melania, still on her knees, inched towards him. “My Lord, how long must I be stationed with that fat American pig?”
He half got up and gave her an open palm slap across the face. “Do You Live To Serve Me?..”
“Yes! Yes, my Lord. Please excuse my impudence.” She hung her head in shame.
He put his hand under her chin and raised her face to meet his gaze, “You’ve done well with him. Soon America will be a lawless wasteland ripe for the taking… Now, get on the bed and spread your legs.”
“Yes Lord!” With absolutely amazing acrobatics she jumped onto the elaborate sheets of the king sized bed, turned over on to her back, and raised her legs straight up in the air. Slowly, just the way her lord liked it, she opened her legs to reveal herself.
Putin got on all fours like a dog and crawled towards her. He was a giving lord to his loyal bitches and Melania was one of his favorites. She deserved some expert cunnilingus.
* * * * *
Meanwhile, in a very different room, the fat American pig chased three Russian prostitutes around a queen sized bed covered in rubber sheets. ‘Vladimir is such a gracious host! How did he know just my type?!’ Donald Trump thought to himself as he playfully chased the women who were squealing with delight. Each one had platinum hair stacked high; each wore nothing but a black leather corset and black leather high heeled boots. Large breasts with perky tits were overflowing out the corsets.
“Ooof! Run faster” one said as she playfully spanked the naked ass of another she’d just run into. The third came around behind Trump and threw her arms around him. They fell onto the bed and she got her arm out from being crushed under him just in time. The other two jumped on top. The cluster fuck untangled itself and left Donald laying on his back as the three women knelt around him.
Donald was wearing nothing but American flag boxer shorts. “Let’s get off these fucking shorts,” said the one closest to them. She shimmied them down the legs of the man-child narcissist to reveal a large bush that overshadowed an acorn sized cock.
The high class hookers didn’t miss a beat in pretending it was the best thing they’d ever seen. Two sets of well manicured hands explored his body, the one holding the shorts stood at the foot of the bed. She looked at the American flag print with disgust and dropped it on the floor.
“Oh yea..” he moaned, “you sluts love a dirty bad boy don’t you?”
“Filthy! You’re filthy and we love it!” The one at the foot of the bed climbed back on to straddle Trump. She slid his tiny, erect cock inside her. She started peeing on him and lightly closed her hands around his throat. “Open your mouth, you filthy animal.” He obediently opened his mouth as her waterfall pussy slapped against his erect member. Another woman knelt over him and began peeing in his open mouth. “Say, ‘FUCK AMERICA’!” The hands tightened.
“ff.F..FU.CK.. AmErICA” he gagged out between swallowing and spitting. The one riding him let go of his neck and rode him faster as the one kneeling over him bent down to kiss his wet mouth. Then the third took her place to kneel over the traitor’s face. His tongue began to flick inside her, eager for more piss. She pushed up to give him some air, “Say, ‘FUCK REPUBLICANS’!”
“FUCK REPUBLICANS!” He tried to pull her back down to sitting on his face but she pulled away and pinched his nipples. So he went on, “Republicans are retarded sheep! Lindsey Graham is a retard faggot! He’d kiss my fucking boot after I kicked out his fucking teeth!”
All three women laughed as the one kneeling over him began peeing in his mouth.
“fff.FF..FUCK.. AmErICA! FUCK AMERICA!.. FUCK! AMERICA” he screamed between piss and laughter.
* * * * *
Like a fuckboy macho slut, Donald Trump combed his greasy hair while admiring himself in the mirror of Putin’s office. “I gotta tell you V-man, they don’t make them like that in America. The choking, and the pinching, and the dirty talk. I tell you that was some of the best..”
There was a light knock at the door as Melania came in, “Are we almost ready to go, Donald?”
“GET THE FUCK OUT, MEL. Go wait in the limo!” Donald kept gazing at himself as he yelled at his wife.
Melania let out an exasperated sigh. Vladimir gave her a quick warning glance from behind his desk. Immediately, Melania put on her brightest smile and said, “Yes, Donald. I go wait in the limo.”
Donald didn’t even wait for the door to close before he continued, “I’m telling you, Vladimir. She’s the best escort money can buy but sometimes I think she doesn’t understand her contract.”
“You’re probably right,” Vladimir lied. “She probably doesn’t understand her contract at all and is just happy to be in your illustrious service.”
“Of course! Of course, you’d think so. But she’s never in the mood after I pop my adderall and sneaking in hookers is harder after that bitch Stormy Daniels. It’s really too bad my campaign advisors keep advising me against trading her in for a younger model.”
“In Russia, this is not so hard: getting women in the mood. Winter is long and everybody knows the best way to keep warm.”
“Ha!.. I always enjoy my time here in Russia. Be sure to have those exact same three hookers waiting for me on my next visit here.” Donald turned to leave.
“Donald..” the trust fund brat narcissist turned back to face the leader of Russia. “I’m glad you had a good time, because I own you now.” Putin pushed a button on his desk and a screen behind him flickered on.
“fff.FF..FUCK.. AmErICA! FUCK AMERICA!.. FUCK! AMERICA” yelled the recorded face of Donald Trump from the screen.
Putin allowed himself a slight smile as he watched Donny boy blanch behind his heavy orange makeup. He continued, “This is what will happen: when the time is right, I will invade Ukraine and you will do nothing. You will tell your followers Ukraine needs my strong hand and I’m graciously giving it to her. Everything I do, you will praise. Do you understand?”
“People won’t care about this!” Donald could feel his defense sound hollow and worthless. “No one cares about anything I do so long as I’m the right kind of white, rich, and stupid! People love a wolf in wolf’s clothing. Americans have a short attention span and will forgive any clown who’s rich enough.”
“You’re wrong, Donald. They love you because you’re the criminal they wish they could be, but they also love you because you say you did it all for the love of your country. These tapes will shatter their illusion of your patriotism and even the most racist christians will not pretend forgiveness is their cultural duty.”
Donald hung his head in shame. He knew he’d been beat.
“Kiss the ring on your knees then leave. We’ll keep this between us and these tapes will never see the light of day.” Putin held out his right hand. On the ring finger was a band of diamonds encased in platinum.
‘Oh well..’ thought Donald Trump as he knelt down in front of Putin, ‘this is the private price for power.’ On his way out the door he was wondering if the deal included more piss play with those three beauties on his next official visit.
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