obama family ~ two

part 96

POV:
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! MICHELLE LAVAUGHN ROBINSON OBAMA! PULL YOUR FUCKING SELF TOGETHER!" barack yelled harshly at her. she huffed and crossed her arms and pouted  like a toddler. the alcohol in her system making her feel that way. "why are you yelling at me" she whined wanting to cry 🥺. he was expecting her to throw another tantrum like a two year old but instead she scowled at him. "what" barack uttered but she didn't speak back. he was fed up with her at this point he grabbed her arm making her stand saying... "I'm taking you to the room" he was cut off by her pulling him into a kiss and wrapping her arms around his neck. their lips locked together firmly🤍. he could taste the alcohol on her lips. "miche stop! your drunk" he said pushing her off. "so what we have done it before" michelle whined. "you don't know what your doing" barack said looking at her coldly. "yes I do" she said pulling his tie brushing her lips on his. she was such a good kisser, she has always been a good kisser and it made him hard to resist her.
she parted her legs pulling him closer. his pants tighten as he unbutton her blouse getting a nice look of her boobs in her laced push up bra😍. She pulled him on the couch firmly getting onto of his lap grinding on him. "oh my god michelle" he breathed out as she took off his button up and unbuckling his belt letting his pants drop. he unclipped her bra sliding it off her beautiful arms. he assisted her as she stood up taking off her thong. he pulled his boxers down before she straddled him again. "say yes" by floetry was the next track to play on Barack's playlist that he never turnt off from were he had been working😭. "holy shit~" barack voice trembled. he felt like fainting as he felt her warm, wet pussy and on him. his knees weakened as she began to ride him. "I told you I wasn't drunk. baby" she said as her breathing fastened. "oh my god yes!" she moaned gripping the back of the couch embracing how deep he was. she was leaning down next to his ear and face area. barack finds nothing more sexy then when she looks into his eyes while she's on top of him.
he got up still in side of her slamming into the wall right beside the window that faced 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue😳! he thrust up into her deeply and she gasped wanting to grip something. he raised her right leg higher than the other one and her eyes rolled back as she moaned out loudly. "ah! yes! just like that! right there!" she moaned wrapping her arm around his neck gripping the back of his shoulder. he lifted her other thigh wrapping her legs around his waist. "michelle baby oh my gosh" he moaned out. she was clawing her nails into his back (leaving marks) it felt so good😩. "I told you. I own you" he grunted at her. "nooo" she moaned back. "I own you" he insisted thrusting even harder into her. "you think your better than me" she questioned him. he scoffed still roughly fucking her. "I'll always be better than you~" she cut him off saying... "in bed yeah right". she pressed him against the wall getting down on her knees. she was getting ready to snatch his soul out of him 😭!