i stared into boris johnsons eyes deeply like when...nevermind... "BEN!" he screamed, snapping me back to the conversation we were having before i got distracted by his sexiness.
"w-what d-did you say b-boris w-w-woris..?" i asked cutely in my professional politician voice.
"are you going to moan about liberals after this papacita?" boris smirked, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me close.
"like-like-like-like this.....? uh... ME SIENTO BIEN, B-BORIS! A-AH SE SIENTO TAN BIEN‼️‼️ ME GUSTA BORIS SIGUE ADELANTE SIGUE ADELANTE ME GUSTA BORIS ME GUSTA 😩😩👴🏻😲😩😩😩" i moaned in my cute ranting voice i have in all of my podcasts about liberals. god im such a king. i would totally suck my own dick.
"w-wow benny wenny shapiro papiro.... that was so sexy"
then we had the hardest hardcore sex ever. he fucked the shit out of me as im bent over and he was moaning, "mike wasowski!!!!!!!" in his manly british accent which turned me on even more than ever. i grabbed my glock from my desk and got down all all fours, furry mask over my head.
"PUT YOUR HANDS UP BEFORE YOUR NEW RELATIONSHIP IS A BULLET THROUGH YER HEAD!!!!!!" i said in my manliest voice i could muster.
"WOAH, WOAH! ALRIGHT MAN, ALRIGHT MAN," he screams, getting onto his knees. then i gently set down my glock and gently put my cock down his throat. as midnight struck and i became my alpha self, i left boris johnson with cream all over his face, and his dick absolutely broken. same with his throat.
then i put down my furry mask and screamed, holding my glock, "THIS ENDS NOW."
he threw his hands up again and i started robbing him of all of his hard earned cash that he got probably from people he slept with, and for being a prime minister. i slowly left the room with my new, sexy money, pointing the glock at him on the way out. then, i bolted for my car and left
and thats the story of how i fucked the worlds hottest man and then robbed him. the end mi hombre 👨
