Getttin' Down N' Dirty

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Lemon tiem ;^)
Since you all were assholes and didn't help me with the lemon by giving me ideas and shit...
NO SHOUTOUTS FO YOU!
Lol you guys should know by now I lie about deadlines so--
good trash takes time
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OK SO-
since Obama be stuck in the flappy ass already, it was still kinda hard to move-
So he just reached over to the small dresser that's on the side of the bed, opened the drawer, and took out a big ass tube of lube.

Haha. 'Tube of lube' That rhymes~!

"Shut the fuck up and get on with the story."

Oh shit, a'ight-

(Yes, yes I am already aware that he already put lube on in some other chapter but let's just say he didn't put enough on, alright??)

So Barack was just squirting half of the fucking tube on his cock and then shoved the tube in Donald's ass so squirt out the rest!

Yes kids, he was able to pull out now.

HE PULLED OUT BUT THEN HE QUICKLY THRUST BACK IN, LAUNCHING DONALD INTO THE BED POST, AND HITTING HIS FACE ON IT.
Donald was gonna moan in pain with a small hint of pleasure but that was quickly cut short but the unexpected contact to the face.

"Donald, are you alright?" Barack asked, a look of concern covering his face. Donald just nodded and quickly got back directly under Barack on both hands and knees.
Yeah, they doin it doggy style.

*CUE THE MUSIC FROM CUPCAKKE; Doggy style*

Bark bark lol

So Obama wiped off some lube that was on his dick, wiped it on the sheets like a fucking pig and then put his weenie back in Donald. This time, Barack, decided to go a bit slower; to make sure Donald doesn't feel pain that hurts like a motherfucker and can feel the pleasure once he got used to Obamas size.
With a few moments of waiting, Donald turned his head and nodded; signaling it was okay to move. Barack slowly started moving. Damn.. That tight ass is making it hard not to go full animal and pound mercilessly into it. Each small thrust gradually getting more bold and quick to every pant and moan from Donald.

"hng~ Faster~!" Trump moaned aloud, wanting more... More!
This was it.
That one word that made Obama lose his shit...
Faster..
And that's exactly what he did. The bed started creaking and shaking as he went faster, deeper, harder into Donald.
Obamas wife (*Still doesn't know her name or how to spell it*) wasn't able to satisfy him like Trump is.

Like whoa.
He was that good.

Trump was a moaning mess!
Obama was roughly jerking him off while taking him from the back.  He never felt this kind of sensation before!
Mrs. Trump's (Idfk Her name) flappy pussy couldn't even give this kind of pleasure to Donald on his dick and ass!

Ladies and gentlemen; here comes the climax!!!
(Ba dum tss)
Barack's movements were becoming more and more sloppy. Both of them are reaching their limits. Obama did one last powerful, pleasuring thrust and came into Trump. Donald also released his load all over the bed and into Barack's hand, just seconds after.

Obama dick twitched and he pulled out, dick now soft.
He laid next to Donald who was by now fast asleep in bed. (Damn son, is your energy that low?)  Barack smiled and closed his eyes, thinking one last thought before he drifted off to sleep...

("This bitch ain't ever gonna be president with such a slutty want for black dick.")

"I don't think I'll be regretting this anytime soon."

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