Return of the Trumpwife

Getting Dirty in the Shower

The couple sneaked to the nearest bathroom garbed in white bathrobes. Like a stableman urging a sluggish horse into a barn, Donald smacked Jeananne's buttocks playfully as she passed him to enter the bathroom. He closed the door behind them with a gentle click.

They eagerly shed their bathrobes and entered the shower. Donald turned the water to hot. He and Jean gently caressed each other in a warm, slippery embrace. White mist clouded the interior of the shower, creating the illusion of being in Heaven itself, though the activity in which they were about to partake would certainly bar them from such a place.

Donald's dick went rigid again, and Jeananne grinned.
"Bend over," Donald said.
"No," said Jean, "I feel like trying something ... different."

Jeananne dropped to her knees, eye-level with Don's handsome penis.
          "A dirty bitch begging for a juicy bone?" Donald said in his low, rough voice.
"Well, that was a bit degrading," a thought passed through the young woman's mind, but it was truly no matter. If she a was dog, then Donald was her master.

She closed her eyes, hot water dripping down her face, and enclosed his fat head with her soft lips. She tightened her cheeks and brought it deeper into her mouth, accidentally taking it past her uvula. She gagged slightly and withdrew quickly, but she found his meat so terribly irresistible that she immediately took it back down her throat, this time trying not to choke on its girth.
Donald purred with satisfaction at the sensation of his member rapidly sliding back and forth with ease, secured between Jeananne's warm, slippery inner cheeks. He gently placed his right hand at the back of Jean's head, helping her suck him off at a good pace for him.

Donald could feel his load coagulating within his cock like a clogged pipe. He bit his lip and tightened his hold on the back of Jean's head, bringing her into him harder and deeper.
"Donald!" Jeananne tried to protest, but he was choking her too hard for him to make her out. She tried to fight him and expel his dick, but it was too late. A thick, hot load of Trump semen poured down her throat. He released his hold on her and withdrew his penis.

Jeananne coughed violently while cum dribbled off her chin. Despite her momentary suffering, she couldn't help but love the taste. It was salty, but, aware of its source, it tasted like heaven, too.
"Good stuff, Don," Jeananne said, licking her lips to savor what remained.

The rest of the shower was shared lovingly between Donald and Jeananne as they rubbed each other with loofahs covered with coconut-scented suds.