Donald's POV
I know we are having a lot of fun here in America, but I don't know how long it will last. I love Nigel more than my daughter Ivanka but yet I know we will have to part ways soon. The thought of him leaving me is one I dread but he has to go back to the UK. He is currently wrapped up in my arms asleep, but sleep is the last thing on my mind. I will have no one to shove my huge orange cock into anymore.
"Donald? Are you crying?" As these words left his mouth I broke down. His voice, his beautiful voice was all I needed to hear to make my knees go weak.
He stopped the tears by placing his chapped lips onto mine. I missed this feeling.
"What's wrong daddy?" He whispered in my ear.
"I love you so much Nigel but I know that you will have to go back to the UK soon." I tried to hold back the tears as I told him what the problem was but I was too emotional. The tears running down my cheek became orange as they washed off some of my fake tan. I must remember to apply more of the fake tan later, I wouldn't want to lose my reputation for being orange.
"Papi, you know I have to leave soon but when I return I will make it up to you I promise."
