By @im-punning-myself
The pain in his ass was indescribable, yet amazing. He didn't know such an astonishing dick could be on such a terrible dancer, yet this was the most he ad moaned in years.
His hands were tied to the bedpost with a black rope, on all fours with his ass cheeks spread out just enough for left shark to pound into him, each thrust making him moan more and more. Left shark was making him great again; he must ask for him to get presidential on him more often.
"You like that, slut?" Left shark whispers in Donald's ear, making him whimper. He couldn't get his words out as he was too busy panting. Then he felt left shark hit his prostate.
"Grab me by the dick!" Donald moaned grinding on left shark. He could feel himself getting close but he didn't want it to end, he wanted to feel left shark in him forever but it was too good to last "I-I-I need to come, please" donald begged, his corn coloured hair plastered to his face with sweat
"You'll come when I tell you" left shark says sternly, but left shark was close too so couldn't keep trump waiting any longer. "Fuck just come!" He moans
Donald moans as he comes, he'll need to build a wall around his asshole before this pain goes away.
