Presidential Love
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Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2015
A small gasp leaves my lips as Obama pulls me close to him.
"M-Mr. President.." I whimper quietly.
"Call me Barack." He whispers huskily, then pulls me into a deep kiss.
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