Trump me, Mr president
- LECTURES 85
- Votes 5
- Chapitres 2
I was never a political girl you see. But it was something about the sandy hair, thin lips and aggressive blue eyes that captivated me towards this burly man. So out of my league, but I just can't help myself.
A girl
A man
A harsh political world
A wild love
And secret fetish's to only be imagined.
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