Mr. President 1(59)

I do it for almost a minute and then, without a break to my movements, I open my mouth as wide as I can and swallow his cock whole, his shaft sliding over my tongue in a hurry. Sucking as fast as I can, I let go of his cock and take both my hands to his ass, squeezing his ass cheeks and pulling him into me at the same time. Reacting to my movements, he yanks on my hair and forces me to stop sucking.

Taking the lead, he starts thrusting, fucking my mouth as if he were doing it to my pussy. He groans as he does it, and I can’t help but open my eyes to enjoy the expression on his face.

With his head thrown back, Austin has his eyes closed, a grin of pure delight commanding his lips. He’s moving his hips fast, ravaging my mouth and succumbing to the lack of control that has taken over his body.

Then, surprising me, he takes one step back: letting go of my hair he pops his cock out of my mouth. Moving fast, so fast that I don’t even have the time to react, he grabs me by the wrist and pulls me up to my feet.

“I always wanted to do this,” he whispers, pushing me back until my ass is pressed against the piece of history that’s the President’s desk. Growling, he pushes my skirt down my legs and then, hooking his thumbs on the string of thong that laces my outer thighs, he undresses me completely.

Now that I’m completely naked, he takes his hand to my ass and pushes me up; I go up willingly, sitting down on the desk as I spread my legs and lace them around his waist. Pulling him into me, I hold my breath as he closes the distance between the two of us, the tip of his cock brushing against my drenched folds.

“Fuck me, Mr. President,” I purr at him, my pussy aching to feel his thickness stretching me wide. As if reading my thoughts, he thrusts right away, pushing his shaft inside of me so fast that I feel my mind breaking apart. His thickness strains against my inner walls on the way, and it fills me up so completely that it seems like his cock was made solely for my pussy. Well, I guess now I can say that his cock is only mine, though – that’s what an enjoyment ring means, right? Oh, sorry. I meant engagement ring. Because, hun, that’s right – these twelve inches of pure pleasure are my sole property to enjoy with as I please.#p#分页标题#e#

With a vicious rhythm right from the start, Austin thrusts over and over again, his cock completely demolishing my pussy. With my legs laced around his waist, I keep him trapped in place – not that I need to, though. I doubt he’d go anywhere, even if I let him. His body needs mine as much as mine needs his.

I throw my head back as he ravages me wildly and, feeling a scream climbing up my throat, I open my mouth and let it explode in the air. The Oval Office is soundproof and, even if it wasn’t, what do I care? Right now I’ve surrendered to pleasure and, if anyone wants to listen in, please be my guest. Even Presidents need a healthy sex life… And I’ll make it my purpose in life to make sure that President Austin has one of the healthiest sex lives in all of history.

Fucking me until all my muscles grow sore, he then decides to go even harder. My legs grow limp as he thrusts viciously but, at the same time, I feel my insides clenching. Just a fraction of a second later and a thermonuclear explosion takes over my mind, bright colors and sounds bouncing around my skull.

Screaming and moaning, I throw myself back, collapsing on top of his desk and sending a few of the folders piled there tumbling down to the floor. I expect him to stop now but, of course, I’m wrong. Right now, he has no brakes, and nothing on Earth would be able to make him stop.

With his hands placed on the back of my knees, he pulls me into him and pounds me slower now; but slower doesn’t mean he’s being any gentler. Instead, he has replaced speed with strength, the brutish thrusts of his hips making me feel on the verge of passing out. Seriously, there’s so much pleasure running through my mind right now that I wouldn’t be able to tell you my name if you asked me.

Curling my fingers around the edge of the desk to steady myself, I just spread my legs wide and allow him to fuck me as hard as he wants, another orgasm building on the back of the last one. Hitting me out of the blue, I let another wild scream echo through the room, the sound of my voice stabbing the silence wildly.

I do it until my throat grows sore and then, for good measure, I do it some more. Only when my throat gives up on me do I shut up, whimpering as the orgasm raging inside my body turns my body into a quivering mess.

“Tired already?” He whispers, leaning in to lay a gentle kiss on my lips.

“Never,” I reply with a purr, his teasing words waking some hidden reserve of energy inside of me. I sit up on the desk as he slides his cock out of me and, not even wasting a second, I turn around and assume an all-fours position, wiggling my ass from side to side and inviting him in.