Sexual Shenanigans of Trump Supporters Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
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Father Paul intoned,” In this private funeral we are assembled to pay homage to Ivanka Trump, daughter of Donald and Ivana Trump, stepdaughter of Melania, stepsister of Barron and Tiffany, sister of Donald Jr. and Eric Trump.” Donald reviewed the life of his daughter; drill team captain, homecoming court, National Honor Society, and active in a Christian Youth group. If a man could “custom order” a daughter, Ivanka would be close to want you would what. As he continued to talk about her death...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
A couple of times when we were in the room alone and she greeted me with a kiss I took hold of her chin and kissed her on the mouth. She would give a nervous little giggle but I could tell it upset her some. After a few times of this, she began giving me a quick peck on the lips of her own free will, I think she looked upon it as a game. Once when she had come in from school I was standing in the kitchen alone and when we hugged and kissed I held her and forced my tongue in her mouth. She...
“shame she isn’t a virgin the President. Our clients like virgins too." The president by the name of Donald Trump looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, small well formed breasts, blonde shoulder length hair and skinny body. Her clothes consisted of a T shirt and canvas trousers. on her feet she wore old leather sandals. “What's your name?" asked the President. “Tomi Lahren from Fox News" the girl answered. “Well Tomi Lahren, you belong to us now. Our organization has...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
My mom, Marla, had let me live with my daddy Donald. Daddy became abusive towards me, calling me mean names and hitting me whenever I was bad. Now, I know all parents hit their kids, but I'm not talking about a slap on the ass. I'm talking about being slapped in the face and even punched. Two months after I turned x, he created a special punishment. He would tie me to a table he had in the basement, which he called the punishment table, then whip me with a leather strap. A month after that...
Mom had run off to L.A. a few months before, unable to take the stress of Dad’s drinking and temper any longer, leaving me alone with him in our big house in New York City. Mom hoped to get in the movies somehow. She once even said she’d even suck some producer’s penis until it shot gobs of cum into her mouth if it would get her a job on TV. Things had been going OK. I had settled into a routine of going to school, coming home and doing homework, and then cooking dinner. I would eat alone and...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
*** The White House bunker is half-empty or half-full, it depends on how you'd see it. The place is not very big, designed to take about 100 customers in, but now only 40 or 50 customers are sitting at the tables and they all are men. To be exact, they all are Republican politicians. It's also clearly visible, that they are quite wealthy businessmen. They are dressed up very formally in dark or grey suits. They wear valuable rings on their fingers and they drink expensive drinks. Some of...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
After about the third or fourth day, she sees an island covered with trees. She knows she is far from main land and has not seen any one else since the day she left. She does not see any sign of another person on the island and there is no sign of land anywhere else. She smiles and begins to load up the raft. Once that is finished, she strips down and pulls out a pair of white, seamless pantyhose. She pushes her tiny foot into the leg and pulls the nylon up. Then she pulls the other leg on....
Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
"Here is another one for you," the man said pushing the young girl into the White House bunker. “Another traitor from the street, totally useless, but will bring us something.” “Maybe," said the woman. “She is very young.” “The younger the better," said the woman with a smile. “Shame she isn’t a virgin, madam. Our clients like virgins too." The woman by the name of Marsha Blackburn looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, with small well-formed breasts, blonde...
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I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained. The purpose of the trip to the capital of China was to see several women hang by the neck until dead, women sentenced to die on gallows for drug trafficking. Pompeo, being a man of spiritual, as well as physical exploration, took interest in Mainland hangings, for one of his friends , Peter Navarro, had already gone to China...
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Her mind wandered back to the days when her and 'Cooky' would happily play around Essex Cricket Club. Her bowling and him practising his cover drives. Cooky had moved down after finishing at Bedford School. He was a bright young man and Manning knew he was destined for greatness. Often she would tell him how his batting resembled that of Bradman or Sobers. She knew teasing him would make him horny and she could cop a grope of his cock after nets. One summers afternoon, amidst the start of...
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I, Oliver Tress, considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Gina loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
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He had enjoyed shoving his cock up the young ladies arse and in turn was strangely turned on by having Manning's massive member in his own anus but he knew it was wrong. He was sure that he needed to take action, things had got horribly out of hand on the flight, he could not allow it to go on. ********** 'What is happening?' Lydia's mind raced as she considered the last few hours. She had quickly formulated a plan back in her hotel room but things had spiralled badly since. ...
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You turn and walk only a couple steps toward the open window. Watching you walk makes me twitch again.A glance over your shoulder makes sure I haven’t moved.I haven’t.You reach back and unzip your dress, pull it off your shoulders, and allow it to fall off your body into a puddle around your feet. Stepping out of it, only stockings, bra, and heels are left adorning your body.Fucking gorgeous. Fucking stunning.There’s the twitch again.With hips swaying in a “come-fuck-me” walk, you stroll over...
ToysThe door clicks as the key slides into the security slot. I push it open and usher you inside the suite, dimly lit by the city lights and the full moon reflecting off the still-fresh blanket of snow that blankets the city. The drapes stand fully open, allowing a soft, bluish cast to settle around us.Your hand gripping mine, I use it as leverage to turn you and pull you to me as the door closes with a deep thud. Just us now, both slightly disheveled, our clothes not quite hanging right on our...
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