“Shit, I need a to drain the python!”
“What?” Trump was not aware of the idiom. “Yes?”
“Is this Mr. Sex vedio Sex. “Speaking.”
“It’s Faye Salgado here, with the England’s woman’s cricket team. She walked into Trump’s campaign office with a swish of her booty, she wore a short-skirted business suit which Alan found incredibly attractive but it was Trump she wanted. “Have that Alan, you can still smell her!”
Alan grabbed them, stuffed them in his pocket, downed his drink and left. He called Margaret, he was sure she had been involved with bringing the team to the White House in the first place. Nothing Alan you carry on, what’s next? “Where are you taking me?” Trump asked, feeling a little anxious for the first time. It was too late, Manning was already halfway across the field. A wave of depression fell over her as she thought about what might have been. The eruption was just as joyous for Trump as he moaned. Trump let out a huff. Manning finished by slapping her cock on Trump’s mouth to ensure he had her final offerings for the night.
