Presidents in Private: Dilma Roussef
Date: 9/17/2015,
Categories:
Fiction
Anal
Authoritarian,
Female/Female
Fisting,
Job/Place-of-work
Lesbian
Mature
Threesome
Author: E G Carlsson, Source: sexstories.com
... underneath. Drooling, the blonde woman opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips all around the hairy mound, sucking and licking hard on the president's hot little clit. Dilma groaned loud, shaking and gasping for breath as she held onto the table. "Oh fuck yes," she exclaimed, rubbing Hillary's head along her crotch. "Suck that old lesbian cunt, you little slut." Suddenly, remembering the young girl poised at the door, she turned her head and called for her. "Hey you," Dilma said, "come over here." The girl had remained steadfast until now, looking straight ahead and trying not to stare at the lesbian play of the two older women. She didn't know what was expected of her in this situation and so just tried to remain disciplined, which was increasingly harder to do, as she felt herself get more and more hot in her uniform. At the call of her president, the woman quickly stepped up to her. "Get back down behind me and lick my asshole," Roussef ordered. The girl swallowed. She had never done anything with a woman, let alone her boss, and the fear of disappointing her or doing anything wrong was overwhelming. Obediently, she dropped to her knees and immediately held onto Dilma's slightly saggy bottoms, running her tongue across them. Through the gap between Roussef's legs, her eyes met with the american lady's, and before the guard knew what was happening to her, Clinton pulled her closer and kissed her hard, sharing the taste of the president's pussy with her. "Now put your ...
... hand in my twat," the brazilian president told her american guest, spreading her legs wider above the women's heads. Obediently, Hillary tightened her fingers and slid them, all at once, slowly up into the wet, hairy cunt of her new found lover. The girl gasped at the sight of it, feeling her panties become very wet before she remembered her orders again and pulled Dilma's buttocks apart, running her tongue now slowly and diligently across her dark anus star. The taste was unpleasant at first, but she soon got over it and tried to get as deep as possible, wetting the president's asshole considerably with her saliva. Meanwhile, Hillary's hand was pushing further and further up the tight hot cunny of the brazilian. Her rings were rubbing nicely against Dilma's insides and she gasped for air, holding onto the table for support while she felt herself get stretched widely. "Yess," she moaned, "fuck me with your fist, you gay slut!" "Mmmmh," Hillary replied, clenching her hand to a fist deep inside Dilma's groin. "You're even kinkier than that Monica whore. She just wanted me to fuck her with cigars and cucumbers." Dilma gasped for air, almost fainting as she got stretched so hard and deep. "Uhhhhh...." she moaned. "I thought that was your husband who..." Clinton smiled. "As I said, we have an arrangement. He took the fall for it, I made sure he stayed president, and the Lewinsky girl... she could continue pissing in my mouth every time she comes." "Oh goddd!" Roussef shrieked louder, ...