~Wet G-string~
Mr. President couldn’t throw away his gaze. He wished he could but he only saw that he was struggling to fight off the cutest pussy he had ever seen.
“Stop this minute, Aku! Stop!” he mumbled and swallowed hard, “Stop!” he commanded yet further. “Don’t you realize this is an office?”
But Aku was mean and there was no stopping her. Forcefully she stooped and her big braless tits slapped together once she shook her body in anger.
“Oh my world!” Mr. President exclaimed and stared at her nude image on the news paper to see that those boobs were real.
“What would you have me do, Mr. President? I hear your wife has lost her sanity and is at the rehab, and to think of the fact that you have work up your sleeves, you must be fucking sex starved now…”
“No! I wouldn’t take that from you. You owe my wife some respect. Just stop this minute. I only invited you to talk sense into your thick skull and I think I just did that, so you can take your leave…” he smacked his lips and kept shut when she, slid her hands between her thighs and started fingering her wet pussy.
“Tell me you don’t want this pussy,” she said and sat on the desk with one leg raised, leaving her pussy lips open.
You can leave, Aku. I love my wife. I don’t want your public pussy.” He swallowed hard and confirmed within himself he actually needed some fuck, but wouldn’t know how to tell her.
“Ok I will leave,” Aku said, picked up her mini gown and squeezed into it. “Thank you for your time, Mr. President,” she said and advanced to him and squeezed his cock.
“Leave!” he ordered and pointed at the door, “Just leave!”
The door sensed her and she walked out. Her big butt rolled uncontrollably that Mr. President could not take his eyes off it until the door slammed.
Upon getting to the final exit, about to leave, the security came on her way, stopping her.
“Are you stupid?” she queried, shooting her red eyes at them, “Get the hell out of my way, bitches!” she barked.
“I am sorry ma’am for acting so stupid,” one of them said, “But Mr. president just passed an order.”
“What order is that if I may ask?” she asked anxiously.
He says you must not leave the building,” another security said, “You must return to his office immediately.”
Aku forced a smile and shook her head thoughtfully.
“We are sorry ma’am,” another security said apologetically.
The party of security led the way and took her back to the office of Mr. President.
When she got into the office, she saw no one except for the voice of Mr. Presient which sounded from the bathroom.
“Glad to have you back, Aku. I forgot to tell you something and if you don’t mind you can make yourself comfortable.”
She barked, “What fucking comfortable! At least you could have called me on phone rather than the embarrassment. You ordered me out of your office yet you don’t want me to leave. What fucking punishment is that?”
She was yet shouting when the door creaked open and Mr. President walked out of the bathroom naked with his small dick pointing at the ceiling.
“You got me in the mood, Aku. I am fucking horny right now. And if you don’t mind I would love to devour that cunt of yours with this,” he mumbled and stroked his dick.
Her gaze remained on his small dick, “Well I actually wanted to fuck but not a small dick. My pussy is too big for your dick size and it would be a waste of time if I give you the chance to fuck what is meant for adult.”
He walked gently to her side, “I know I have a small dick but have I ever fingered you?” he asked, smiling.
She tossed her head. “I am not your insane wife, so why should you be asking me that. Beside, you said you love your wife so why the hell are you suddenly interested in fucking and fingering the same public pussy, uh?”
He was standing in front of her now, with two of his fingers pulled out and the other fingers stroking his small dick.
“Way back in New York I dated you. Till date it still hurt me that you left me to marry a man that has broken your heart today. He abandoned you for a fellow man. What an embarrassment! Senator Madu may have a big dick but he has no big heart for love. We are even now, Aku. My wife is mentally deranged. You are heartbroken. We can start again and love again.”
Aku rolled her eyes at him. “Love again my foot. I never saw your dick size way back in New York and I am grateful you didn’t marry me because it is as good as not having a man. Go and increase your dick size before you can think of starting afresh with me, or fuck me, Mr. Small Dick,” she said and turned to walk out on him.
But he hastened, grabbed her hand and in response she gave him a dirty resounding slap. But there was no stopping him. He grabbed her thighs and quickly slid in two of his fingers into her pussy.
“What the fuck!” he exclaimed, “You are dry but I can make you squirt all your life if only you will give me the chance, nude model.” He grinned and fingered harder.
At this time Aku squeezed her face, bit her lower lips and lost between crying and moaning. She was about moaning when his fingers left her pussy…
“Oh fuck! Why the hell did you stop?” she queried him, gaped and raised her gown to reveal wet G-string.
“You have to beg for it,” he replied and stroked his dick.
“Please, I beg of you, finger this pussy now. You must finish what you started. You just have to do it else I will tell the whole world you got me horny with those fingers.” She placed her legs on the desk and the G-string parted her pussy lips.
Mr. President licked his fingers, “Strip, pretty cunt and get the fingering of your life.”