She’s writhing, naked on this piano. Her breasts are perky, firm, her pussy fucking gorgeous and wet. She gets my briefs off and wraps both hands around my cock, stroking me like that.

“Shit, Mr. President,” she whispers. “I had no clue you were so…”

“Endowed?”

She nods. “Big.”

I smirk. “I’m your big Daddy then.”

I kiss her again as she strokes me, both her hands barely wrapping around my cock. I can’t wait to find out if she can fucking take me all the way or not.

I think she can.

I slide my fingers inside her, fucking her with them. She’s rolling her hips, moaning, leaning back now. I kiss her breasts, bite her nipple, my cock hard as fuck.

I pull her down off the piano. I can’t take this anymore. I spin her around, push her hands forward, pinning her there.

I slap her perky little ass. It’s firm and thick, a perfect little bubble. I slap it again, leaving a handprint.

“Fuck,” she gasps. “Be gentle, Daddy.”

“You want gentle?” I laugh, teasing her pussy with my cock. “I think you’re with the wrong man.”

She groans as I grab her hair and rub her clit with my hand. I press my cock against her wet pussy, just teasing her with it, waiting for the right moment.

She groans, rolls her hips, shimmies a bit. I push her forward, down onto her elbows. I slap her ass again, pull her hair, rolling my fingers around her clit. She’s moaning, saying my name. “Fuck, Daddy,” over and over.

I press my cock against her. I hear her take a sharp breath.

I slide myself inside.

She groans. I spread her nice and wide, get her legs wide open, as I slowly sink my cock inside. She groans, half in pain, half in pleasure. I let her take a second to get used to my size.

Slowly, I press myself deeper. She takes me just like I knew she would. I sink deep between her legs, filling her up, the warmth of her pussy flooding around my hard cock.

It feels so fucking good. She’s tight as a fucking vise. I slowly start to fuck her, slapping her ass again.

I love this view. Her big, round ass under my hands, her tone body bent over this historic fucking piano.

I want to fuck her on every surface in here. I want to make her sweat and moan and come so hard, her orgasm will haunt this room forever.

I fuck her faster now. I can’t help myself. I feel like a fucking animal. She looks over her shoulder, full lips parted, face concentrating.

“Fuck, Daddy,” she pants. “I don’t know.”

“You can take it,” I say, leaning over her. I bury myself inside, kissing her lips. “You can handle it.”

“Oh, fuck,” she says. “Well, when you say it that way.”

“You want to come on this big cock, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“You want to come for your President? Make your country proud?”

“Oh, god,” she moans. “Yes.”

“Then you’d better get to work, citizen. Your President Daddy needs this tight pussy.”

She groans and starts to move her hips. Slowly at first, she moves in circles, my cock buried deep inside of her.

I love the way she moves her hips. She makes it look easy, sliding in slow circles. She moves forward, sliding me out, and back, sliding me in. I let her take over, teasing her clit with my fingers, feeling her breasts, her nipples. I slap her ass as she starts to move faster.

I love the way her back muscles tense and tighten. Every inch of her is so fucking sexy to me. She moves faster, rolling her hips, bucking back and forth.

Until she’s moving fast enough. I slap her ass and grab her hips, thrusting deep. She gasps, eyes wide.

I take over from here. I fuck her deep and hard, low and slow thrusts. I reach around her hips, rubbing her clit, making her moan. I love this fucking ass, this fucking body. I love the way she pants and groans as my cock fills her, fucks her, makes her beg my name.

I thrust harder. I take her hair in my hand, grip it, fuck her. She starts moving faster, and I can tell she’s getting there.

I pull back, grab her hips. I lead her to one of the couches, some fucking heirloom from Lincoln or whatever. I sit back and let her straddle me, taking a nipple in my lips.

She sinks down onto my cock and rides me on this historic couch.

I grab her hips, helping her work. I can tell she’s starting to sweat, her whole body tense, every inch of her moving along my big dick. I kiss her lips, her neck, her chest. I tease her nipples with my tongue.

She grinds against me, faster and faster, panting in my ear. “Oh, god, Daddy,” she whispers. “I’m so fucking close.”

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