Motel Inn 101

"I think the people love you as much as I do your dick." 

I push him away right about when he would have spilled his cum. Drantankis Penguin Intimissimo was a mystery I was sloy deciphering. 

Our Oval office head was a great escape from Duchy. My father. The King of the Netherlands Kingdom was such a loser I lost my head. I left him first preloaded to a Swedish loser. 

I learned a few dirty tricks in Warinya and Waree Love Motel Inn while seeing my mother. The Queen of Netherlands stroking her well polished red nails stroking the sex case of England. His Majesty Andrew Sex. 

It was our school theatre to present what sluts we made in her school. 

It was strange to think he was vying for the position to lead the people of Lithuania. 

It was our Sicht Blue coat political party. I cheated the King of the Netherlands. 

I licked his ice cream and told him my white cream moist lips. "What are you looking at slut?" 

I crawled to the frustrated male and grabbed his member. 

It twitched in my hold in anticipation. Our true sex hero Drantakis kept his eyes on me the whole time, still looking annoyed. With great precision I spat on the head, just before taking his full length in. 

My jaw hurt from the contact considering how huge he was. I grated my teeth a long the ones of his hardness. It hurt as much as I cherished my head movement. Each movements made me wonder just how I managed with his thick meat.

He was in the heavens. The true monarchy porn in communist hands. I wonder if US 45th and 46th President Dr Bio Bider and Donald Fantasy knew I could suck on him like that.

"Grazi is still sitting, somehow she has made the right allies." He mused to himself. I placed my hands on his thighs for support. He shook from that contact and a warm liquid filled my mouth. I thought of spitting the contents away but changed my mind allowing myself to swallow Drantankis seed.

It was communist presidential gift to the Dutch Monarchy.

"You should learn to hold back or else you would become prey to the wolves." 

I tell him just before wiping my mouth with the back of my hands. With all I perceived from Drantankis, it would be hard for him to stand against the other candidates. He had a good head on him but lacked the ruthlessness and craftiness that came with such position. This was exactly where I come in. We both have use for each other but I wouldn't consider us friends even though there was a benefit shared.

"I know." 

Our President mutters with his dick deflated. I was a bit disappointed, he wasn't getting hard as fast as Renato did. 

Our true friend. The carpenter from London he does not know. The true cannabis greed oil barrel master maker and part-time narco baron.

He was complacent and I craved the virility of a strong male. Drantakis wasn't fitting into the role at the moment. He seemed satisfied. I couldn't help but feel irritated by this.

The true story could not help. I filmed the true act to blackmail him. It was only a dirt porn the white case records of DVD for the King of Sweden. 

I was for now his good girlfriend and office assistant. Her school made me a true slut. 

"It's a circus out there, all my efforts are a waste." Dratankis Penguin Intimissimo made up his mind about struggles to power. 

I pull out a cigarette from my purse. Lighting up the ends and puffing off a smoke. I watch it slowly dissipate while I enjoy the warmth it provides. 

It made it easier for me to force Renato to the back of my mind. 

"True, you don't expect your opponent to stand still now." 

I mocked. It was starting to dawn on me why he had a penguin for a middle name. He was embodying the characteristics of those creatures. Still I had to applaud how tactful he was, recognizing his deficiency and acting on them.

"Shut up." My lips were clear.

"You have connections with Ligita Stratford, how do you propose I get into her inner circle?" 

Our President asked this time he was rubbing himself. His hands stroked the length of his shaft, it wasn't responding yet. Drantankis was unbothered and continued his task. 

"Yes, I do." I told him. Stratford wasn't one to dabble in affairs that weren't favourable to her. 

She knew just how to play her cards right. I had found it hard to get through to her initially. Until I found a crack in her perfect exterior and I used it as an access.

"You have the least supporters and are still attempting to play by the rules." I found myself laughing at the irony. President Drantakis had beautiful ideas that weren't fitting in the real-world. He slowly came to the realisation when rumours about him surfaced in the media. They had pinned an awful lie that he almost believed.

"I think I've learnt just how gullible I had been." He was fully erect and I took my time to admire his hardness. 

"You know these lips once sucked the King of Thailand. I enjoyed it, my lips concealed on him in the Munich Mansion while he gambled his future away." 

"You should be careful with this lady boy King. He walks like a tramp in the German Federation." 

"Yes my dear President of the Republic of Lithuania."

My mind conjured up an image of Renato instead and I winced in pain. It hurts too much to think of him, but I try to remain unfazed. Drantakis was hovering above me now. He pulled both my legs up, giving him entrance to my love gates of a great Dutch post Swed.

With the image of Renato stuck in my mind, I had created a nirvana below. I was pulsating with desire, feeling my muscle clench in anticipation. 

"You're fucking wet." He says dipping his fingers into my hole. I could feel the roughness of his finger circling within me. He puts a second and a third and increases the intensity of his hand movements. I subconsciously arched demanding for more and then he stopped his hand movements.

"What's the plan?" 

I found his attempt at seduction funny. He was playing a game I was all too fond off. It was a reward system where I get to enjoy him only when I've provided all he wanted to hear. 

However, this wasn't going to work on me since I cared less about him. 

"You're messing with the wrong lady, Drantakis." 

I latch my legs together. Going on all fours I crawl closer to him and envelope his mouth with mine. It was a slow kiss which he wasn't responsive too. I continued playing with his lips until he forced his mouth open, giving me a full entrance. 

He pulls me closer to his arms with my chest right against his and began kissing me hungrily. I could feel his hardness poking my stomach but I didn't respond to it. 

He pushes me back on the bed and spreads my legs wide. 

I continue to watch him reach out for a condom and slid it right over his erection. 

It was great to know at least this loser will protect me from Aids and Crabs his oval office carries. The true Venera loves diseases especially.

"Ahh! the Penguin is starting to become ferocious." 

I comment with a small laugh. He doesn't respond and instead sucks on my lower lips. I felt him lick the my folds in slow agony and I responded with a head push. In ecstasy I pushed him further towards my entrance urging him to continue. He delicately bites my folds, driving a jolt of electricity through me. I moan in return and puffy myself further to him. 

He obliges and continues sucking me hard until my toes curl.

"Fuuuuck Drantakis you can wield your mouth as a powerful weapon. How about talking your way through? We should continue." 

I ask him while grabbing the sheets hard. It would be easier to sweet talk Ligita Stratford into his side. All he needed were the right words to sweep her off her feet. She only spoke the language of profit margins and I'm certain he had learnt that already. 

We are now great in supply and demand.