With such pleasurable inconvenience, President Rachel intruded into my personal space.
With the rage that filled me, from battling with my lust and commitment.
Despite not being experienced in sexual interactions, I was once addicted to pornography and I learned from it.
I decided to take matters into my own hands, as I twisted her hair on my hand, gripping her tight.
Showed no mercy, as I hurled her.
As I speared her throat in multiple murderous thrusts under a second.
A 9inch, veiny black cock, went through her throat, shifting her guts.
Her eyes instantly widened out of shock as her body jerked to a halt.
She threw up uncontrollably on my lap and waist, forcing her way off my cock, with a pat on my body, I let her go.
"Auughhh, F*ck me! You simpleton."
"That's what a sneaky slut like you deserves, Rachel."
"What do you expect?, after you got me turned on awhile ago—."
"I yearned to see what that cock could do, after I felt myself softening towards you—."
"But don't get too excited, I'm still aggressive enough to bully you."
"You seem to enjoy getting on my nerves Rachel."
"Hope it doesn't backfire on you."
One vicious grip on her head, as I got up from my bed, pulling her down to the floor, I slammed her down.
As she knelt before me, brutally giving her a slap to her face.
What a shame for such a prestigious figure, to worship a once peasant cock, but now seems to be divinely—amplified.
"I wa wan-want"… she tried to speak.
"Shush you mighty whore, you're nothing more than a plaything to me."
"Keep your eyes on me, while I ruin your throat, I need to keep you shut for the rest of the week."
She yelped frantically for my compassion.
Both my hands gripped and pulled so deep into her hair I felt her scalp relinquish.
Her mouth was already agape, with her tongue lolling out like a dog, drooling in anticipation.
I fixed her mouth to the right spot, facing the tip of my cock, I ferociously plunged past her tongue, delivering heavy blows into her throat, as I kept forcing it deep, until her face mashed flat into my groin.
lips were stretched so wide, blister cuts surfaced at the edge of her lips.
She tried to breathe, convulsing, trembling, sobbing for help, at the top of her lungs, but it wasn't loud enough.
Gagging thick ropes of saliva sputtered out from her mouth as I dragged back barely an inch and immediately rammed again, pulling her head back and forth into my cock.
I went deeper and harder, increasing the tempo, like I wanted to crush her head with my cock, And tear through her neck.
She remained helpless at my feet, as her throat detonated.
Her hands curled up crookedly, toes stiffened, like she was on the verge of passing out from a stroke.
My ass and thighs cramped up firm, as my movement stiffened up to release, my legs could barely hold my body anymore as I staggered she noticed and clawed her fingers on my ass, nails carving deep on the surface, as shears of my skin narrowed in her fingers.
And shoved faster, harder and deeper, choking herself on purpose, inflicting her own ruin, not once did she try to pull herself away.
Thick spew of scalding cum blasted out, throb-after-throb spilling into her throat, so much she couldn't swallow it all, throwing up instantly, cream bubbling from her mouth and nose, she guzzled frantically, as I held her skull tight to my groin until the last drop of cum.
She gagged so much it made her stomach heave, causing a messy lake of filth below them,
Ruined mouth in thick frothy ropes of saliva and Cum exploding all over her chin, splattered on her large soft boobs down to her thighs.
Dripping post-cum ropes off my cock, I swung it, brutal whipping across her face with glistening strands.
Rachel's eyes rolling and ruined locked on mine, worship despairingly, she sobbed around my cock grateful and broken, cock-drunk murmurs.
She collapsed forwards coughing, laughing miserably, crying joyfully all at once in such a wretched spectacle.
Her face became a destroyed masterpiece of smudge makeup, spit and tears, she looked so hungover, faced fucked beyond recognition.
She looked up at me, all battered in filth, and smiled at me like she found redemption in me.
"Thank you my savior" with a raspy, croaked voice she said to me, barely audible.
While I stared down at a woman that tried to make me feel less of myself, now laying down in a pool of her own filth semi naked as her titties we're out but had her mini skirt on.
She quivered frantically, her eyes glazed with worship.
I hurled her up by the hair, dragging her to my door, and as I opened the first person's I saw right in front of me was Olivia Cyrus and Agent Ava.
Looking so starstruck to the scenery of what stood before them.
"Omg!!, president Rachel!! are you okay ?"… Olivia asked
"And why aren't you wearing anything?"
Both her Ava stared astonishingly from my head to my feet.
They thirst at my naked body, biting their lips.
"She's fine, that's what she deserves for being a dirty whore".. I replied for her sake, as she muffled indistinctly.
"How could you do such a thing to the President of this great nation?."
But deep down Olivia felt jealous, thinking him and Rachel shared his first sexual intercouse
"Well when she's better you can go ahead and ask her, as for now she's broken with gratitude."
"I'm leaving her to you know."
"Uhm please hold on, I and Agent Ava was about to inform you on the intel we found about your speculated fiancée.
"Because there seems to be 5 more people who bare that same name so we wanted you to come with us."
"Okay then let me go dress up, but attend to Rachel first."
"She cured my itch."
"I'll be with you in the next 10 minutes."