Tommy Slut
Don awoke; his body numb all over except for the agonizing pain that pounded against the back of his skull like a jack hammer. He sat up with a groan and noticed the pale complexion of Tom's form huddled up a few feet away; his plump rolls spilling over like melted cheese. Don felt his member twitch but decided not to act upon his wild lust and crawled over to Tom's trembling form.
It seems as though they were in a cave of sorts with nothing but miles of sand and rock outside of their shelter. Don reached out to touch Tom's shoulder and immediately Tom let out a high pitched squeal; jerking away from the lean American gremlin.
"D-Don't touch me!" Tom squeaked, his already high voice going up another octave.
"Boo, what's wrong?" Don asked, his sexy voice shocking Tom with a series of mini-orgasms that caused his pathetic member to tremble and ooze his man milk.
"I...I killed those men...I...I just lost it. I'm a murderer!" Tom blabbered as he snotted and drooled all over his sexy, plump tits and muffin top.
"Sugar Twat, you saved us; you saved me. You don't need to feel ashamed." Don whispered softly, trailing his nimble fingers up Tom's rather flabby ass crack; the snug crack coating his fingers with ass-pussy juice.
"D-Don..."Tom quivered, his body betraying him as his shriveled 1.5 inch dick peaked out from his untamed pubes.
"Yes...Just give in and forget about what happened. I'll make you forget..."Don moaned as he pressed his orange sized areloa's against the piggish Brit's back.
"Don...DONALD TRUMP!" Tom shrieked as he experienced one of the most earth shattering orgasms he'd ever had without even having to touch himself. A huge quantity of cum painting the caves wall like a fire hose.
Don was shocked, his heart throbbing painfully at the betrayal, the agony that Tom just inflicted onto him. The fact that the little cum whore nutted so hard made it even worse and boiling hot rage flared inside the American's gut.
"D-Don...it isn't what you thin-KYAH!" Tom screeched as Don's once tender hands gripped him roughly and slammed him into the sandy ground.
"You fucking slut, you like that racist bigot?" The hunk of a man snarled, his huge ass nose contorting and scrunching up as he snarled and he almost resembled a troll. His thin arms crushing him against the ground like some feminist pig; it was just to much.
Tom felt his stomach lurch and he puked up his stomach contents; his face getting smeared in his own fluids. The smell of stomach bile and half digested food filled his nose and he almost gagged again.
"I'll show you how to REALLY grab a bitch by her pussy!" Don roared like a beast and thrust his whole arm into Tom's boypussy and began to churn it up like a nice, chocolate milkshake that no man could resist chugging down.
"STOP, DON! I'M SORRY!" The slut gritted out, his insides feeling like they were being twisted up by a mixer.
"I AM YOUR PRESIDENT NOW, BITCH!" Don cackled manically and shot his hand through Tom's anus walls to grabs his plump balls and jerk them up and down. Tom went wild; moaning like a filthy whore as both his anus and balls were stimulated by his lovers hand.
"Yes! YES! YOU ARE MY PRESIDENT, DADDY!" Tom screamed as he came hard, his balls spasming in Don's tight grip and he collapsed in on himself. They sat in silence, nothing but their heavy breathing filling the cave and then the wet slurping sounds as Tom's asshole clung to Don's receding fist.
"Sleep, when you awake you'll be safe, my queen." Don whispered into the mentally unstable Brit's ears and he let sleep take him; trusting Don to take care of him….and their baby.
To Be Continued...
