#325107 - Her eyes cannot leave his features as she gaze with shining eyes at his fascinating body, taking every opportunity to touch his arm, to lean in to him, to even lay a hand on his firm, fat stomach as she giggle over some clever take of her homeland that she have amused him with. As he pulls free of her, he rolls her over onto her back, the papers on his desk rustling under her dress as he raises her legs and splays them wide open, her dress hiked up to her waist; she can scarce believe that the President of the United States is fucking her so well, but she’s happily reassured that he is as his thick sweating gut presses down on her own belly. She decides that for the sake of their two peoples, she shall stay with him for as long as she can.