She yanked at his zip and Trump's cock emerged like a badger eagerly leaving its hole for a nights foraging. Into her mouth she gobbled like she hadn'...t had cock in years, sliding her tongue over every inch, sucking and licking. Trump was close to blowing already at that point his phone rang. Fuck it, he thought, before seeing it was President Putin. "I got to take this". Trump called out. "I'll stop when I'm ready pal" came the retort. Trump couldn't believe his luck, if only Putin could see. ‘Oh but why?’ she couldn’t hide her disappointment, and he felt a surge of satisfaction. ‘I’ve things I need to do,’ he told her rising from the sofa. Izzy followed him to the door. ‘Dinner is at six,’ he said looking down at her. ‘Don’t make me come after you.’ ‘No Daniel,’ she said meekly. ‘It’s a dangerous game that you are playing Izzy…’ Daniel warned softly. She looked up at him with wide innocent eyes and he swore softly. His hand was shaking slightly as he cupped it around her face.. "AAAAHHH PLEASE STOP!!!!" she loudly moaned as the other stick went up her crotch. "You're all set, let's get started" Peter said with a half smile on his face. "W-w-what?" Emily said in a weak voice. Peter just smiled and walked towards her, he picked up the blowtorch, held it to her underwear around her feet, and set it on fire. "NO NO NO!!!! OH GOD PLEASE STOP!!! PETER DON'T DO THIS!!!! PLEASE DON'T BURN ME I'LL DO ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING I SWEAR!!!!!!" Emily screamed as she saw her underwear. When you have teased and tortured me with your cock, I want you to roll me over and mount me like a mare, then take over my body, my life - and my future.”“You better be sure this is what you want, because if I mount your sexy ass like that, you’re going to have my baby. Just be forewarned, if you have my baby, you will have to live with me so I can be the baby’s daddy.”“DO-IT-DAMN-IT! We’ve talked about this enough. I need you and I want you more than ever - now that I know you want me to have.