1. The Secret Life of William Howard Taft


    Date: 12/17/2017, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Authoritarian, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Job / Office Sex, Straight Sex, Mature, Older, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: prettynun2010, Source: sexstories.com

    **co writing with my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf** Secret life of William Howard Taft 1910, America as a visitor from the Far East, Mrs. Malinee, or nickname Mali, the 32 years old ambassador from the mysterious land of Mueang Thai, or what Westerners knew as Siam, The America was full of thrills and excitement for men and especially for women. They were enjoying more and more freedoms, instead of being kept at home and unable to do little more than have babies and keep house, now they were working in jobs and earning money of their own, drinking with men in bars and living the "Flapper" lifestyle of parties and indulgence. She would have come to this wild, free America as an ambassador, a citizen of her country that had traveled to find out about this odd, young country and to extend her people's greetings to the United States President. She would be ushered into the Oval Office, the center of power in the White House, by an elderly white-haired man in a deep black, crisp and starched suit of a butler. As she pad over the carpeted floor to stand before the great oak desk of the President, she see his great head bowed down, concentrating intently on the papers he is writing notes on. She’s beautiful in her beaded dress, her hair curled and short in the fashion of the day, around her neck long strings of pearls and tiny glittering stones of a necklace. her makeup, typical of a careless quite young girl in that time, is almost scandalous and perfect; her cheeks are rouged ...
    red, her almond eyes painted brightly and her lips a slash of scarlet red. Putting down his pen, President Taft's voice is deep and strong as he begins to greet her as a welcome visitor, then stops speaking as he looks up at her, standing at the other side of his desk. She feel the heat of a blush on her cheek as he slowly rises from his creaking chair, her eyes widening and she suck in a little breath of air as she see this behemoth rising before her. His light, thin hair is greased down and neatly combed, his impressively curled mustache sits over thick, fat lips that he licks to wetten, his fleshy chins flow from under his jaw and from his chest down he simply swells to an enormous girth. His shirt she can see has a small ring of dried sweat around the collar of his neck, but is otherwise white and stiff. His golden vest with tiny red swirls of flowers sewn in to the fabric was custom-made for his size, but it still strains as he walks around the desk towards her, holding most of his wobbling gut in check. His dark coat seems to barely make the journey around his broad backside to join by one tortuous button on his belly. Obviously enchanted by her exotic Asian charm, the President gently takes her small hand in his own fleshy one and raises it to his lips, kissing it tenderly in greeting. Her heart flutters as she feel overwhelmed standing before him; his size is so much greater than her, she fleetingly wonder that if he were to trip and fall upon her, would she will be ...
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