I entered the dark Russian hotel room, noticing how low quality the room was compared to my own hotels.
I sat on the bed and sipped a bubble water I purchased from a beautiful Slavic street vendor, she must have been about 23, perky nipples standing through her lace shirt from the cold Moscow air. Her memory caused my boner to rise in my dress pants, many such cases.
I laid down, and began to unzip my pants, getting ready to fire it up. Relaxed, I grabbed a hold of my tower...
KNOCK KNOCK!
I quickly sheathed my monster white cock.
Meyistyer Tromp. It is K Jeeing-Be. I yam bringink you your Russian whore for evenink.
I walked to the door thinking, wow, these Russians are people I could work with in the future if I ever got into office.
Yes, hello. Sure, come in.
A broad, strong, and short Russian man brought with him a long tall woman with large breasts, and a perfectly fuckable ass.
She yiz tightest poosey in Moscow. Go head. Grab.
I wasn't sure what to do. But I sensed a strong feeling of hospitality from this uni-browed man. And a strong sense of wanting to please from the Russian woman. I did.
The pussy audibly snapped with excitement, as if it was trained to do so.
Yeye wilk be leavink you now. Please fuck yand piss yall over yher.
He left and closed the door.
So, Mr. Trump. I heard you want to piss all over me and also drink my piss?
What... I mean... What??
Open your mouth Mr. Trump.
She pushed him on the bed and began spraying his open mouth with a slightly vodka tasting yellow piss. A warm steam arose from his face.
I gurgled and tried to get away from the large woman, but I couldn't and almost didn't to.
Now, I am thirsty.
She grabbed his cock and sucked it. Sucked it like a tit.
Baby Russian girl want her piss. Give baby Russian girl her piss.
I tried to piss out my boner, but I couldn't do it.
She got up.
Oh, maybe you need more fluids.
She began to fill his mouth up again.