The first time I saw her my eyes fixed on her deep cleavage. She wore a low neck top which exposed lots of her cleavage. I just wanted to boob fuck he... right there. Her stats were 36D-32-36. She was a bit fat and medium in complexion. She was only fuckable.On that day during campaign I peeped into her cleavage and she got to know that I am watching it. She was angry but silent. But at one place she once held my hand so tight that her boob was on my elbow. God it was the softest thing I have. "What happened that afternoon in Denver boss?" Questioned Alan."Haha Alan, I knew you had a thing for that fine assed black woman." Snorted Trump. "Do you really want all the details?" Well, yes and no at the same time boss, just tell me." Alan went on."She glided into my office," replied Trump, with a knowing look in his eye, "and I knew at that moment that she wanted something from me. She asked for cash to help with some homeless charity in downtown Denver. Well you know what my response. Kate was obviously enjoying herself as much as I was. She reached down, pulled up her tiny skirt and rubbed her pussy through her white cotton panties. I was in a trance as she mechanically bobbed up and down on my dick. She finally took a break and pouted as she looked into my eyes. Then she said, "Don't you think maybe it's my turn?" All I could think was ,'fuck yeah!' I couldn't wait to see what was hiding under those cute panties.I pulled her up by her arms and tried to kiss her while. " And does my new bride have someplace in mind?" Uh-huh. I think we should visit your sister." And she smiled."So do we leave Friday after work or Saturday morning early?" I knew if she was proposing something, she already had her version of a plan."Saturday morning early," she said. "That way we can have a good night's sleep here, instead of getting to Louisiana at eleven and then..." Good idea, baby," I said. "Of course, the weather..." Of course, silly," she said. "There's always that. But.