He really should finish his tweet, but the noise probably meant that Ivanka was home. And there was no time to waste.Donald quickly slid out of bed, d...opping his phone on the floor. As the phone fell, it grazed his hand, and he unknowingly hit “Send”. The relatively-quiet noise of the phone dropping didn’t deter him. He peeked through the eyehole of his bedroom door to assess the situation.Ivanka (or whomever) had closed the hallway door, but left the door to her office open. Perfect. Wanting. But back then I was so innocent, I didn't connect the dots at first, it took me longer than I'd like to admit too.."You've got a nice cock there son, your girl must be happy with you." he smirked at me and I realised he'd been taking glances of my cock while I'd been pissing, I quickly went to put it away but he spoke up "Oh, don't put it away, I like looking at it, it's a good cock.", I was shocked but slightly flattered, I don't know why I went along with him but I did, I moved my hand away. Eventually his determination paid off, a second hand was uncovered, and the fingers poking from the ruined gloves were pink and warm. They flexed as he licked the thick coating of grime, and reached for his furred snout.The very earth under him shook, and excitedly he hurried away to sit on the solid, grassy ground. His head cocked to one side, he waited, expectant. The bulge in the shallow grave grew, and then the dark soil erupted! A figure emerged, showering the glade with fine dust. It. She tells me to stand up and fuck her, right there on her car bonnet, with out a word and lift her legs onto my shoulders, once again pull her lace thong to the side and rub my erect cock along her warm moist slit.Just "FUCK ME" she says, and force my cock into cunt, with strong powerful stokes I pump away, her purring changes moaning as another O builds up, I feel her orgasm, squeezing my cock, trying to get me to surrender to cum.I pull out and turn her around, I pull her thong down to just.