First, it's time for new traditions

You stare at Penelope. You want this woman, and you want her now. You know you already had sex countless time with her in this reality, you can even access the memories of it, but you didn't live it. You want to feel her tight pussy around your dick like it's the first time.

Sure, everybody's looking, but you can easily get rid of this problem by turning it into 'not a problem at all'.

"Penelope, could you please give me something to write?"

She looks surprised, but hand you a pen and a notepad. "What is that for?" she asks.

"Don't worry about it, just something I need to get out of my mind."

• From now on, nobody will be shocked to see the leader of the world having sex in public.

You then rip the leaf out of the pad and hide it in your pocket, while the cheers from the crowd gradually decrease as people are wondering what's happening and why you're not paying attention anymore. You then turn to your secretary and order "Grab the railing, bend over and spread your legs."

She turns you a quizzical look, then smiles and obeys. "I'm not sure about what's on your mind, but I think I like it."

You smile back and position yourself right behind her, and slowly raise her skirt to unveil a marvelous stern and a sexy black lace thong. Your hands then slide along her flanks while you rub your crotch against her rump. "I think we'll both like it." you answer while seizing her boobs and kneading them through her cloth.

The silent crowd suddenly erupt in plaudits. "They might like it too." you add, tearing the jacket appart. Buttons are flying across the street, and a few women run to pick it up, but most of them are looking at your hands massaging the gigantic chest of the latino girl.

"Hmm... Lord Hazelton, I wouldn't have guessed you had it in you."

"You haven't seen anything yet..." You continue squeezing her tits for a few seconds, then your hands go back to her underwear.

"Are you going too..." You answer her question by drawing it down to her knees, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy whose puffy labias look like their begging you to feed them. And your soft heart prevent you from letting them starve. You pull your dick out of your pant and seize Penelope waist while plunging your shaft into her. You're so eager to fuck the bitch, she's almost projected above the rail. You hear her moan and can see her melons swinging above the cheering crowd.

You start going in and out of her frantically, making her scream in pleasure, and your hands resume to playing with her bust.

"You... You were right!" she whimpers. "I think they... like it!"

"Yeah... If I didn't know best... I might be led to believe you like it too. Maybe I will make it a new tradition."

"Ho yes!" she yells, and you don't know wether it's in reaction to your statement or your violation of her body. "Though... maybe you sh... should think about current traditions too?"