Take Taya Ferally

You break the kiss with a growl and suddenly stand up, keeping Taya impaled on your cock. Her legs wrap around your waist instinctively as you carry her like a fucktoy back to the Resolute Desk. Jennifer follows eagerly with the phone, zooming in close.

You slam her down onto her back and immediately start breeding her with feral, animalistic strokes - hips snapping forward like a beast in rut. The wet, violent slap of your heavy balls against her ass echoes through the Oval Office.

“Fuck yes - that’s my good girl,” you snarl, teeth bared as you rail her. “Take it. Take every fucking inch like the **** breeding sow you are.”

Taya’s eyes roll back, mouth hanging open in a constant, broken ahegao expression. Drool and leftover cum run down her chin as her massive tits bounce wildly with every savage thrust.

“Yes sir! I’m your good girl. Your breeding sow- oh my god-!” she wails, completely lost in goonette bliss. Her tongue lolls out, eyes crossed, pussy gushing and creaming around your cock like a broken faucet.

You grab her ankles, spread her legs obscenely wide, and fold her in half. The new angle lets you hammer straight down into her cervix with brutal, womb-crushing strokes.

“Gonna knock these tits up,” you growl, leaning down to bite and suck hard on one of her fat nipples. “Gonna pump you so full of cum your belly swells before you even leave this room. You want that, don’t you?”

Taya nods frantically, sobbing with pleasure. “Yes! Please breed me! Ruin me. I’m just a set of tits and a breeding cunt for you, Mr. President. I’m your good girl. Your stupid, cock-drunk breeding pet!”

You go completely feral - pounding her like you’re trying to break her pelvis. The desk shakes. Her pussy squelches obscenely, spraying clear girl-cum every few strokes. Jennifer is breathing hard behind the camera, clearly turned on by the raw destruction.

You flip her over onto her stomach, yank her hips up, and mount her like a bitch in heat. One hand fists her hair, the other slaps her ass red as you rail her even deeper.

“Good fucking girl, arch that back. Present that womb to me,” you command, voice rough and primal.

Taya pushes her ass higher, drooling onto the desk, completely submissive and cock-broken. “Breed me - breed me - breed me -” she chants like a mantra between broken moans, her voice hoarse and needy. “I need your babies - I’ll be such a good mommy slut, just keep fucking my cunt raw!”

You reach under her and maul her swinging tits, pinching and twisting her nipples while you destroy her pussy from behind. Her walls flutter and clamp down like she’s trying to suck the cum straight from your balls.

You slow just enough to edge her again, grinding deep and refusing to let either of you cum.

Taya starts crying real tears of **** frustration, pushing back frantically against you.

“Please, please, I’m losing my mind. I need your load. I’ll do anything! I’m your good girl, I swear. Just breed me like an animal. Flood me, ruin me!”

You lean over her back, bite down on her shoulder, and growl right in her ear:

“Not yet, breeding bitch. I’m nowhere near done using this perfect cunt.”

You start the brutal cycle all over again - switching between savage doggy, piledriver, and riding positions, keeping her right on the razor’s edge while the livestream watches her slowly turn into a drooling, feral breeding goonette for the entire world.