Your Breeding Slut

The stream is still live, comments flooding in at a dizzying rate. Jennifer keeps the phone steady, panning slowly between Taya’s cum-glazed face and her heaving, red-marked tits.

Taya remains on her knees, breathing hard, your thick load still dripping down her cheeks and chin onto her massive breasts. She looks completely fucked-out already, eyes glassy and submissive.

You stroke your still-hard cock above her and speak calmly.

“Don’t wipe it off. Wear my cum while I breed you. Understand?”

Taya nods eagerly, a broken, eager little smile forming on her cum-covered lips. “Yes, Mr. President… I’m your good girl. I want you to breed me.”

You pull her up by her hair and bend her over the Resolute Desk again, her huge tits squishing against the polished wood. Jennifer adjusts the camera angle to perfectly capture the breeding position.

You rub your cock up and down her soaked slit before slamming back into her tight cunt with one brutal thrust. Taya moans loudly, pushing her ass back against you like a **** slut.

“Fuuuuck - thank you, sir,” she whimpers, already sounding cock-drunk. “My pussy is so full…”

You start pounding her with long, heavy strokes, bottoming out against her cervix every single time.

“That’s it. Good girl,” you praise, gripping her hips tighter. “Take every inch. This cunt is going to take my seed tonight.”

Taya’s eyes roll back as she melts into full goonette mode. Her tongue hangs slightly out, drooling onto the desk while her massive tits scrape back and forth against the wood.

“Yes… I’m your good girl… breed me, please…” she babbles, voice airy and broken. “I’ll be such a good breeding slut for you… just use my cunt… ruin it for anyone else…”

You reach around and rub her swollen clit while hammering her deeper. Her pussy flutters and gushes around you, creaming your shaft.

“Good fucking girl,” you growl, spanking her ass hard. “Look at the camera and tell your followers what you are.”

Taya turns her head, cum still dripping from her face, and stares straight into the lens with hazy, submissive eyes.

“I’m… I’m the President’s breeding whore,” she moans shamelessly. “My tits and cunt belong to him… Please cum inside me… knock me up on live…”

You reward her by fucking her even harder, the desk creaking loudly under the ****. You switch positions, sitting in the presidential chair and pulling her on top so she can ride you. Taya immediately starts bouncing on your cock like a woman possessed, her enormous tits slapping against her chest with every drop.

You grab two handfuls of her soft, heavy breasts and squeeze them as she rides.

“Good girl… ride it just like that. Work that breeding pussy on me,” you praise.

Taya’s head falls back, mouth open in constant whimpering moans. She’s completely gone - gooning hard, hips rolling and grinding, chasing the stretch of your cock.

“I’ll be such a good mommy for your babies… I promise… just keep using me… I’m your dumb titty breeding toy…” she whines, completely lost in subspace.

You thrust up to meet her, pounding her cervix relentlessly while Jennifer circles with the phone, capturing every bounce, every jiggle of her cum-covered tits, and every **** expression on Taya’s face.

You feel her pussy start clenching harder, teetering right on the edge, but you slow your pace just enough to keep her denied.

“Not yet,” you tell her firmly, slapping her tits. “You don’t cum until I’ve pumped you full. Hold it like a good girl.”

Taya nods frantically, tears of overwhelming pleasure in her eyes.

“Yes, Mr. President… I’ll hold it… I’m your good girl… please breed me… I need it so bad…”

You pull her down into a deep, brutal kiss, still buried to the hilt inside her dripping cunt, and prepare to edge her perfect body for the rest of the stream.