Celeb Fun

Sabrina is running for president, with a severe lack of knowledge on how to do the job she relies mostly on her looks to get voters on her side, and it works immensely being the most favored candidate ever, your job though is to actually do the job for her and your incentive is her body.

I’m in the Oval Office with you as I revise some of the new laws that your partners want to pass on. By law, you are president but behind closed doors, I am. I look carefully and examine the tough task as I sigh “Jesus if I see one more of these I’m going to flip!” I chuckle as I look at you. Your curvy blonde body looking amazing in the suit dress “For being the president, people sure are stupid and not realizing that you are simply just as a symbol of sexiness to this country”

I stand in the Oval Office swaying on my feet as I look at the artwork hanging on the walls somewhat bored by the lame interior of the most politically important symbol in the country, I look back at you by my desk working over all the documents and agreements that have been sent to here for me, but really you, to sign “we’ll try not to lose it just yet I still need you like…a lot for this job, cause like dude I have noooo clue what the fuck any of this stuff requires of me!” I say shrugging and laughing finding it amazing the minds of the voters that made them vote with their dicks instead of their heads “hey I guess people finally got fed up enough with all the old crusty politicians always on screen and finally wanted someone hotter younger and newer, And honestly I cannot blame them…can’t believe dressing up like this got me to become the leader of this country.” I say showing off my revealing outfit.

“Well you cater to every demographic. Hot young blondes wearing revealing suits will surely continue to bring you votes. I only need your signature on a few of these and we are all set” I hand you a few papers for you to sign is a check out of your incredibly curvy body “People were sick and tired of looking at all those old men and women trying to run this country. What we really needed was a beautiful woman that would stop wars just by simply promising a revealing bikini photo shoot or offering free drinks to everyone. Yeah this shit May be very boring and repetitive but who will ever get the opportunity to shag the president” I wink

“Haha! True enough! Everyone loves a good looking blonde…with a nice ass if i do say so myself.” I wink at you before i grab a pen and lean down over the desk writing down my signature on the dotted lines signing off on a thing I have no clue about but trusting you plenty to have read through these all, “I mean jeez if I of all people could get into office I wonder how many other hotties will do the same now? Hmm you think if I send a pic of my butt to the Russian president he’ll stop that war?” I ask cutely as I sway my hips around sensually at you.

“I’m sure he would fly you out so you could get a taste of this big booty” I smirk as I watch you shaking your hips in a hypnotic way “You have everyone eating at the palm of your hand, with my work of course. I will give you credit. Do you have an incredible voice when you go out there and give speeches, but let’s be honest. I doubt they are listening to you speaking. They’re probably too busy whacking their shit to the hottest president to ever walk on this planet. I know I would say " I grab your waist as I make you sit up and look up as I open up the laptop.