Breeder's Purge Night Epilogue

A week later at the Annual Purge Night Awards Dinner I learned that I didn't win 1st place in this years Purge, even though I had the high score by three points. The rules read that hunters may kill "a" partner if that partner is deemed to be detrimental to the hunt. Mr Hill ruled 'a partner' means one partner and since I killed two I would be docked 5 points and finish second. Oh well, there's always next year. He did make me up a nice plate of my prey including Fem's vagina which I ate down to the pelvic bone.

President AOC gave a speech that nobody in the room understood but most wanted to fuck her anyway. She also gave out the medals. She whispered in my ear as she placed my 2nd place medal around my neck, "Meet me out by my limo in ten."

She was waiting by the rear door of the huge black caddie, which she had promised during the campaign to 86, but hadn't yet. I approached causing three Secret Service guys to rush me. "Wait," she said walking up to me. "I asked him to meet me here." One of the agents pulled up a wand to scan me for weapons. "Don't bother, Steve. I know he's heavily armed," she smiled grabbing my cock and balls. "He will ride in the back with me on the way to the airport. Don't worry if you hear me scream." She motioned for me to climb in. "What's our ETA for D.C.? she asked the man.

"4 hours, Ma'am." he replied.

"Perfect I should be horny again by then. Set up a gangbang for 30 minutes after touchdown in the Oval. Make sure those two new intern chicks are included. I feel like doing some Muff... guess you can't call it Muff Diving anymore since almost nobodies got a Muff anymore. Shit I remember when I was a freshman in congress Speaker Nancy had this hairy wild and wooly, grey beaver, can't say Beaver Shot anymore either. Took the whole squad just to part it before you could get a tongue in her gash." she smiled as she had her skirt up and was rubbing her pantyless snatch. "Now she's got this cute little landing strip. Oh Steve, make sure you include that dude with the Big Black Cock who made you his bitch last month when we were in Dallas." He nodded as she jump in back with me.

She stripped quickly and laid spread out on bench seat "Now Mr Hunter, fuck the shit out of your President."

I boned her every which way. Ass, pussy, throat. I also slapped her face, pulled her hair, belly punched her, spit on her, mauled her tits, twisted her nipples, made her stick her tongue deep in my ass, lick my balls, get spanked until her ass was cherry red. She screamed, cried, begged, pleaded for mercy, pleaded for more. Near the end I sat back on the car's cushioned seat, my dick standing tall, made her place her legs outside of my thighs and squat down on my cock.

"That's it bitch. Fuck me Amazon style." She went to work at a rapid pace. My cum blast was so powerful that is blew her off my dick and sent her slamming into the limo's dividing partition. She slumped down onto the carpet and remained still for a little while. Thought I was going to have to invoke the 25th amendment, but she came around just as we entered the airport. She is one tough bitch. I'll give her that.

Secret Service man opened the rear door when we stopped by the plane. I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out of the car, throwing her down on the tarmac at the foot of the stairs leading up to Air Force One. She nodded and may have winked just before I turned to leave.

"You'd better delay that gangbang, Steve." I heard her say. "That motherfucker damn near fucked me to death."

END
Published by dolcett
5 years ago
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