THE (BLACK) NATIONALISATION OF (MAGA) PUSSIES - I
Washington, 1st November 2025. Karoline leaves her office at dusk, tired after having to defend The Don from incessant attacks from the libshit vultures of CNN and MSNBC. She gets in her SUV and drives on the highway as her phone rings. It's her husband. "Hello sweetie, I just got the reservation for the restaurant", her man happily says. Karoline, with a resting bitch face, tries to fake some enthusiasm, "Oh lovely honey! I've been dying for some good sushi. See you in half an hour!". She hangs up and sighs in annoyance. Something is bothering the Mrs Leavitt. Her eyes gaze in the distance, joyless, soulless. Suddenly she hears a loud honk as she realises she is going to hit a truck. She smashes the brake and avoids collision by a few inches. She gasps and makes a hand gesture to the nearby drivers to apologise. A burly truck driver gets off his vehicle and starts to berate her, as he gets closer he realises who she is. "Oh darn it. Mrs Leavitt! I am so sorry, I did not know it's you!", he says. "Oh no, I'm the one in the wrong, I just lost focus for a moment. I'm so sorry!", she replies. "Ah it's alright. You got a lot on your plate these days. By the way, I love what your government is doing to these Uyghurs. Deport all of 'em!", the trucker says as he gets back into his machine. Karoline nods to him and smiles. As she is about to get the car going again, she notices a playground on the side of the road. The swingset catches her attention. It looks burned and wrecked. She starts hyperventilating and stops the car. She sits in silence for a moment. Her body tenses up and her eyes get teary. It's all coming back to her. She realises what is missing in her life.
Karoline calls her husband. "Hey honey, sorry I just got a call from the office and they urgently need me for a meeting", she says. "Really? We finally got the reservation!" her man replies. "I know, but they really need me. Apparently it's really high level stuff". "Alright my love, no worries. I will just order some Chinese food and play games with our boy. What time will you be back?" "I don't know honey, it may be an. all-nighter. Do not wait for me, you go to sleep. I have the spare keys, bye love". The moment she hangs up, she grabs her wheel and starts driving, with a motivated, enthusiastic face. She arrives in an upper middle class suburb and stops in front of a yard where an old black woman was watering her flowers. "Hello there! Is Panther here?" "Panther?" "Well you know, the handsome young man with a beret" "Oh so he's going by the name Panther now huh? Yeah that's my son. He's in his room". Karoline zooms to the door and enters. The old black lady tries to stop her. "He knows me, I just want to surprise him. I know where his room is." The old lady is surprised as she never saw Karoline around before, but she lets her in nonetheless. Karoline runs upstairs and reaches a closed door with a poster of Mao Zedong on it. She takes a deep breath. With a big smile, removes her top to reveal her big white tits and opens the door. Mr Blackredguard, on his bed masturbating his 13 inch cock, is not surprised to see her. He smirks and says "you've been a bad girl lately. You are smart enough to know that coming here will only get you punished" while rubbing his fully erect penis head.(Satire)
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THE (BLACK) NATIONALISATION OF (MAGA) PUSSIES - II continued
Upon the sight of Blackredguard's megacock, Karoline's juices start overflowing, she turns red and is frozen. "Get to work, cracker!", orders BRG. Karoline slowly crawls on the bed, and starts to give gentle kisses on the cock. She gently tickles his balls and lightly licks the length of the shaft. Surprisingly, the dong loses its erection and shrinks to a mere 7 inches (which is still 4 inches bigger than Karoline's husband's). BRG frowns and snaps: "We ain't bout dat lovey dovey shit here, pink pig. Work that Maoist Pole or gtfo!"
Karoline squirms in agreement. She straightens her back and ties her hair into a ponytail. She goes down on BRG's flaccid cock and starts gawking on it violently. All her holes are dilating. While rapidly deepthoating him, her right hand reaches down her pussy and she starts rubbing. BRG grabs her ponytail and lifts her head up, looking straight in her eyes and furiously says "Bitch I told you to suck my suck, you suck my cock. I don't remember allowing you to touch yourself." Karoline removes her hand from her crotch and grabs the pole with the two hands. Twisting the wrists, sliding them up and down, while her red lips are tightly wrapped around the now erect 13-inch cock, she passionately and intensely blows him which her tongue dancing around his glans inside her mouth. After 2 minutes of uninterrupted sucking, she tries to gasp some air but BRG immediately grabs her face and facefucks her while she coughs and saliva flies everywhere. Gawk gawk ugh argh slurp slurp BRG entered in an ancient African Maoist trance, his verily rock hard dick somehow grew to a further 15 inches and he is furiously face fucking her like a beast. Karoline has lost all control. She is cock drunk. She has lost all gag reflex in face of the superior black cock. While that massive schlong is using her mouth as a flashlight, she has flashbacks of the time The Don made her blow him. His cock was 3 inches, it was ugly, it looked more like a termite than a cock. She was disgusted but she had to do it for her career. She is woken from her flashback when BRG loudly yells "Fuck Im gonna bust in that imperialist throat, shit's too darn good!"
Seconds later, he floods her mouth and throat with litres of thick white cum. He falls back on his bed, exhausted, panting. He squeals "ok well done, now get lost bitch".
Karoline has a mischievous look on her face. She removes her skirt and her panties. "Are you deaf, bitch? We're done here." Karoline does not respond. She just grabs BRG's cum-stained cock and sits on it. His eyes pop out. Karoline says with authority "You think you're punishing me? You think you're in control? Remember, you're an UYGHUR. You are MY UYGHUR. You exist for MY pleasure". And she starts humping on BRG's flaccid 7 inch cock. She slaps him and says assertively "get hard again for me dumb Uyghur, this phat white ass will take your whole 13inches". BRG is in shock. Just like that, he realises he was never in control. All the anti-cracker posting on twitter, all the swings assaults, the Dr Phil appearances: they were all part of Miss Leavitt's master plan.
to be continued
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