Working a tiresome, tedious job as an American, Obama Care begins seeking something greater than his current repetitive lifestyle. After leaving his hometown Buttsex, he ventures into the tremendously vast, diverse Putin City in which he meets his m...
Finally, Obama would be able to venture out into Putin City, even if it was only for two days. Promptly yet unfaltering in finesse and poise, Obama slipped on his velvet garments and began checking himself out in the mirror.
Deluxe, delectable butt cheeks spread like peanut butter; impeccably tempting eyebrows curved and swerved to the clap of his dummy thicc cheeks; his scintillating, hairless head rocked back and forth exquisitely; his *YuMmY*, pursed lips mouthed a smooch towards the mirror as his fuscous, bronzed eyes illuminated the room with a measly, slight flutter of his long lashes.
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Obama was thicc and luscious and he knew it. Gently, after brushing his head, he sauntered casually down the marble steps of his soon-to-be old mansion and headed through his intricate, swarthy double door out into an intertwined, delicate vine pathway, embraced by the monumental, suffocating sunshine as dawn rapidly approached.
Eventually, he arrived at the wedding venue and was immediately confronted with squealing, diminutive rodents wearing garments...
It was Alvin And The Chipmunks.
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