michelle obama fn fics

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Peoiple and or kaijus of borf i give you the michelle obama fan fic chup insoider r me to make this so blame him.

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Me and Michelle Obama met up after a long day on the campaign trail. I had phonebanked my heart out and Barack Obama respected me as a member of his campaign. He put his hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eyes, and said "Son, thank you for helping bring hope and change." I felt the tears well up, but I held them back, and I beamed. He invited me to dinner but had to make an emergency trip with the daughters, leaving me alone with Michelle. I started talking to Michelle, and instantly I noticed how ample her breasts were. They aren't the most round or shapely, but they were the kind of beautiful breasts that had fed two children and probably been titfucked like mad by Barack. She caught me looking, and said "Diagnosed, do you want a little more???"

And just like that I found myself in the Obama bedroom, finger fucking Michelle Obama with a magic bullet up my ass, Michelle's finger on the controls. She'd tap it ever so lightly, making my prostate feel like heaven, and a lil pre-cum dripping out every time she did so. I looked her in the eyes, and I told her that I wished she was my mother. She said to me 'we can make that happen, Diagnosed'

I got down on my knees, and she spread the lips of her labia wide for me. i stared deep into her cunt, it was wide and black from giving birth to the girls, like a wet slick meet cavern, and i was going to spelunk it. She said "give it a go", and I pushed my head up against her vaginal passage, it stretching to obscene proportions around my forehead., and then finally enveloping my jaw as i slid it in. I had just reverse-crowned into Michelle Obama. I heard her moaning faintly from inside of her hot pocket, and I kept crawling in, slowly pushing myself up, breaking through her cervix, and stretching her uteran walls around me. They smelt mustilly of menstrual blood, she must have had her period recently. I licked the walls of her uterus, and finished curling up inside of her in a fetal position.

I forgot what happened after that, I laid in the warm dark for a long time, feeling the mother's embrace I never had through all of the abuse. It was worm and comfortable and wet, I felt slick and safe under the sheen of her embryonic fluids. I felt myself being born again. I saw lights and wonders and new sensations all again. I felt my live revert and convert and switch, and then I felt a pushing. A man's voice. I slithered out onto the floor of the oval office, Michelle Obama standing duck-legged over me, and I watched her vagina as all of the afterbirth came flowing out of it onto me, covering my face. I shuddered in glee, and I smiled. Barack came over and helped me to my feet, licking his wife's placenta, before wiping all of the afterbirth off of me. "Just like when the girls were born" he grinned.

"First, i'd like to welcome you to the nation of islam', he shook my hand, 'and second, i'd like to offer you a position in my cabinet, Homeland Security'

I smiled, and dizzily nodded yes. It was what I always dreamed of.

Thank you Michelle Obama, you are my momma.