I want to fuck all the time. I want to fuck strange pussy. I wish it were different, but once my appendage is hanging to my knees heavy with three pounds of sperm, I am helpless.
I don't give a damn about Melania! I don't give a damn about my kids! I don't give a damn about my reputation! I don't give a damn about the presidency! I don't give a damn about my political legacy! I don't give a damn about my health!
I am horny and I cannot prevail against those forces. I have to find a new piece of ass to satisfy my desires. I have no option but to fuck. I want a woman now. I want to explode in her, on her, all over her. I want her on fire so I can douse her with my hose.
Those who know me will tell you that I am a good person, but I have a terrible weakness. I like to fuck lots of different women. God is full of bullshit. You can't defeat nature. And he is the one who made us weak rather than strong.
I curse you, God! I don't want to succumb, but I have to come. And no one drags me closer to the edge than someone other than my wife.
I am innocent. If you are condemning me to hell for eternity because I can't resist the feel of my twitching cock sliding into a torrid cunt, you are the guilty one, God. You stacked the odds against me.
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