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It was their first date. After a night on the town, Donald had taken Melania back to his suite. He poured her a glass of wine. They shared a couch. Donald was out of his mind with infatuation. He cut right to the chase.

"Do you like to kiss?"

"Yes."

"Do you like to fuck?"

"Yes."

"Do you like to have your tits fondled?"

"Yes."

"Do you like to have your tits sucked?"

"Yes."

"Are your nipples sensitive?"

"Yes."

"Do you like to have your nipples pinched?"

"Yes, but gently."

"Do you like anal sex?"

"No."

"Do you like a man to poke his finger up your ass?"

"No."

"Do you like to suck dick?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you like to swallow cum?"

"No."

"Do you like a man to cum on your face?"

"No."

"Do you like to sixty-nine?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you like to get screwed dog-style?"

"Yes."

"Do you like to be on top?"

"Yes."

"Do you like your clit massaged?"

"Yes."

"Do you like being fingered?"

"Yes."

"Do you like your pussy eaten?"

"Yes."

"Is it easy or difficult for you to have an orgasm?"

"Depends on the guy. Some guys are good, some guys aren't."

"Do you tell a guy what you want or do you let him dictate the moment?"

"Depends. First time, I go with the flow. Once I know him better, I express my likes and dislikes."

"Are you able to have multiple orgasms?"

"One is the norm and two is the limit. If the guy is good, I'll have an orgasm when he eats me and a second when he fucks me."

"Do like for a guy to cum in you?"

"Yes."

"How often do you desire sex?"

"I can go months without it, but if I'm in a relationship, two or three times a week works."

"Do you have to like the guy in order to have sex or can it be one of those Las Vegas weekends?"

"I have been on the receiving end of a few one-night stands, but I have to be attracted both mentally and physically to the guy if the sex is going to be regular."

"Are you comfortable in a relationship based on friends with benefits."

"Like one-night stands, I have had a few, but they never last. The urge fades fast."

"How many guys have you fucked or have you lost count?"

"If you gave me enough time I could give you an exact number, but I estimate between ten and fifteen."

"Do you like dirty talk during sex?"

"If the guy has a gift for gab, his words can excite me."

"You're getting me hot, Melania. Would you like to be the first lady in my life?"

"Maybe."

"Besides fantasizing about you, I have been fantasizing about being President of the United States. 
Would you vote for me."

"Never!" 

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