The Donald Trump Diaries

The Aftermath

"Good Job my little discord kitten.... You will be very valuable to me in WW3"

Those were the words Donald Trump heard after he blew up Putin's jacuzzi on his with his ass on the yacht.... Which was now slowly sinking as the crater-like hole where the pool used to be was now filling up with water from the ocean, and of course...

His Pubes.

Trump pulled splinters and tiles from the pool out of his asshole as he stood on the railings of the ship in terror.

The whole situation was triggering his PTSD 💔 (Penis Trump Sexy Disorder)

Penis- I mean, Putin, walked over to the ship railings in a speedo to save his orange sugar baby, Trump.

"It's okay darling, I have called my private jet to come and pick us up.... But next time let me know when you want to assassinate someone okay beautiful?"

Putin said, brushing the wet blonde pubes on Trump's head out of his face and kissing him on the cheek, which ended up leaving orange spray tan residue on Putin's hand (which he later jerked himself with)

Trumpina felt butterflies in his immense stomach in that moment... He had never been with anyone so competent and ready to meet his sugar baby needs...

Joe Biden had suddenly become a distant thought....

(Despite it having been just 5 hours since the pair were messing around on the Titanic on a stripper pole)

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Some time later, Trump found himself in Putin's exclusive private jet sipping on a Bloody Mary cocktail that had a used tampon as a garnish that he somehow got from lady gaga...
(don't question his methods)

Putin was sitting right next to him.... Although you almost wouldn't be able to tell because Trump's ass is so big and is completely engulfing him.