Lexx: Dancing Bunny

Bunny wakes up, one morning, and finds the bed empty. She sees a note, signed by her husband, saying that he had gone off overseas to attend a meeting with the Russians. She sighed in disappointment.

Bunny says to herself, "I wish Prince would stop sending the President on these ridiculous missions. It's a bummer to be married to a guy I rarely spend time with."

She looked on the bright side as she realized that Prince wasn't around either. He's to uptight and bossy. She rarely had any privacy with the President. At least Prince goes where the President is needed.

After breakfast, she listens to her boombox and starts dancing around the oval office. Because of her love for aerobics and dancing, she has given herself a sexy, slim body. What she doesn't know was that she is being watched. There's a security camera hidden on a bookshelf.

Back at ATF headquarters, Prince is seated at his private desk, watching Bunny dance on the big display monitor in front of him. Just watching her shake her ass in sexy, tight and revealing clothes began to make him hard.

Prince could feel his cock rise in his slacks, as he wasn't wearing underwear. He had forgotten how big he is. So big, that his erect member was about to rip through the seams of his zipper.

He sat back, closed his eyes and began to imagine fucking Bunny in her tight ass with his well-endowed shaft. His hand had found its way between his legs and began jacking off through the fabric.

"Oh Bunny" Prince moans to himself.

When he reached climax, he had blew his load in his slacks. That's when Bunny stopped dancing.

THE END