I withdrew my cock so just the tip nestled inside of her, and taking one last look into those fearful eyes, I roughly slammed my cock into the hilt, C...loe emitting the deepest, erotic groan I've ever heard. "UNGHHH FUCKKKK" she wailed, now that I was pumping my cock into her with such ferocity. I was somewhat worried that the table beneath us might collapse.Chloe curled her arms and legs around me, her sweaty thighs grinding against my hips as sweat from my forehead began to drip down onto her. She was born in the U.S. of immigrants and grew up living over the Korean restaurant owned and operated jointly by her parents and her uncle. As is usually the case with asian families, they were very close and very focused on being successful in their new home. Within ten years of their arrival, their business had grown from not much more than a tiny shop with a few mismatched tables and chairs to one of the most popular eating spots around, primarily due to her father's wizardry in the. She lifted up a cordless microphone and spoke, “The Breast Cancer Committee and I would like to welcome all of you men here for our first annual Bra, Panties, and High Heels Fashion Show. Thanks to all of you we raised more than we had hoped for. Please encourage the ladies as they come out and feel free to take pictures.”Then the woman let her robe drop to the floor. She kicked it off the stage and onto my lap. She turned and walked away showing us that her panties were thongs. She turned. She would wake, scream like a wounded animal and faint. Eventually she was staying awake looking around."Why" her eyes asked."ZANU PF" Stephenson explained, She squealed and grunted trying to talk."You must decide whether to live or die," Stephenson explained."I have child's rubber boots for your stumps and hands, wear them, trot round like a pig, be a pet to the men wiggle your rump, invite them to fuck you if you wish to live," he advised. She nodded and e fetched the red boots, her stumps.