Battle Flame In Korea 2

The U.S. nurses are taken to the enemy’s battalion camp, where they are forced to wash and gang-raped again in the command tent. Ann gets a facial.

It took quite some time for Margaret to realize the rapes were over. She tried to process all that had happened over the last thirty minutes, from the first gunshots to those horrible rapes. It was too many things at once. Her mind shut down. She’ll always remember those waves of enemy soldiers charging at the convoy, brandishing their North Korean flag, mostly red under the winter sky, while the soldiers protecting her made their doomed stand.

A soldier barked an order in Korean, words unintelligible to her, but the context was clear enough for her to understand. It went along the lines of “Now get up and get dressed again; get moving!” And there was probably a slur like “American bitch” somewhere in it.

Her body ached everywhere. She was very sore inside her womanhood; worst of all, her mind was shattered in bits of Hell. She felt something gooey as it spilled out of her entrance and realized it was left-over semen. She began bawling with frantic spasms of her facial muscles, thinking of her beloved fiancé. A soldier hit her and barked at her. She had to get dressed again and get moving. Raping female prisoners and then shooting them wasn’t unheard of.

Ann, Mary, Jodie and Irene were all in the same exhausted and shattered state as Margaret. Mary was the only one who wasn’t crying as she somehow tried to cover her chest with the torn remnants of her uniform shirt. The twin silver bars indicating her rank looked like a mockery refering to her former self. Now, she was a raped Captain.

At least, the broken Yankee nurses still had their unscathed winter coats to cover themselves up. Their gloves were even still there in the hip pockets.

Once they had more or less got properly dressed again, the captive women were force-marched amid the half company, along with the US prisoners of war — Margaret counted 11 surviving captive GIs, the Platoon Officer among them, and something around 70 North Korean soldiers.

They made south amid the bushes and hills. It was cold, windy and hellish.

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Now that his men had been fully contented in their carnal lust, Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki expected staunch discipline from them. Once, he caught a soldier groping a nurse and he hit him with the butt of his pistol!

He yelled at him… “Now you leave them alone! We need to move!” Needless to say, they were behind schedule.

The captive nurses and the other POWs walked on, more dead than alive as the day wore on. They felt that whoever wouldn’t be able to keep up would probably be forced down to his/her knees and shot through the head. They ignored their fatigue and pressed on.

At one point, a loud roaring sound was heard from the sky. This time, the sounds were lower-pitched and closer to the sound of a diesel motor than the Sabre jet from earlier this morning. The soldiers quickly scampered into hiding places along with their prisoners.

Five P-51 Mustangs passed above them, at high speed and low altitude. The fighter planes looked magnificent and deadly with their bright metallic bodies. They were throwbacks from WW2, slower than the contemporary Sabre F-86 that was put into service one or two years before. They were still called upon for close air support. They were probably on a strafing mission against enemy troops that had been spotted in the area, which made perfect sense.

Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki observed them. They obviously were making for the main battalion, which was marching about a mile away to the West and now having almost two hours of headway on them, since he and his men had made a “nice leisurely halt of entertainment”. The Major didn’t call him due to strict orders of radio silence, since they were marching very deep south of the frontline.

These Mustang fighter planes certainly didn’t bother to waste time and ammunition on a half company. The other half company was a little farther to the East. As he knew his fellow Lieutenant, he too must have made some nice leasurely halt to get acquainted with peasant families and more specifically their young wives and teenage daughters.

The only armies well-disciplined enough to march on and ignore the rape opportunities only existed on paper in history books. He told as much to his master sergeant and they shared a good laugh on this.

Now, these planes knew where their battalion was so now their Division had been spotted. Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki hoped that the two other Divisions had made it through and they’d be able to operate their junction and “backstab” the enemy so as to crush these decaying Capitalists! Their entire operation success depended on this. And getting deeper into and past enemy lines would mean capturing more Yankee women. Raping those white sluts was so elating! And exotic too.

Myo Hyun-Ki will never forget the priceless moment when he tore that uniform shirt and yanked off that bra to see the white display of a U.S. nurse’s tits. He had raped her savagely and quickly reached his climax. He must have dumped a gallon of semen! It had felt so amazing!

The battalion commander knew a spot amid a small forest where they’d be safe enough for the night. The next day would no doubt bring fighting. If all went well, their three-Division operation would be successful and it would be the beginning of the end for these sloppy Americans.

Looking at Ann as she walked in dead silence, he chuckled and thought they would no doubt make more prisoners… More of their women to entertain themselves with and humiliate these arrogant GIs by having them watch their own girls being gang-raped by hordes of Communist troops!

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The elements of Company 2 of the 2nd Battalion in the 36th Brigade of the Korean People’s Army didn’t meet any other enemy troops along their march.

The sun was low on the horizon when they arrived at the rendez-vous point. After spending the whole day on this forced march, and now that their post-battle adrenaline rush had long subsided, Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki and his men weren’t in the mood to rape the women again.

Most of the battalion was already there and had set camp in large field tents, well camouflaged among the trees. His fellow Lieutenant, So Suck-Chin, wasn’t arrived yet, as it was to be expected.

Upon their arrival, Ann, Margaret, Mary and the two other female prisoners were jeered at and catcalled by dozens upon dozens of Communist soldiers as they were escorted through the field camp. The male POWs were taken to a tent for interrogation and the women were made to wait outside under guard, near the Major’s large tent of command — They were not to be touched until they had been interrogated by the commander, who immediately summoned Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki to hear his report.

“What?! You stopped and took some free time with these women?! You were on orders to advance quickly! Don’t you know that the only pleasure for the soldier of the Korean People’s Army is to serve the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea?… You and your men should be more disciplined!… What a pity! All it took to slow down your advance was a couple of pretty faces!… Bah!… Enough said… Let’s see those prisoners!”

“Aye, Sir!”

Major Sagong Yong was a very tall and strong specimen of a Korean man. He walked proud in his uniform. Some women found him handsome. Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki knew his taste for beautiful, exotic women.

When the Major walked out of the tent and had a look at the five gorgeous women that were lined out wearing their now-ragged uniforms under their coats, he started to laugh…

“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!… NOW I SEE!!! Well, Myo… Now I understand better why you couldn’t keep your men — and yourself — from indulging in your little unplanned round of entertainment!… Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!!!”

The commander had never seen such beautiful white women in person; he had only seen them in the movies, where they were smiling in the silver screen and well out of his reach. But now, those Yankee girls were in his power!

Major Sagong Yong gave his orders. He summoned a group of ten or twelve officers as well as his duty photographer. There was also a Sergeant who was fluent in English and would be needed as interpreter, as none of the officers spoke any good English except a few basic words.

Mary, Ann, Margaret, Jodie and Irene were all escorted inside the Major’s tent.

There, the air was warmer and there was a nice soothing light making the place feel cozy in comparison to the harsh winter country they had spent the day walking in.

However, having so many enemy soldiers in that tent and not a single other woman didn’t bode well.

Captain Mary Higgins made a point of standing tall on top of her 5 ft 2 in. and with her “imposing” 115-lb frame.

“I have a complaint to make” she said with a broken voice. “Me and my fellow nurses have been treated in the most barbaric and inhuman way when your men captured us on the road between Yongdok and Chunju! We have the Red Cross immunity, and this person here (she pointed at Margaret) is a civilian! I want you to relay our complaint to your generals and the authorities of the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea!… And furthermore, I have to signal the wanton execution of two American POW contrary to the Geneva Conventions.”

Mary’s word were translated to the Major, who gave Mary a sardonic look. Then he spoke, and his words were translated for Mary…

“I am very sorry to hear this! I can guarantee you that we have taken due note of what happened to you and your fellow women POWs! And I will personally take actions in the way of comfort, concerning you and the other nice ladies here!… It will start now! You will now have the opportunity to wash and change into warm and dry clothes!…”

Two well-built soldiers presently entered the tent carrying a large tub of steaming water. The Major spoke again… The interpreter relayed his words of wisdom…

“You will now kindly remove all your clothes and take a bath!”

“WHAT?!” said Mary. The Major spoke, in a menacing tone…

“You take off all your clothes or we will do it for you!”

Mary’s heart sank. Her little flicker of hope had died and her worst fears were fully justified! These officers were pigs like the rest of their men! What else could she expect?

Under the men’s sounds of approbation, Mary slowly took off her coat, removed her gloves and began undoing her shirt buttons.

Very reluctantly, the four other women followed suit with a very heavy heart. They felt so powerless! The Major and his officers grinned as they watched them undress.

Each of the men present watched intently, picking their favorite girl in the process, while Mary, Ann, Margie, Jodie and Irene progressively removed all their items of clothing, slowly revealing their American-bred charms step by step.

When most of the women had discarded their uniform shirts and pants and were using their arms and hands to hide their breasts and their private parts since all their underwear had been torn during their initial rape, the Major spoke, his words immediatly translated…

“You must not use your hands to hide your intimate body parts; you must do your best to display them in the most… sexual way you can think of… Failure to obey these instructions will earn you a trip to my soldier’s tents, where you will spend the night entertaining several hundred men by yourselves. I suggest you follow my instructions!”

Upon hearing of a fate worse than being simply shot dead, Ann and Margaret began to sob silently as they removed their hands and slowly let their arms rest at their sides. They gave these men a perfect view on their strikingly beautiful pairs of boobs! And their dark-haired beavers that intensified the Yankee-pale whiteness of their legs.

Irene, Mary and Jodie followed suit. The tent was now lighted and alive with the standing figures of five American nurses in the nude. Those North Korean officers couldn’t believe their luck!

The Major felt his cock swell to enlarged proportions as he watched their perky orbs of ivory skin catching the golden camping lights. The men could see that both Ann and Margaret had similarly shaped pairs… The average size; neither too small nor too big with very alluring curves underscored by the deep shadows cast by the dim camping lights.

The most noticeable difference was that Ann had rather pale nipples amid small areolas while Margaret had the same pinkish nipples, except her areolas were a little puffy. Other than that, their torsoes looked strikingly similar, albeit Margaret was taller. Their pussy carpet were of the same black hair that promised much joy to the Major, who decided he was going to kiss and lick some Capitalist cunts.

Irene had the biggest breasts, full and juicy, slightly sagging, with rather wide areolas and wine-red nipples. Jodie had breasts similar to Ann’s in size and shape, except her nipples were of a darker wine-red color that even bordered on the brown. Mary had alluring perky breasts with vanilla nipples; the kind of tits that were commonly seen on attractive blondes, her spotless skin all pale in its golden-tinged splendor!

The men salivated even more when their beautiful captives finally took off their socks. The men now looked directly at their private parts.

Three of the brunettes — all except Ann — had thickly haired triangles of blackness pointing the way to their slit.

Ann had a nice delicate strip of black hair that invited a man to give her a good shaking down there.

Mary had a curtain that matched her drapes — a bushy triangle of golden hair gracing the top of her cunt.

The women ranged in height between 5 ft 1 in. and 5 ft 4 in., except for Margaret who stood a tall 5 ft. 9 in. Margie had long, strikingly alluring legs and feet!

The order ordered them to kindly turn around. Ann felt so humiliated! In a way, this felt even worse than being raped. Margaret and Jodie were crying.

Each Yankee nurse had shapely legs and a butt that looked young and tight. The most crazy-arousing round moons of rear-end splendor belonged to Ann and Irene.

Irene was the shortest among the girls and her bodyshape was somewhat squatter, which gave her hips and butt a relatively wider and fuller look.

As he watched the five pale naked bodies displayed in front of him, the Major knew his Lieutenant had captured a nice little stable of strikingly beautiful women.

His photographer had begun taking pictures. The flashes spoke with intense snaps of white light. The Major was sitting on a mine.

These women could be sold to high-ranking officials against special favors. The Major felt he would soon be a Colonel! And on top of that, he was going to mount this woman who had such a perfectly shaped butt — he had set his choice on Ann.

In a show of alluring legs and feet, Ann and Margaret stepped together in the hot tub.

Through the interpreter, the Major ordered them to wash, soap and friction one another! They began.

Margaret was a tad more open to woman-on-woman displays of loving affection, so she took the lead. In the instructions they were given, one thing led to another and soon enough, Margaret found herself sucking Ann’s wet nipples and caressing her other perky assets. She actually liked this, whereas Ann found the contact revolting!

Noticing Ann’s reluctance to touch Margaret, the Major ordered Margie to stand up while Ann was to kneel down. The Major gave a grim order that was translated immediately.

“Eat her pussy!”

Ann was to perform a cunnilingus on her fellow captive! She had to do it, or else she’d be made a whore for the entire rank-and-file outside!

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Ann began pleasuring Margaret’s entrance and clit using her tongue. She found the taste disgusting and the contact with her bushy hair positively revolting! But she had to carry on… As she did so, Ann surprised herself in wishing for a cock. She’d rather suck and pleasure each and every officer in that tent rather than do this with Margie.

The men took great joy in listening to Margaret’s sounds as she began to moan and stroke Ann’s beautiful raven hair, running her fingers through her shiny locks of midnight darkness as her pleasure began to intensify along with her palpitating clit.

Her pleasure-swollen breasts and erect nipples were gorgeous to look at! Margaret closed her eyes and started playing a strong fantasy of hers…
… They had taken her and ruthlessly undressed her, ignoring her protests. They were four GIs — Black men — who had found her alone in a secluded spot. Now they had her Eve-naked under the Korean sun! They were going to rape the white nurse! They all laughed, telling themselves that white women secretly craved for African cocks.

… The black GIs were naked too and showing her their large powerful cocks!

… They shoved her on the hood of a field jeep and began taking their turns. She took the first man inside her! She felt her vagina being filled and stretched by the big slab of African meat as the man began pounding her. She was there, lying down on that jeep hood, under the bright sun… being utterly shaken under a barrage of dick thrusts. Repeated dick thrusts. Constantly repeated. Nonstop! The big black dick… Inside her! Deep and receding. Receding and deep-deep!!! STRONG! POWERFUL! OOHH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!

… THEY BANG HER! TAKING THEIR TURNS! They are Privates. She’s an Officer! The first Private explodes inside her and leaves, saying “Thanks, white slut!”

… The other men now take their turns. Each man powerfully cums inside her, inside the well-bred white woman… One after the other!

… Each big black cock EXPLODES and shoots a massive LOAD! It’s SOOOO… WARM… SO GOOD!!! They bang her on the jeep hood and shoot their loads inside her! She’s nude! They’ve ripped her Officer’s uniform off!!! All social barriers are down! Abolished! No control! Just one midnight-black cock that keeps plowing her and…

“Hhaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…”

Margaret’s loud moan of orgasmic joy filled the entire tent as her juices freely flowed down on Ann’s stimulating tongue…

Margaret grabbed Ann’s hair and pressed her head against her cunt as she was hit by a second wave of orgasmic bliss… and groaned out loud, her entire body taken by just one TSUNAMI of exploding joy!

Ann was disgusted and spitting out her juices. Her chin was all glossy with it. Disgusting!

Ohhhhh… It was so GOOD! Margaret had almost forgotten where she was!

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When he saw Margaret having her intense orgasm, the Major changed his mind and decided to have her instead of Ann. Besides, she was a tall girl and he was himself a tall Korean man; her hips were just at the right height for him to do what he had in mind.

He rose from his chair and rushed at Margaret, like a demon possessed!

She yelped as he grabbed her with overwhelming force and lifted her off the tub while she splashed some water with her feet!

He carried her to the table he used as his desk and bent her over it, pinning her with her chest flat on the wooden surface. He had only one thought on his mind… RAPE HER! RAPE! RAPE!

Margaret was so highly aroused that her body actually kept flooding her cunt with juices and her pleasure-swollen breasts felt painfully warm and good against the hard wooden table. She turned her face sideways, resting her cheek on the tabletop and didn’t resist when she felt the Major taking a firm hold of her waist.

She just kept playing her fantasy and imagined this was a tall, strong GI who was about to rape her bent over on a jeep!

The Major let out a savage groan of satisfaction when he penetrated her, without much trouble, and forcefully filled up her juice-drenched vagina with his throbbing manhood! He immediately started pounding her frantically, driving himself against her slammed butt and banging her against the table! The tent was filled with his animalistic grunts as he gleefully raped her!

She whimpered nonstop as her head of black hair slid on the tabletop and her body was shaken like a toy under the massive assaults from the Major, who was grunting loud and immensely enjoying the rape of a Yankee nurse.

The rape was intense, brutal, primal! The North Korean Major did his utmost to keep this up for as long as he could, but before long, he let out a savage roar of bliss and emptied his balls inside the gorgeous brunette! He kept banging her as long as he could while shooting his bolts of hot semen! Margaret moaned, thinking of negro soldiers filling her up with their huge cocks.

His legs went wobbly and he felt he was going to die out of sheer bliss!

Margaret had been moaning all through this and was on the verge of hitting another orgasm. Her body welcomed the next rapist, while her mind loathed him. This second officer uttered peculiar grunts that sounded like the constant roar of a motor that ran at a constantly changing pace; he was very noisy! He too raped her doggystyle against that creaking table.

Margaret hit her upcoming orgasm, used like a whore by this noisy man… with her head always sliding on the table, and thinking she was being doggystyled by a bunch of GIs on the side of a Korean country road!

The officer forcefully cummed! “yyaaaaaAAAA–AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNHHHGJG!!!”

Another man promptly took the spot. She recognized Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki’s voice as he took hold of her waist.

Margaret instantly tensed up as she knew it was him. She began protesting and calling him all sorts of names. He ignored her. The Major came and restrained the naked girl.

Together, the men flipped her over and pinned her on that table, looking up and facing Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki. She saw his raging erection protruding out of his unzipped pants while another officer seized her wrists to restrain her. She also heard the loud whimpering of her fellow captives being raped all over the place…

The tent was now filled with the women’s whimpering defeat and the men’s grunting victory. Raping Yankee nurses was so much fun!

On the table, Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki spread Margaret’s silky legs open and gleefully introduced himself, wanting her to know him better! Margaret couldn’t resist, and she moaned out loud as she pictured herself being bucked in the same way by black Privates.

He began raping her on the table, enjoying the mind-boggling sight of her breasts jiggling under the golden tent lights. The alluring shapes of her moving tits were magnified by the shadows cast from these dim lights! Raping Margaret was a dream come true!

Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki loved watching her breasts jiggling, her head bobbing amid her black hair and her wriggling arms being held by the wrists as she kept sobbing and protesting in a rapid change of mood. The officer holding her wrists grinned like an earth-face devil above her face.

Lieutenant Myo Hyun-Ki raped Margaret with a fierce sense of elation, his mouth wide open and stupor in his eyes! This couldn’t be so good! He had watched her walk beside Ann the entire afternoon! He just felt an intense urge to rape her!

Now! Now! Now he was having her! He gleefully felt her thighs brushing against his flanks as his unstoppable manhood drilled her in constant pounding force! He passed his edge…

And he groaned and emitted a long-winded series of yells that made him sound like some twisted Korean version of Tarzan! … “OOaaaahh… OaannYYYYAAAH!!! OaaaaaaaYYYYYYAAAAHHRRRR!!!”

Margaret felt him inside her, his rod throbbing as it twitched. She bitterly sobbed as she almost came again, while he released a generous amount of semen! He loved his job! The risks matched the reward.

Margaret kept sobbing as another man — this time the Sergeant interpreter — took his turn on her… He jabbed inside her, looking as if his very life depended on how fast and furious he could pound her!

“How do you like it? How do you like it?” he asked her, laughing at her as he took his pleasure in very urgent strokes. He couldn’t believe he was doing this to an American girl.

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As soon as the North Korean Major had grabbed Margaret from the tub, the subordinate officers took this as the signal. They came at the tub and they reached out and grabbed Ann, Jodie, Mary and Irene.

Ann found herself amid three or four men, and found the expression of their faces just as terrifying as the Asian copper of their skin. She was a porcelain-delicate white girl being gang-raped by fierce Asians! It terrified her, yet she found something monstrously erotic in this.

They lifted up the petite woman!

“Yankee! Yankee woman!!!” One of them yelled. She saw he wore a Captain’s insignia.

She felt their ravenous gazes all over her naked body.

“Nooo! Please! Stop this! I’m an American nurse! I have immunity! Nooo!”

Each time she protested, Ann felt more aroused by this. What was happening to her at the hands of those copper-faced men was so unthinkable! Unspeakable! No movie would even imply it.

They held her up amid them, none of her feet touching the ground.

Do what she will, this sensation of being overwhelmed by these inferior men flooded her cunt, but it did nothing to stop her from wailing and screaming as the first grinning officer stood between her legs, looking down on the strip of hair that graced her cunt.

Ann shouted, “AAAAAhh… NAAOOOOOOOOO!!!” as she suddenly felt him inside her.

He thrusted himself forward, hard, his face twisted with delight, and she yelped in pain as her head bobbed in response to his buffeting charge.

The three next-in-line men held her firmly by the wrists and ankles, and they laughed at her distress as the rapist banged her with a new thrust that sent wave shocks of culture clashes inside her.

“Yankee woman! AahhrrrRR!! Ahhr! Rrhh, Rhh, rrrh, rrrh, rrrrh, rrhrrh, rrrrh, rrhrh…”

Ann heard his beastly grunts through the chaos of her bobbing head. Hands on her tits! North Koreans! She arched her back and moaned…

“NNAAOOOO.. oooooo!!”

“Yankee woman NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!'”

The man was already done.
He changed spots with one who had been holding her ankles and caressing her foot.

That younger officer walked inside her legs. A Lieutenant of about 20 years old.

1st Lt. Ann Kimberly Willies confusedly saw him through all the chaotic movements, jeers and tit-playing. She found him strangely handsome and saw the intensity in her eyes.

The young man began raping her with a fierce gaze and a face that looked angry at her! He held her hips and pounded her as if thre was no tomorrow.

With Asian hands pressing her tits, Ann was very forcefull taken. She suddenly jerked amid their grasp and intensely climaxed… Her beautiful voice wrapped itself around their minds like a hot spell…

“HAAAH Aaaaa HAAAAaa-aaaaa HAAAAAAAaaa…. Aaahh Nooo Nooooo we lost!!!”

There was heat in her swollen breasts. Ann was now arching her back and propped up her sensitive breasts into their pressing hands! She felt owned. Like a slave. A white slave for North Koreans.

The young Lieutenant finished with a resonating groan.

The next officer came, this one much older and a bit overweight. Ann didn’t care anymore who was inside her. As long as it was a cock.

Inside her, the rush of pleasure juices lessened the physical pain, but it did nothing to soothe her moral pain. She was ruined!

“Yankee woman! Yankee woman! Good fuck! Very, very good fuck!” the interpreter said as he held her wrist in one hand, and his other hand kept cupping her left tit.

There was no escaping the clutches of these lust-crazy Asians.

1st Lt. Ann Kimberly Willies had to endure the new repeated rapes. Those Asian officers dishonoured her Welsh-Irish breed!

Once again, her one reality became a hard cock that stretched her unwilling pussy. Ann was constantly shaken… her head started to ache from the constant bobbing while men kept jeering and grunting all aroud the place…

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Irene had been laid down on the ground and taken missionary style by two officers who exchanged positions between pinning her arms on the ground above her head and raping her. Each of them cummed once inside her, then another time after holding a contest of masturbating prowess between them, standing on their knees over the exhausted girl.

They took immense delight in splattering her ample boobs with hot ropes of jizz. They loved the sight! They loved her degradation! Those haughty tits that had always been well-protected inside her uniform shirt as she was herself well-protected by GI’s… Now, they were covered with Korean seed!

It was their idea of a Communist party.

Mary was down on her hands and knees, with two Captains who kept her imprisoned between them, arms and shoulders restrained. Both took their turns in kneeling behind her and fully enjoyed the wrap of her hot pussy and the view on her alluring rearside, those buns, so white, as each man raped her like a maniac!

Mary was shaken like a ship amid a typhoon; she kept whimpering loud, shaking her magnificent head of golden hair between her tormentors. “HAAAHH!! HAAAAh! Haaaaah. Haah. Haaah.”

Her body was forcing her to moan as the Asian cock kept striking home inside her home plate. That officer didn’t know anything about baseball or the New York Yankees, but he was hitting home runs every second, his mouth dripping with slobber as Mary endured the crude rape.

She had no choice. Both Captains took her kneeling from behind while running their darker hands over her pristine-looking butt.

She ended up on her elbows, her pale curves protruding, as the second Captain, this one a balding man, took his delight and gave her a gift from the Communist party. A big fat cumshot!

The echoing roars of each ejaculating man would haunt Mary for ever until her dying day.

On top of this, Mary witnessed Jodie’s rape in the same exact position. She couldn’t help it; she kept watching. She felt that Jodie’s buns and legs were nicer than hers, but many men would have disagreed. Others would have indeed picked Jodie for a doggystyle fuck. Either woman felt great!

Mary had the luminous skin of a blonde, with a heart-shaped butt that had the most wonderful classical proportions. None of these two Captains were able to last very long due to this.

Jodie had a more slender bottom that had graceful lines, yet curvy ones, and they looked magnificent and wide enough against the slimness of her waist, now held by each successive officer who roughly banged her and properly filled her up.

One of the rapists pulled out and shot his seed all over Jodie’s oval-shaped buttocks. He found this very funny and entertaining.

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As Ann was being taken by the fourth and last officer of her own rape squad, the Major walked near her and frantically masturbated, looking into her lovely face while she kept bobbing and rocking in the men’s arms, her tits jiggling in their profaned slendour.

He was now masturbating really hard as Ann was getting filled up by the loud-groaning Warrant Officer, a fat man in his early fifties who made the encounter with pretty Ann look impossibly preposterous as he ejaculated inside her while screaming, “AAAAHH YAAAHRRRRRRRRRRRRRHH!!!”

And the Major, very blissfully, burst out and painted Ann’s pretty face with the gross casquade of his hot jizz! “Hhhnnn NNNNNNNNNNNNN…”

As she received his Pyongyang pudding, Ann thought of the gross Warrant Officer. She felt so aroused that she almost missed him when he finally pulled out, and she felt that hot mask of North Korean cream on her face. She kept propping her tits up, her body out of control and acting on its own!

Where was she now? What was she? This couldn’t be!

TO BE CONTINUED.

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