This was not Clar troops or advising, it was the Rus army, from officers to privates. There was a slow bulge in the center of our lines as they seemed... to keep coming. They had major air support and armor that was reaping havoc on our soldiers. Plus from intel on the west border we had a Nees army forming up.I was in a destroyed enemy area that had been bombed and shot with missiles. A Clar was scrounging and I was feeling frustrated. He glanced at me and finally dropped what he had and came. He’s groaning and chatting away with a series of insults and humiliating comments. “Sweet baby girl white sissy slut’s going to beg for my big black dick. She love’s the dick. You gonna’ worship my dick slut.” All I can do is hold on as he pummels my boi cunt. I am now moaning like some drunken hooker and begging for him to never, ever stop fucking me. He is not stopping either. He just keeps slamming into my ass pussy, occasionally pulling my hair and kissing my neck and whispering what a good. Make sure you look up at him when he cums. Show him with your eyes how fucking hot he's making you.* Let him fuck your face. Be careful here, because he could gag you...but just get a pillow under your head and make sure you have some room. The fact is, most guys won't want to fuck all the way down your throat. That doesn't feel very good for them. They like the spit and wetness, and they'll be pulling back and forth. The best part here is that you can now reach up with both hands to caress his. ‘Yes, that’s him.’ ‘Was Derrick fucking you while he was out there?’ I simply nodded yes. ‘God, what a tramp you are!’ ‘Who’s a tramp,’ Derrick asked, coming back in the door. ‘Fuckmeat is, who by the way says her name is Chloe!’ ‘Well, she lied to you,’ he said, staring hard at me. ‘Shouldn’t liars be punished?’ Carla asked provocatively. ‘Maybe you’re right, he said. Addressing me, he said, ‘Fuckmeat, did you deny your name?’ ‘I guess so,’ I whispered softly. ‘Hmmm, that’s bad, very bad of.