"It's amazing that she survived," one said. "Her magic panties didn't," said another. They all watched as the last charred remnant of the powerful pan...ties slid from her attractive ass. "Look what happened to her hair," they gasped. Gone were the rich, full-bodied, golden curls. In its place was a head full of split ends, with unruly strands sticking out at odd angles, and a couple of rollers permanently embedded in it. A large zit was forming in the middle of her forehead, and another one was. She let out a deep moan raising her legs into the air allowing me to get deeper inside. I ground my pelvis in her's a couple of times before I pulled out to tease her with the head of my cock. She begged me put it back inside and I partially obliged by sliding half way inside and pulling back out. I did this a few times and then went all the way in. I pumped in and out of her and when I was all the way inside her, I would grind my pelvis in circles. She was losing her mind. Moaning and. The material of her bodice was torn where moments before one of his colleagues had grasped it, ripping it from her full breasts. One nipple had popped out, rosy and pink, enticing in its fullness to their lustful gaze.Their growls of wanton lust pounded in her ears as she had felt long dirty nails pinching at her tender nub. Squeezing it, pulling it so it extended from her body. Feeling it being gripped between nail, twisted as they laughed at her screams. Large hands had tossed her like a rag. “Are you on your own?” she asked in slightly accented english. “No. I,m with a few friends!” I replied. “From Tachikawa Base?” “Yes.” I answered. “Why don,t you join my friend Aikiko and I, I,m Keiko?” she asked. “Okay, I,ll just tell my friends on the way”. We stopped by the table my friends sat at and they wished me well, obviously envying me. Keiko.s Friend Aikiko was just as pretty as Keiko and in western clothing, a navy evening gown that showed off her small breasts to full advantage..