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Chapter 29 by justahornydude justahornydude

Let’s split this into two parts

Keep fucking that “strong” Chinese whore

As your shaft gets wetter your thrusts get faster, and it’s only 3 minutes after the last orgasm that she’s getting ready to cum again.

She bites down on her finger. “Mn. Mfhh. Mmmmff eakkkk!” She lets out a little squeak as her hips buck wildly and her body convulses as she once again cums harshly against your pistoning shaft. The loud, irritating women who belittled you at every opportunity was now squeaking beneath you as you thrust in and out of her, helpless to do anything but take it.

Each time she cums her pussy gets more sensitive as she’s able to cum more easily, you realize this when after only a minute she let’s out a sharp “AIEE!” as she starts seizuring beneath you.

“Already? Jeez Wang, you’re disappointing me.” She doesn’t have the strength or the dignity to glare at you, she just looks to the side as she’s conquered, not wanting to look at the man, who she despised, forcing her pussy to completely surrender to him.

“What’s wrong Zipperhead? Cat got your tongue? Or is your throat too sore to talk after what I did it?” She continues to refuse to look your way.

“Nah that can’t be it, with all the screaming you do there’s no way that thing isn’t sore all the time, like your pussy from now on.” He laughs, she just shuts her eyes and whimpers as you **** her pussy to cum again against her will.

“You know you’re oddly quiet when you’re getting fucked? Maybe I should just do this every time you bitch at me. Yeah, when ever you bitch to me about the recycling, I’ll push your head down and face fuck you till you pass out next to the garbage. And when you come up to complain every time I make a noise slightly louder than a fucking mouse, I can just throw you against the door and **** you to make some noise of your ow,” lean in, “how does that sound Xiu?”

She starts to look over instinctively when her first name is called, but quickly shuts her eyes and looks away as another orgasm rocks her body. “Urrkk!” She grips the sheets and clenches her teeth as the orgasm makes it way through her, tightening and tensing her body like she’s try to curl up into a ball and hide.

But she can’t hide, not from this. All she can do is reap what she sowed as you take her completely, grunting with each powerful thrust.

She opens one slanted eye and looks up at you. The man who she hated, the filthy American pig who made her feel ungodly rage just by looking at him and his white skin, was completely conquering her small, weak, fragile body.

What’s Wang Xiu thinking about? (To the tune of What’s Gibby Thinking about?)

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