Deepthroat her

"Gagh-gaghhhhhhhh" the gook whore gurgled with John's dick down her throat, as he finally emptied his balls down her stomach. "Ah, that's the stuff" John sighed as he pulled his dick out of her mouth with a wet "plop" and smacked her in the face with it a couple of times, both to wipe it a bit and to get a point across.

"Oh, wow, honey. It's running down your nose. Here, get some napkins" John said as his radio beeped, the militia leader's voice coming from it.

"Overwatch, report." the gruff voice sounded. The man's name was Thomas, former private security contractor in Afghanistan, so John knew the man had both seen and done some dark shit already. Also, according to his loudmouth buddy James, gay but in need of money like everyone else so here he was with the rest of them.

"Points A to C are clear. Some movement in Point D but it should be done soon."

"Explain." the short answer came.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, looks like some black guys are robing an elderly Asian lady... and other things too." John said snarkily. That was after all the main reason why the "revolution" was losing ground, the minorities couldn't unite to- literally- save their lives and dignity.