Nichole was wondering if this was all her fault, her very own fault? She shuddered as the border policeman’s fat cock burrowed it’s way deeper inside her, it’s cockhead hitting against the rear wall of her stretched pussy. The policeman’s cock was a monster; both in length and girth. It hurt the suspended Nichole as it pounded and slammed her.
“Ohhhhhhhh….,” Nichole’s voice was high and in pain.
“Uhhhhhhhhh….,” Patrolman Taligug grunted in a low voice, full of pleasure.
Between Taligug’s repeated thrusts, Nichole wondered if she had brought this upon herself by choosing to join in the huge outward-bound hordes of Western refugees who left their home countries in search of a possible better situation elsewhere; something other refugees had done since the beginning of time. But should she have stayed, chancing the endless riots, out-of-control crime, lack of food and all the rest? Was she now getting what she deserved?
“Bitch. French bitch. Give me all that pussy! Give it up! When I take what I want, there will be little left for my friend over there!”

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