Misti had taken Carol back to the doctor for her return appointment after the eighth day. He had checked her thoroughly, even taking another ultrasoun...d, and repeating all the lab work. Carol had been feeling very good for the last few days prior to the appointment, so she decided to make good on her promise to herself and the doctor. He had told her to get on the table with her feet in the stirrups as she had thought he would. Misti had remained in the room, as she had the first time, except. Zareb glanced down with a disgusted look on his face. He grabbed the back of my head with both his hands and began thrusting even harder and faster. "Look at me, you worthless faggot." I looked up at him. My face was beet red from being choked to death by his cock. "Where I come from, white men are just slaves to us." He said, while staring right into my eyes. "In my home land if a white man comes to vacation or wanders into our village, he's forced into slavery. He must please every last. Her lovely body arched on the bed. The men were driving her mad with desires she didn't want. Her little pink tongue was licking nervously at her ripe juicy lips. Her arching tits were aching for touches. Her pussy was dripping with cum, burning for more deep pleasures. She was panting hotly."Don't make me like this," she whimpered, twisting her beautiful cunt as if she liked it to be teased by men. "Please don't... you're making me so hot! Ohhhhh, don't... stop... no more... ohhhhh, please,. Hold on tight my pet, this is going to be a very bumpy ride,” I told her as I pushed the throttle back up.We both groaned as the first drop drove her down hard onto my cock. She lifted herself up and held there as she looked at me. “This is going to be intense, Master.” She reached up and grabbed her breasts as she took a few experimental strokes to find the rhythm of the boat again, but was soon slamming down on my cock each time the boat dropped.After a few minutes, I watched as her hands go.