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Tribal Toy

Yaya promised Carrie a little 'induction into his tribe' ceremony. But Carrie was under no illusion of what it really was: a gangbang.

There were assorted men, older, younger, heavy and thin. All dark black, all with rough hands and large cocks. They were in an empty warehouse in Abidjan, lined up, ready to pork this white whore's holes.

They were all generous with palming her round ass and C-cup tits, marvelling at how soft her skin was. How plush and pliant she was. They kept her airtight for most of the afternoon, one replacing another in her ass, or her pussy, or her throat. But they had to finish on her pretty face, that was Yaya's rule.