Kaylee protests to Erika

Kaylee was still tied up, her big breasts jiggled slightly as she sobbed. "Oh Erika how could you?"

"Just use lots of your spit to lubricate, watch the teeth, try and relax and enjoy it if you can," Erika advised, but then saw Kaylee's expression and realized she wasn't asking for cocksucking pointers. "Every white South African girl knows a time like this could come, where if she wants to live she better be ready and willing to get blacked by some very bad men," Erika whispered, looking over at their captors before back at the busty beauty queen. "And no way that body of yours is going unused here."

"Yeah, nigger cum in every hole right?" Kaylee reminded her spitefully. "I thought we were friends, then you tell those kidnappers that I deserve a nigger baby?" She shook her head in disbelief. "I am Miss Teen South Carolina, and a proud daughter of the confederacy!"

"You begged for your life earlier, remember?" Erika retorted, and she could see from her reaction that Kaylee had either hoped to forget that or that she hadn't been heard. "Now I plan to survive this, so unless you want to die that means being a good little white ****." Then she shrugged. "When else are you going to get the chance to worship some big black cocks?"

"Oh sweet Lord Jesus," Kaylee gasped at the shocking visual dancing in her head, her eyes darting back to the kidnappers as they approached...