The next day John put her on hormones so she would not get pregnant and not have any more periods so she could work with no time outs. She was kept na...ed and showered and douched her cunt and ass between every appointment. The men that came were all over forty and many sixty and one guy was seventy. John set up a monitor so he could watch to make sure none of the men harmed her. They could spank and slap but nothing to leave marks or scars. Then one day the man that came was a big man and he. "A fourth wife. Pilar. Macro, you know that I was hesitant, even against it. I've had time to think. Pilar spent the last two nights with us. I wanted to see whether I can be comfortable in her presence, even if we do ... things." Things? What things?" The things to which your wives resort when the Prince of their hearts leaves them alone for some gambling and drinking with his soldiers." Oh, those things," Macro grinned. "Tell me, First Wife, have you tried those out with Pilar?" No, you. Then suddenly there was a roar as the hallway opened to space. The auto doors slammed shut and the pod self initiated launch. I could hear the woman next to me scream as the realization of what had happened sank into her soul. Then mind numbing acceleration accompanied by a rocking sensation as the lifeboat struck something on the way out. The ship had used its booster engines to launch us out of the birth. That would only happen if life had been detected on the pod and the attaching hallway. ” Marc laughed at the white guy in the two hundred meter dash that was way behind the black athletes. Not only that, but he was also running bottomless, with his small penis flopping up and down as he ran. “Aww, looks like the little guy is really trying, though.” Karen looked at the white guy who had half the sprint left after the black men had finished. “Hahaha... little guy sure is right.” Marc laughed at Karen’s hint. The cameraman then zoomed in on the white guy’s face and then on his itty.