And, the moment the husband, on-screen, took his penis out of his wife’s mouth, she started talking!“Oh, fuck… Yess, Babbyyy… Fuck me harder! ...ake a slut out of your horny sister-in-law! Fuck me like you own me!” she screamed.I had never seen anything like this before. It was one of the most sleazy productions I had ever seen. The female sure seemed to have been ruthlessly satisfied. But, I also felt the need to admit that I wanted to be the woman in there.However, I was also angry at my own. . the drugged always told the truth. Drug him and ask him why he was on the road."Might work," Jack shrugged."Might not," said Seven."Fifty fifty?" asked Two, "Or iffy iffy?"The other idea was camp in the woods on the other side of the road. Strew caltrops and lay rope traps to disable as many as possible."You know ... they're up to no good if they chase into the woods."Then there was the one nobody but Sultry wanted to try. Ninja into the cave without killing anybody, grab the Damsels and race. Mary was following my script when she asked, "Has anyone of you ever had rape fantasies?" Joey's wife, Barbara, hesitantly raised her hand. She was the baby of the group and at least five years younger than the rest of us.Her face was flaming red. She asked, "Didn't you enjoy it at all? What was it like having that many men playing with you all at once?"This brought out questions from the other three, as well. Mary answered with, "I hated it at first and I fought it as long as I could, but my. “Whatever you want.”Natasha quickly retuned – still wearing the jean jacket that was hanging open, a sight that equally aroused me – holding the vodka bottle in her hand. She put the bottle to her mouth and took a big swig before handing the bottle to Charlene, who took quite a guzzle herself as well. “You too?” she asked me. I didn’t want to be a spoilsport, so I accepted to bottle and took a little sip, before putting the bottle down on the table.I had barely let go of the bottle before.