"Ready Joe?" the disembodied voice of Bennett comes from the in-chamber speaker. "Starting the countdown. Good luck, buddy."You take a deep breath as ...ennett calls out numbers from ten slowly down to one. Then suddenly, a fog-horn type alarm sounds and Joe feels the strangest feeling surging through his body.Then he feels light-headed, and his body drained of energy. He collapses to the floor, and his vision seems to fizz as though his eyes are full of cheap lemonade before it fades to. "Now, it didn't take a rocket scientist to tell that the game got down and dirty right then. Debbie should have probably taken Claire's shorts, so she would still be substantially covered, but she chose to leave Claire topless, with her rapidly hardening nipples out for all to see.Jason lost the next hand to Claire. "I really like those shorts, Jason," Claire crooned. Jason stood and Clair took his pants. For some reason, though, she seemed to have difficulty removing them past the bulge in. She was sore and rugburned but she felt her pussy tighten and contract squeezing his cock. Then he started coming , his belly flappy down on her ass and he collapsed on top of her.She could hardly breath as he was panting.He pulled his penis out and saw no blood. "The whore. I married a whore. No blood, I wasn't the first." He spat on her and shouted, "I divorce you. I divorce you. I divorce you."The Algerian smiled. He picked up the ruins of her panties and used them to mop up some of. Two of them began humping themselves against her tits, their tiny stiff cocks rubbing over her hardened nipples. Meanwhile the third one found the perfect alternative to a pussycat pussy, her mouth. His smallish three-inch cock found its mark and he also began humping her face.In her present state, Jillian had no knowledge of what was happening to her, so her mouth began sucking the humping cock energetically, urging it to fill her mouth with jism.Meanwhile, the five dogs in the room looked on.