Me and Chris served them up and slipped the drugs in with the drinks. We finished and as everyone started to get up to leave the table they found it h...rd to. Their arms were heavy and their heads started to droop. Me and him gave a look at each other and started to get up. There was a desk near the kitchen where we had earlier stashed some rope, I went into the other room and retrieved it. When I came back near the dining room I saw that Doe had slumped out of her chair and was laying on her. Mike stands up on the bed and starts feeding her his massive cock and this continues on for about another 10 minutes." Have you ever taken it up the ass hon?" Cheryl asks my wife. Without taking her mouth off of Mike's cock, my wife manages to shake her head 'no' and Mike begins to grin. Cheryl stops taking pictures for a second to grab a bottle of lube and hands it to me."Lube your wife's ass and get it ready for my husband's cock." Cheryl says to me. Oh no. My wife has never let me inside of. “You’re a suicide,” he continued. “Suicides don’t get into heaven ... I don’t make the rules. That’s above my pay grade. I just enforce them.”“I’m not a suicide,” I said. “I was murdered.”“Bullshi...” he said, catching himself just before he actually swore. “I saw it. I see them all.”“Is this heaven?” I asked changing the subject. “Somehow ... I expected it to be more ... Uhm heavenly.”“Did I not just tell you that you cannot get into heaven?” he asked as if explaining it to a. "Soon most of the men in the bar were swapping comments about me. "Noticed; she almost poked my eyes out, they were sticking out so far." To right, and unless it's our young Katie getting excited, I'd swear I caught a whiff of her fanny."Again the landlord snapped,"That's enough of that kind of language Will."Katie said,"He's right though. Even I noticed it from this side of the bar." Told you. Either she's been taking herself in hand, or somebody's been doing it for her." “Are well from what.