"She grunted and shuddered as her tight pussy squeezed, "Yes."I smiled as I kissed her, "It belongs to me now."I humped and pressed and rubbed and she...hugged me and jerked, "Ooohhhh!"I pulled back a little to fuck her with short grinding jabs. Her eyes got big and she clutched me as she arched her back, "YES!"I grinned as I kissed her again and continued to fuck her with short grinding strokes. She struggled and squirmed as my slow thrusts into her grew longer and harder. She was bucking and. As I sat back down Stacy introduced me to the gentleman who's name was Jack.Now we had been at the Hayloft bar for approximately an hour and the bar was getting a bit more people in it. Stacy and I continued to talk and every once and a while Jack would say something clever to Stacy to make her laugh. I could tell that between the alcohol, the conversation and the music Stacy was enjoying herself. I asked Stacy if she wanted to go somewhere else and to my surprise she said she would like to. Tell him to empty the place and prepare the car. Go there and dress as a bartender. Bring the Rohypnol and chloroform, we’re gonna kidnap this bitch. Also, get the camera. We’re gonna film the entire thing”Mike relayed the instructions to his brother, and Maurice smiled, excited for what’s about to happen, and did as instructed.Maurice got to the bar and waited for his brother, who arrived a few minutes after he did.Mike sat down on the bar counter stool and asked his brother “is everything. This cut down the number of prospects greatly.Finally, after weeks of discussion, we agreed on a name. Chris, one of the guys in my training class.Chris was 19, a few years younger than either my 27 or Nicky's 24, but from some of my conversations I had with him while hanging out in the evenings after class, he was a total nympho. He was blonde, about 5' 6" tall, good looking though still almost boyish and pretty agreeable to most anything. Nicky and I decided we would invite him to hang out.