He licked his lips and swayed a little, but held that knife rock steady.I continued to speak softly, “Ever see a man shoot his own hat?”“Huh?”...More confusion.Dumpling had tears streaming down her face. I could smell her piss.I said, “Watch my hat. I’m going to take it off up and toss it in the air. Then...” I raised my shotgun a couple of inches, “I’ll blast it smithereens.”“Huh?”“Watch this.”I moved my right hand up slowly, never taking my eyes off him. I gripped the brim of my black Stetson. The sensation of her hard, begging nipples touching her knees wasn't helping to ease her situation in any way. She looked to her right and the couple were still there, uncaring of her presence or her ability to plainly see them. They were snogging like teens, her hand still gently caressing his growing erection, he was fondling her ample breasts. She quickly turned away just as the woman was taking his cock into her mouth. She could feel her excitement rushing within her as her nectar dripped. 00, I asked him what the trash can had in it."Spoty" or "Spody" he said, or something like that. At my quizzical look he said, "a bunch of different boozes mixed together, with a bunch of different flavored kool aid packets tossed in, and then we put in all kinds of fruit like cherries and peaches, orange slices, pineapple chunks, and stuff. You know, small, bite size pieces." Then he looked around to see that the coast was clear before leaning in and letting me know the secret to the stuff,. She then untied the other two women and guided them blindfolded to the gloryholes. The hoods had holes at their mouths so they could suck cocks, but then Dave told Christine to guide a cock into the other women’s pussies. They slowly moved along the wall as Christine guided all the cocks in turn into the women’s pussies. Dave then led Christine from the room and took her to a bedroom to wait for him. Before going he got the other two women to stand up and wait for him to return, saying that.