But small barnyard animals are OK? I guess getting goat-fucked means something far more personal for her than how the urban dictionary defines the term.
Joan has developed a potion that makes women incredibly horny that lasts around 24 hours unless the woman is physical stimulated down there.
Why deliver it by dart? Just implant it while we're being nailed. Oh well, everything else has been pretty surreal today; why not this too? I'm to remain highly sexually stimulated unless I am stimulated down there?
Oh wow! Kinda feels good! Really fucking good! I'm gushing just like Barb! That's humiliating to do in front of everyone, but what can I do? And my nipples! Damn, they're stiff as hell and tingling like they're being kissed and sucked and stroked by someone who really knows what they're doing! Wow!
OK, I really, really, really want to squeeze and rub my thighs together right now, or impale my pussy on a really big cock! How am I to deal with all this unrelieved sexual tension running through my body? It'll be torture -- torture -- to not be able to get off, to have an orgasm!
"Please," I beg, straining on my cross. "Please! Won't somebody please stroke my clit? Please, please!"
The spectators are unaware of why we three are acting like overheated bitches in heat all of a sudden. Bob, and his buddy Vern, speculate:
"Hey Bob," says Vern, as he finishes off his beer, "this bitch wants someone to play with her pussy."
"Yeah, Vern, I heard it too," says Bob. " Seems an odd request for a crucified cunt. I mean, you'd think the pain would pretty much keep 'em from getting horny."
"Yeah. Wonder what got into them?"
"Dunno. But they sure as hell are squirming around a lot more. And damn, lookit that bitch squirt pussy juice! That's one fucking stimulated cunt I tell ya."
"Maybe we should help her out. I mean, she's really begging for it."
Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta your pants!