Yes it does

Thunder pulls out some brass knuckles from his pocket as Mama continues to press the live out of him in her headlock as she strokes his cock.

"What its going to be darling?" Mama asks as Riot looks at the ground thinking hard about what Karen said, "Help your lazy partner or call it fiar...."

Thunder then punches Mama in the face knocking her off him.

"How about helping her lazy, but brilliant, partner... bitch."

As Mama holds her face in pain Thunder pulls a metal chain out of his pocket and gets behind her.

He wraps it around her neck and pulled.

Mama struggles as Thunder pulls back, making her struggle as her hands try to claw the chain around her neck.

"What's the matter?" Thunder says in a mocking tone, "Are you okay, sweetie? You look kinda.... blue? Haha!"

Mama starts to feel head lighted as she can feel Thunder's cock getting harder by her ass.

Mama then asks with a raspy voice as her hand grabs for the rope, "Well?!!!"

Riot looks up and runs towards Thunder and pulls him off Mama.

"What's this?" Scot asks, "Is Riot actually doing the right thing? I guess pigs can fly."

"They can? I knew it!" Debbie replies.

"What the....! Riot what are you doing?"

"Her hand."

"Yeah what about it?"

"It's was on the rope, that means you get off her."

"Look Riot, babe, I don't know what the fuck you are doing, but you suppose to help me, help me royally screw this bitch, not grow a fucking conciseness...."

Riot slaps him hard in the face.

Thunder looks stun as Riot yells, "No! You son of a bitch! Whole time we been together I always watch your back but you never had mine! Every time you screw up I had to suffer for it! Every fucking time! You're the reason why we went down from the greatest mix tag team to a bad joke."

"Riot, honey..." Thunder pleads, "Don't do this to me."

"No, no more. You always claim you were the best wrestler out there. Well, guess what? Prove it!"