Fortunately, the strength I needed to sing this wonderful song washed over me and allowed me to sing:“I can only imagine what it will be like?When I...walk by Your side?I can only imagine what my eyes will see?When Your face is before me?I can only imagine.Yeah!“I looked at the girls in my band and immediately knew that they weren’t emotionally going to be able to help with this song as tears were welling up in their eyes. Most of the students sitting and standing around us also were crying. As I. I couldn’t think any more. I was lost in the feeling of being slammed between these two men as they used my sweet fucktoy body. Then like waking out of a dream I heard voices. Male voices all around me. I opened my eyes and there were four fully clothed me standing next to us watching Matt and Larry fucking me. “What the fuck,” Larry said while still anal fucking me. “I told you I needed your apartment for tonight.”“I thought you’d be done by now,” a guy with a leather jacket replied. “Fuck you. ..," Bob groaned, "Keep in touch."Bob Martin dropped the phone on its cradle and rested his head in his hands. How had he been talked into such a cockamamie plan? "Come on Smith...," he whispered, "What the sweet fuck, are you playing at?"The 'Spider' was what they called her. Bob shook his head looking at The photo of the prim looking French woman from the rapidly expanding the file about her. They had always assumed that the Spider was a man. From profiling and conjecture, it had been assumed. He was grunting and with a yell he shot his load deep in his wife’s tight little pussy.’Right, now you wanted his spunk’ said Jane. She laid back on the table and got Dave to lead Suzi over.’Finish what you started then’ Dave pushed Suzis he’d down to his wife’s sink filled pussy. Suzi knew what to do. She stuck her tongue out and stroked up and down Janes pussy with it.Dave spunk had stated to seep out, and it was on her tongue and ever grotty face. Jane sat up and pile Suzis face tight into.