”Michael’s reply was, “I love that song too, but the lady who sings that with me is off on her own tour right now, and we don’t have time to a...dition anyone to sing with me.”“Michael,” a voice from behind me said, “I use to sing in my church choir, could I help you out?”Sarah?This was quite a blockbuster to us all, even Claire and Kalista. We all were amazed Sarah would even think to say such a thing out loud. I have heard her humming songs before, even singing a little. It never occurred to me. One couple, a boy and his girlfriend, who seemed to delight in fucking with me, played with me for almost an hour. She drove her fist up inside of me and I squirted all over her. That pissed her off and she began slapping me and eventually shoved her hand up my ass. That hurt.The scariest thing they did though was face fuck me. The guy stuck his cock in my mouth and the girl reached between his legs and grabbed my hair and pulled till his cock went down my throat then she would let some slack. The farmer smiled as we drove away, and I was pretty sure he knew what Jake and I would be doing. I wonder what he would have thought if he had any idea about what pleasure toy would be doing.We drove for a few more minutes before we came to a cattle gate. Pleasure toy opened the gate, drove into the meadow, and closed the gate. We drove a hundred yards or so, until we came to a small pond. There were three huge oak trees about 50 feet from the pond.We got out of the van, and walked to the. Can't she see, I'm trying to read? I could go away from her to my bedroom, but hell and damn, this is my house. I'm paying the rent and utilities. I'll be damned if I'll give way to a freeloader. Yeah, it's getting real stubborn in here.More and more, her comments came faster and faster. Now, non-stop, she manically chattered. It seems like random shit. It's my turn to be non-responsive.Then finally, her snippets become the prelude to her story. "Dudley Do-Right, Huh. Fuck that. Never seen one..