Well this ought to be interesting, Rebecca thought.Tony started with a simple intro on his acoustic-electric followed a measure later by a strong bas... note by Kyle and simple but incredibly crisp accompaniment by both Dewayne and Jerry. Tony addressed the microphone and began singing.Day after day I'm more confusedYet I look for the light through the pouring rainYou know that's a game that I hate to loseAnd I'm feeling the strain, ain't it a shameHis voice was soulful with just enough. She could feel Sam tensing under her and imagined he was getting close now. Angus meanwhile was slowly easing the buttplug from her and she could feel her ass protesting against the extrusion of the rounded end, much more than when it had gone in with the narrow end first. The feeling made her moan and in response Sam bucked his hips a little, driving himself deeper into the back of her throat.As Angus twiddled the plug in her ass, repeatedly pulling it out to the widest point before letting it. Unfortunately, our worst fears were confirmed when she lay there in a coma. Completely unresponsive to the world. I had heard somewhere that people can hear when they are in a coma. I made my presence known. “Gab. It’s me Ty. I just want to let you know that I love you. I always will. Nothing can change that.” I tried to hold back tears as I kissed her forehead. I left the room to gather myself in the waiting room. I couldn’t see my love like that. It pained me too much. Abby surprised me with. A spreader bar is attached to my ankles spreading my legs wider apart. They leave me hanging there to dry.After hanging there what seemed like forever, my arms hurt badly. I had fallen asleep at some point. I am awakened by someone coming once again through the door. It is the largest black man I had ever seen. His massive muscles rippled even through his clothes. He walks over to me, slapping at my breasts making me squeal out. The sting is absolutely unbearable. His large black hands.