I flipped. The only thing I could think was stroke. The only other thought I could think was “please let me die”, over and over again. I can’t m...nage if I lose the use of half my body on top of my other issues. I could still move, but I didn’t try to get my wife’s attention. She was in the other room. I was scared stupid, but If I was having a stroke I’d rather it kill me than adding another level of disability. I don’t want a life as a vegetable in a home.On the Night Of Hell they thought I. She wanted to push him away but her hands were bound behind her back so she was powerless to resist him. His cock penetrated her throat and she felt her gag reflex cause her throat to constrict around him. Vomit rose up her throat but she managed to hold it down as she gagged on his cock. "Get ready for it bitch," he said. He held the cock still in the back of her throat and cum erupted into her. She felt it slide down her throat and fill her stomach. He pulled out and wiped more cum over her. I called the hotline back and told them, hey, I'm the one who tipped you to get the kidnaped girl, I've got some more for you about the three assholes you busted with her and their boss, too. And I told the person on the phone to have somebody call me back if they wanted it. You can bet they did, pretty damn quick, and I gave them the story. About Bobby, I mean. I told them he was in it up to his ears, told them about the coke, told them I could prove it and they could, too, if they just raided. Recompense.” That was all the voice said. As if on command, all the six women who had pleasured her stepped back to the grill. The woman with the piercing blue eyes who had fingered her to climax gestured her to kneel. Laura did as she was bid. All six women dropped their pants, dresses and gowns, depending on what they were wearing. Six women in different stages of undress, with masks on their faces, were surrounding her. She felt heat flush through her loins again. She realized at that moment.