There were bales of hay all over the place and lots of loose hay too. There was an area of the loft that was covered in blankets. As I observed my s...urroundings Stephen began running my leash through this metal hoop that was welded to the floor. Stephen pulled the leash so tight that it forced me to my knees. He secured the leash to a hook that was attached to a beam that kept me on my knees. Stephen removed his jeans and revealed his erect cock and walked to me. My mouth automatically. Main boli: Waise… ek baat poochu?Tushaar: Haan kyu nahi, poocho.Main sharmati hui apne haato ko ragadne lagi mano main kuch poochna chaahti hun par kafi Sharma rahi hun.Tushaar: Pooch Shobha, lagta hai tumhare mann mein aisa kuch hai jiss bare mein tum kisi se kuch kahti nahi.Main: Woh… tum aur tumhari patni… uspar kya baate karte hai?Tushaar samjah gaya par meri jhooti sharam dekh woh bola: Sharmao mat Shobha, saaf shabdo mein poochlo jo bhi poochna hai, main kisi se nahi kahunga.Main: Woh…. She had one of her, red bangle clad hand pressed against her back pinning the curtain of the kurti to prevent it from falling. The other hand was pressing her panties tightly against her vagina.The stench in the room was heavy but not at all displeasing. In a way it added to the eroticism of the scene.After pooping for 5-6 seconds in the toilet pan, mom sheepishly adjusted her legs to move to her right. Her bum never stopped defecating so now the poop landed on the right toilet floor tiles.. Just remember that your teammates might become a bit jealous and if they do some might take it out on you in practice." Such is life," I said with a shrug as Jason and I found our assigned lockers and began changing for practice. The other members of the team were also throwing material into lockers. We could hear coaches calling for the team to get on the field quickly as there was a lot to practice for the week.Even after meeting with Coach Durant, Jason and I were two of the first to run to.