Running will get you killed.”I frisked each one and had them start walking toward the barn. When they reached the barn, Misty opened the door and he...rded them inside. Misty was wearing warm clothes but they didn’t hide her figure. Numbers three and six really ogled her and I decided that they wouldn’t survive the questioning that would follow. We were all inside and I took rope and hogtied each one tightly including a noose to choke them if they wiggled much. I left them with Misty and went back. Hood" I comment. "Thanks Jim. But call me Donald" he replies. After undressing we climb onto his bed and sit with our backs against the headboard. There is about a foot between us. I am on the right and Donald is on the left. I am fully erect before we start to masturbate. Mr. Hood's cock slowly enlarges as he moves his hand up and down the shaft. His cock grows to about 9 inches long and a couple inches wide. We watch each other stroke our own cocks. I notice Donald's leg slowly move. I glanced at my mom, a sudden thought flashed through my mind. Was she having an affair? No, that couldn't be. She went to church twice every Sunday and on Wednesday evenings. I had begged my mom to leave dad for years and she said she loved him, that Christians shouldn't get divorced."Mrs. Glassner, I hope you are okay," Betty said, coming over and hugging my mom."Its fine," I told her. "My dad was being abusive and my mom had to defend herself." Oh," Betty said, looking confused. "And that's. If he only knew, I thought to myself, how many times I’ve snuck into his room and jerked off to his private collection when he’s not around!He took another tape from the box, slipped off the cover, and flipped it over several times before inserting it. He rapidly hugged himself against the cold as he came over to the couch where I was lying. I lifted my head, and rested it in his lap as he sat back down.“J-Jesus! It’s fucking freezing in here!” he said, helping me pull the comforter around us.