He continued to pull them up until my shoulders began to ache. I didn’t know the term for what he was doing but I now know that it is called strappa...do. “Ouch, that hurts,” I cried out. “Well, shoplifters have to pay for their crime, Dear,” he said. “And we can’t have you crying out or the neighbors might hear”. Unexpectedly, I felt something being shoved into my mouth and being strapped behind my head. I realized that I had been gagged. I shook my head and tried to push the gag out of my mouth.. “Hey, it tickles me…!” he yelled at me.“I’m sorry, I’ll do it slowly” I said in calmed tone. As I was circling around her hole, he cummed all over my face, and I wiped out the sperm from my face and continued with his cock and then I slowly started to enter his hole. He moaned louder as he never did before, ya I understood him. We never done that before, so hurt him so much. My fingers were not wet so it hurt even more. “I’ll be back with the Vaseline.” I rushed in the bathroom to get it.“Do. Cowboys and farmers was kind of it....Me ...I was this seriously built Surfey kind of guy. on my first teaching job ...a fish out of water in the local community but it was a catholic school so i kept my d**g laden lifestyle to a minimum in the town.I was teaching " art" at this convent school ...all good. But as soon as i worked back after school i had visitors from the convent. Students just happened to drop in and say hello.There was one in particular "Kim" Incredibly beautiful and entirely. Not in the dressing room, either,” he continued, “but out in the department itself. The clerk was busy helping someone, so we did it right there between the racks of clothes.”I took a long drink of my beer and shook my head in wonder.“Another time, she wanted to have sex while her parents were in the next room. She just lifted her skirt and straddled me on the couch. Her mother even came into the room, but with her skirt hiding things, it looked like Lori was just sitting on my lap. She even.