As usual in Art, only four of us were male. It had been that way all the way through high school as well. Art is for sissies and no one wants to be a ...issy. I didn’t care.“You need to work on perspective,” Blankenship said, pointing at one piece of art. He moved to the next. “There’s no depth.” At another, “You should be a cartoonist, that’s the only direction your art is taking you.” “What the hell is that?” It seems like he didn’t have a good word to say about anyone. He stopped behind me and. Still, I did a goodjob keeping my voice at as neutral a tone as possible, despite the worrythat I was about to lose what was left of my meager feminine supplies.Appearing to not notice my hesitation, she continued on."Listen Alexis, I spoke with Alexis... sorry, Miss Bailey's parents thismorning. They told me that they didn't want us to go to the expense ofsending her belongings back to them, that the money would be better usedon catching her killer. Normally under these circumstances, we. I felt a splash of something cold on my ass, which must have been lube, and then Jan slid his fingers into my ass. As he pushed his fingers deeper, he slowly pushed his cock further into my mouth at the same time. I gasped as his fingers went all the way in and then slowly out and in again. As his fingers moved faster and faster so did his cock and so I just had to stay as still as I could with my mouth open while he fucked my mouth and fingered my ass. Taking one last, extra deep plunge into. I made the mistake of saying it to Sofia tonight when I was tied up.Big mistake. She got very angry.Shouting and cursing in whatever language she spoke,I didn't care if she was pissed off, but she punished me.Oh yeah, she punished me. I was tied to a chair at the time,and naked. She screamed in my face,grabbed my cock,moving it up and down hard, and bit my neck hard enough to leave hickies all over me. Bitch knew I was married but didn't care.When I shouted at her to stop she slapped my face.