"Get up on your knees again, Miss Frazer," his voice husked down at his teacher. "Come on, get that ass of yours up in the air!"Joan tried to stiffen ...er nakedly cowering body and press tighter to the straw, bitter tears of anguish and pain running down her cheeks and wetting the smooth hot skin of her face. She felt the young boy drop behind her and slowly, relentlessly force her knees apart with a rough pressure that scraped the tender backsides of her thighs and calves. One of his hands. It would take less than two minutes to deploy its load, and it would be safe to join them. In the meantime, I undressed in the hallway, with my cock hardening by the second.I found that the spray affected me too - it made me harder, and I had more stamina - I as able to keep fucking longer and I would not lose my hardness even after cumming. And my cums had much more volume and creaminess to them.That was the longest couple of minutes ever.I walked into the room, and climbed up onto the bed. Michele rubbed herself wile reading because it felt good.When dinner was served Mikes arousal recovered but Joan would take care of that by bedtime. It was strange to have her kids naked at dinner and strange for Joan to be naked as well. Not long after dinner Mike would use his tongue and fingers on Michele and Joan giving them two orgasms each. He sort of liked the taste of vaginal discharge and enjoyed them having orgasms he became aware of the vaginal contraction when they had an orgasm. . ”I continued the story, “Then one of my brothers shot the leader’s horse with a shot gun and my other brother shot and killed the fourth rider. The shot horse keeled over and trapped the leader. We got him loose, and when he told us again that they planned to kill everyone but my brother’s wife, Raylene, the women got kinda upset.”“Is that what you call it?” The deputy asked. “The man you call the leader rode into town last night tied to his horse.”“No sir,” I said. “My brother shot his horse..