Expecting her to jump off and let the rest land on my stomach, I was surprised when she took her hand and milked my cock so she could swallow every dr...p.She laid down next to me and gave me a smile that prohibited my cock from going soft. I let her know that I wanted more by kissing her neck and running my hand down to her crotch. I could tell she had gotten very turned on from getting me to cum by the wetness of her pussy. As I fingered her, her juices were running down her pussy onto the bed. The old tree, partiallyleaning over, is silently awaiting my well-deserved punishment at Fr. Joe'spriestly hands. First, I am ordered to drop my pants and shorts. When theyare down around my shoes, my huge nine-inch cock swings out, the angry headslick with lube. I am then pushed against the tree, and my hands and anklesare restrained with old rope. Fr. Joe goes into the cabin, and then comesback with a willow switch, the gnarled twigs bunched together lookingmenacing as all hell. "NOW YOU. Bacche ke hath Mai Lal pad jata. Par ma’am Ko koi mercy nahi aati.Mai ma’am ka umbrela lekar unke saath chalta.Ma’am ek long stick Apne saath Rakhi thi. 5 km chalne ke Baad madam boli “Niche utaro hame”.Students ne ma’am Ko niche ultra.Maam ne tabhi jor se paad mara purrr puuut puurrr pooo.tabhi ek student madam ke gand ke paas sunghne chala Gaya.Madam ka strict aadesh tha ki agar wo fart kare to turant kisi student Ko use attend karna hai.Madam bahut gussa ho Gaye aur bole “Maine paad ki badbu. . , too small."The young boy pulled on his new gloves. The old man watched the boy bring the new gloves up to his nose. The boy inhaled a long breath, savoring the smell of the new leather. He smiled.The old man happily returned the boy's smile of gratitude. Nothing like living vicariously, he thought, as he remembered another young boy from another time, and another winter now long passed.The young boy went on his way. The old man made his way through the heavy snow back into the house. He.