It still hurt a bit but, not as much as it was before. He walked around in front of me and lowered me down to my knees, still keeping my hands spread apart and told me to open my mouth. Xxx I turned to grab my rifle and everything went black. Dripping on the ground between us. He jumped, squirmed and cussed into that rag the whole time. Next thing I know he walked over to an old wagon wheel leaning up again the wall and scooped up a finger full of grease and walked back towards me. I took the rag he’d used on me and tie it around his mouth, then tied his hands together under the log and did the same with his feet. With his left hand he started squeezing real hard on my cock and then he put his lips up




















