It was then i talked to a man, Jack. He was in his 60s. I asked him "Do you where i can find a massage parlor in the area" He laughed and said "Whats ...a young boy like you going to do at the massage parlor" I told him i played soccer and wanted to relax. He told me there used to be a massage parlor, but it was replaced with a mens only hot tub pool party. He said he was going there and i could come with him. At first i resisted but he said "Come on im sure you will have fun" He took me there, we. They were rubbing there cock tip on my holes, they dropped me and the to monsters charged into me AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA........................................................... even though i knew it was coming still it was mind blowing, i was going up and down up and down from all that i came a few times and they came in me, i thought that was it but no they where still fucking me. Rony sat on the floor and me on top of him they still did not pull it out. this. I searched for another old building I could renovate and turn around, but could not find one that fit my profile anywhere in the State of Oklahoma or Southern Kansas.After Xander was born, I started thinking; do I want my son to grow up in an apartment? The answer was "no". So I started searching for a place where I could build a home for my slaves and children. A place where we could have our privacy and my girls could run around nude outside, weather permitting. Six months ago I found that. The boys jumped off the trampoline and put there clothes on and disappeared out of sight. Andy just stood there in anticipation.Five minutes later and the boys reappeared at the house end of the garden. Andy walked down to greet them. “Hey.” Andy said casually.“Hey, how you doin’?” One of the boys asked.“Oh yeah not bad”. Was the response.There was a long silence until one of the boys asked if they could play with Buffy to which Andy confirmed. The older boy, and still turned on boy soon.