How was it that, for the second time in the last few months, I felt like the dad of a teen-aged daughter?A few minutes later I pulled alongside our li...ttle home. I sat in the truck for a minute, thinking of how Dan and Cindy must've felt. Sat too long, because the door swung open and an auburn-covered head peeped out. I smiled at my wife and got out of the truck."You okay? You looked like you were a thousand miles away, Alan..." she said."Nope, about three hundred south, actually," I said."Dan. My son’s friend, Brad who was at college with him was sitting on the sofa in the kitchen drinking a glass of water. “Hi Brad,” I said, “I didn’t know you were here.” “Oh, John’s gone to work and I’m just waiting for my sister to pick up the phone so she can come and get me,” he said. Brad was eighteen at the time and had known my son for a few years so I was pretty comfortable with him being around. He had turned into a handsome young man in the last couple of years with a reputation for being. That was a dumb thing to aks, master told me i am only allowed to cum after i asked permission.So he felt the urge to punish me.He took me out of the car and bend me over the bonnet of the car.Then he put 2 pegs on each pussy lip.He took his dick out and stuffed it into my cunt, and started to pounding me hard.It only took him a few moments to come deep inside of me.I didnt even had the chance to ask for permission.When he pulled out i felt the balls being put back in my messy cunt, now his. "Come on sweetie, you need to calm down. Try to take slow breaths like this." Heather made exaggerated slow breaths so Thomas could mimic her.Rachel was brushing his hair out of his eyes and rocking him back and forth in a gentle motion; like a mother with her newborn. The rocking motion was hypnotic to the young boy as both Rachel and Heather cooed to him. Allison, one of Heather's friends brought a cold, damp washcloth from the bathroom down the hall, handing it to Heather, who began to clean.