I opened my eyes and released the air held in my lungs. Suddenly my car lunged forward and my head jerked back. Only then did I hear the crash.Looking...up, the Cadillac filled my rearview mirror. Steam spewed into the air. An instant later Jennifer's tan car swerved around it. It didn't stop. It jumped the curb and crashed into the gas station pump. A thunderous boom coincided with a ball of flame shooting straight up into the air. I closed my eyes at the sight of Jennifer and Heather's. I momentarily stopped protesting and enjoyed how good this was feeling as he sucked harder and that, “OMG a man was sucking my cock!” When this flashed in my mind I started to say “no, no, stop!” again. I think I kept trying to protest in order to maintain some belief in my mind that I was not gay, which was still the internal conflict I was having. Then, even as I said “no, no, no”, a second, third, forth time, I began to relax, sigh and even held Dave’s head. He held on very tight and didn’t. As soon as the punishment was over Steve took a 2nd photograph and covered my back up - still no word was uttered from his lips.I was shaking and as he untied me I managed to walk a few steps before I collapsed to the floor sobbing my heart out.Steve spoke to his Brother, handing him the camera and his Brother left for his Parents house with the evidence.Steve came back to me and picked me up, kissing my hands and head, then he carried me to our bedroom where he laid holding me for hours until. Colleen reached up and took Winnie's hand, and I put my arm around Rebecca, drawing her close. Both girls needed cuddling. Winnie and I obliged.Our cuddling turned into spooning on our great big bed, and that turned into a short nap, until Winnie reminded us that lunch was sitting out waiting for us. That got everyone moving. Just as we left the bedroom, I asked, "Am I bringing the babies and their cribs to the kitchen?"Rebecca gave it a thought, consulted Colleen with her eyes and said, "Nah..