I felt for him. I said he should pretend I’m not here and masturbate all he needs and more, if I can help it.He pulled over at the next rest stop an... had to do the same. No hesitation, no apologies, no judgments. While he jerked off we talked about the sensations I just had and how often, when and where I like to ejaculate. He explored my cock with his own hands as we talked. I talked about jerking off with my neighbor a couple years ago- he had taught me to masturbate like I do. I cleaned. I set up my camcorder that he got me on my 16th birthday. I set it up and before hitting play, went into my room to grab a sexy piece of lingerie I got for my birthday last year to use with my boyfriend. It was a red corset piece with a red thong with black lace. I put it on and went into his room and turned on the camcorder. I said, "Hi daddy, this is for you. If you want me, you can have me. When you come home and see this, go in my room. I'll be waiting," and blew a kiss. I stripped naked in. Releasing their lips, they both turned and began to kiss each other. Right there where you needed them to be but you were excluded as they locked lips and passionately devoured each other. The grip on you remained but only the breeze of their fervent breaths touched you where you desired. The world went white, it took a second or more to register what had happened. Your arms were pulled tight, your shoulders pined and your back was arched. Toes curled and you could not clear your mind. They had. When Stacey's ass involuntarily rejected Mr. Biggenstiff's spent cock,Stacey took it into his sweet mouth, poop juice and all, and sucked itback to a noble stand.All the better to fuck Stacey with.For round two, Mr. Biggenstiff positioned Stacey on his back. Kneesup. Toes pointed. The man slid two pillows under the small of the boy'sback to improve his angle, then covered his angel with his body.Stacey was a helpless pantyboy. Pinned under a dominant, snorting man.A slave to the man's raging.