A few days later he dressed me up in a garter belt, stockings and high heels and made me stroke his foreskin, while I masturbated with my right hand, ...hich made me shoot my load quickly. The next week we began stroking each other's dicks, and he could make me spurt with only a few strokes. A few weeks later I took his dripping knob in my mouth while my own cock pointed at my chin. I didn't know what I was doing, but managed to make him spurt so much thick semen down my throat that he made me. "When I complied, I found my back against a metal surface. Restraintsclicked into place around me. My neck, waist, ankles, and wrists were allpinioned in place.Ma'am pressed a button and I was slowly folded into the back of the SUV.The plate I was secured to was hinged at my hips, so I was pulled into asitting position in the rear of the truck. My owner attached a tube frommy waste removal valve to a receptacle in the truck bed, and opened thespigot.It was a new sensation. I was bound in. “May I get in on this cock action,” Gracey asked.“Sure,” I said, and waved at it with my right hand. When Gracey bent over and slid her mouth onto Dad’s cock, I whispered into her ear, “Don’t make him cum. We’re just keeping him hot. When there’s an opening on Dad’s face, feel free to take it.”She looked up at me with the cock still in her mouth, then nodded, which action sucked a soft groan out of Dad. Rhee, Gracey, and I traded places back-and-forth between sucking or licking Dad’s cock and. My hand started stroking up and down my young cock again. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty. “Put those panties down,” she whispered, “Come here and smell the real thing.”I dropped the flimsy garment and took the one step.