My mom was enjoying the insults and was moaning louder.“Fuck me, fuck your dirty little whore sister,” my mom moaned. I was lost in the ecstasy. S... much so that I never noticed a person who was standing right behind me. It was my uncle Ryan. He was the eldest of all. I had lost track of time. So I didn’t know since when he was staring at me.I turned back and as soon as I saw him, I knew I was in trouble. I looked at him and to my surprise, he was naked too. Maybe he had gone down to eat a snack. The Captain stammered, “I could offer you a little relief.”“Oh, that would be marvellous, would you like to do it now?” she asked.He nodded enthusiastically. So, Glenda, had him follow her to her cabin. She was soon undressed and knelt on the end of the bed with her arse to him, “I can’t lie on my stomach. Do you think this position would work?”The Captain assured her he could access her very well in that position and hurriedly stripped. It didn’t take him long to have his cock pumping away. He had hit my left eye before I could shut them. It hurt but he kept shooting like a water hose. He covered my young face with hot sticky sperm that started sliding down my cheeks and dripping on my chest. The man with the camera was moaning and I knew he was hard again. “You look great frosted boy” he said.He zoomed at my splattered face and ordered me to look at the camera and say I loved cumshots on my young face. I did.He lifted me up and took me to the desk. Turning me around he made me. “Be patient. I told you I’d tell you where the cucumber is, but first I need you to remove my wet panties,” she said, accentuating “need”, her soft voice practically dripping with lust.There was an unusual look on the manager’s face as he reached out for Jessica’s panties. I wondered if he was starting to get it. Once Jessica’s panties were off, she slowly spread her legs wide. The manager instantly looked down at her bald, teenage twat. It took a moment for him to register what he was seeing..