I carefully framed her pretty face and shoulders, just including the straps of her new white bikini.It was difficult to avoid those junior tits, alrea...y spilling out of her first grown-up swimsuit.I snapped away, zooming out to include more of her body. Ah, those tits – so new and fresh and soft.Jenny opened her eyes: “Proper photos Uncle – just like those ladies on your computer”.I reached around her back to undo Jenny’s bikini top – why do these catches have to be so difficult to operate. To break a boy, you have to be adept atpicking up on certain signs. You have to know when to push forward and when tohold...when to threaten and when to ease back.?Why didnt he scream for help? Because he knew that anyoen entering thecar would see him...see his shame...see his degredation.? He couldnt bare that.?? I placed a hand behind his head and drew hisface into my crotch. He whimered..and then his nose and mouth were pressedagainst my huge hard dick lump in my jeans.??Could he smell my. I led the way watching my handheld to make sure we followed the proper path to the maintenance door. It wasn’t until we reached the door that I noticed how much I was sweating.Mom used the stolen code to unlock the steel door. Oxy opened and held the door. I was the first one through with my needle gun at the ready. The area was clear, and I motioned Mom and Oxy to follow me into a large 20 by 20-meter room with a five-meter high ceiling used for storage. Large and small crates were stacked. She teased his nipples with her fingers, making'kitchy-coo' sounds. What she was doing didn't register as tickling, butas intense erotic stimulation. His cock stood up from a crotch that waspink and hairless, like the rest of his smooth body. Even his head hadnot a single functioning follicle. Because she had no bra on, as shecleaned him with disposable wipes, her sizable boobs shifted aroundinvitingly. He wanted so much to touch them, but his hands were in hugepuffy mitts that rendered.