My cock was hard before she sat down and was even harder now.As the movie started I felt her hand massaging the back of my neck. Her other hand was on...my thigh and starting slowly moving from my knee to my crotch, stopping just short of my cock, back and forth."She pretty hot, don't you think?" she asked."Not as hot as you..." I whispered hoarsely.She gave me a big smile and then leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back and was rewarded with her tongue pushing into my mouth. She held my. I stepped out of them as my uncle picked them up and placed them on top of the dresser.“Now remove your underwear.”“Can’t I leave them on, please?” I begged.My father gave me a cold stare. “Kevin, now.” I lowered them down and stepped out of them as well. It felt odd exposing my small penis to both my father and uncle. I placed my hands over it, trying to hide it from them.“Place your hands to your side and get over my knee,” my father instructed me. I did as he told me to, exposing my ass to. Or that if I did, I'd probably soon regretit. Hell, I was already regretting it.Just then I stared at the shaving razor again, shaking slightly as Irealized that it was my chance. My once chance out of this. I wasashamed of what I was doing, even as I did it. However I didn't thinkthat I had any choice. I was so filled with self loathing and despairthat it seemed the only thing I could do to end it.A moment later, I'd pulled the razor out of the handle and held it in myshaking hand. I. Almost completely independent." The driver sounded almost sincere. "I'm Joe, by the way." I'm Anne and this is Johnny. Yes it is a great way to look around and it's just a pity it's not all flat or down-hill." Mom sort of laughed as she said this.Joe grinned at her and I could see him checking her out. He must have found it a bit unusual to see such an age difference between us, I was 15 going on 19 and Mom was 32 going on 25, but he was too polite to comment and contented himself with saying:.