But sure enough I felt Joan giving me gentle shake. I had to open my eyes and she just wiggled her finger in a follow me action. The spoon and my bowl... were on the bench. I said “Joan, I can't do it this morning. I am really, really sore from yesterday.” “Oh, show me,” replied Joan. “No, I just need to give it a rest today,” I pleaded. Joan just reached over and tugged my boxers down. My cock was completely shriveled up with my foreskin hanging loose and open about half an inch past my knob.. I had no time to think about it, as Rob was back in a second, and already setting the camera. The camera flashed several times as he took photos from different angles. I didn't shy from his photo taking, and he became more bold. "Lay back on the pillows - that's right - straighten this leg - bring this leg up a bit - look sexy - pout your lips a little - lips parted - that's it - perfect - so sexy."The camera flashed again and again as he took photo after photo."Now kneel - that's right - move. But I don't know if it will ever be like your mom and your sister, or Teri and Tessa, or Rosario and Jean," she lamented. "By now, I've given up even getting any encouragement from Dad." At least you've made sure there's affection between you and Matt and Shelley," he pointed out."Don't remind me. That was the hardest thing about going away." Do you think your mom is taking up some of the slack with them?" he asked."I think she would like to, but she has to, um, learn how."Deciding he did not. I stood up from the bed, and turned to her as she lay there. I noticed the big bubble behind her that I have come to known as her butt. I put my hands on my hips and gave a reluctant look. Maybe had we been changing in the same room it wouldn't have been so weird. After all these years we never changed together. The fact that she was laying there smiling at me and looking forward to seeing my body made it awkward, and the fact that she is so perfect and that im, so average, made me kinda.