The other calls from the men had similar results.Jim took Zoey to an early dinner, and then to a most unusual shop called Painting With A Twist. The s...tore teaches people to paint with acrylics, having a teacher on a podium at the front of the room. Each person gets a canvas, and a paper plate with large globs of primary colors on it, along with black and white, and the teacher explains how to mix the paints to get the desired effect in a painting and teaches about brush strokes. Everyone paints. "It sure passes the boner test."Teri looked at him, confused. "What?" she asked.Bob lifted his hand, exposing his full bore erection, or at least the huge tent in his pants it caused. Bob never wore underwear any more, so there was nothing to help control the beast once it got its head up.Teri's eyes got big and round. "Oh!" she squeaked. Then she said "UNCLE BOB! Shame on you!"He just grinned. "What do you mean shame on me? Isn't that the reaction you wanted for your mother? Didn't you want. Watching my swollen prick spread the plump lips of Rachel's gate was probably the most beautiful sight I've ever seen, then the corona made it inside. I could feel her pussy lips clinging tight around my penis head, but I wanted more inside her, so I pushed some more and managed to put a few more inches until I felt her cherry, her hymen, she was mine, and no one could take that away from me at this very moment.She knew what I was going to do and tried desperately to get free, and moved even. I never even felt my head hit the pillow when I fainted.Alice and Aunt Marti were looking down at me when I came to."Are you alright, Max?" Aunt Marti sounded worried."Is all that stuff true?" I whispered."Which stuff?" Mom. You. Alice." I shuddered. "Me," I squeaked. I closed my eyes. I could imagine Mom's mouth closing on my little two-year-old penis. Mom was frigging herself as she sucked off her little boy."Yes, it's all true." But, Mom never... she wouldn't... she couldn't... She won't.