“OK,” Max said, rubbing the sunscreen on my lower leg and buttocks, squeezing my buttocks occasionally, and sliding his fingers in the crack of my butt. At night, I turned and saw a shadow standing in front of my bed. Inadvertently, I hold on to the door handle with one hand and the leg of Max with the other. “Don’t forget to put on the sunscreen, Emma,” Helen said, “you are snow-white. Are you ready?” Aunt Helen called as I was putting on my bikini. He was not rubbing the cream. Aunt Helen slapped on Uncle Rich’s pants, hitting his cock. A cock head was rubbing on my lips, brushing my teeth. I felt the pillow on my face removed, but I still kept my eyes closed. I took my shirt off and asked Max, “could you put some sunscreen on my back?” pulling my waist-long hair up and exposing my neck and back.
