He still has on his clothes and I remember thinking I was glad. Japanese sex “Mmmm. Good isn’t it sweet pea.” He says. He continues to pull his finger out then push it back in and I am not sure what was happening, but it doesn’t hurt, it actually feels pretty good. After several strokes he takes his hand away from mine but tells me not to stop. I was excited that my uncle was there because he always allowed me to stay up past my bedtime. Back in those days society did not educate children about sex offenders, their “private parts” or the inappropriateness of being touched there by adults. He still has on his clothes and I remember thinking I was glad. I wasn’t afraid of him, or what he was doing. He moves just a little while holding my head still, forcing his cock in and out my mouth several time.
