I look down on my body to my bald pussy, it was all wet with Dad’s pee.I took a long hot shower. I couldn’t believe what my Dad did to me last nig...ht. He had raped me and then he had King rape me too. Then this morning he had me pee outside like a dog, then I drink his pee. But was it rape if I liked it? And would I want it to happen again? The answer was yes I want it again. I more submissive than I thought I was.After my shower, I got dressed and went downstairs. Dad had left to go play golf,. She was in a red saree standing tall and elegant. With minimum makeup. Looking hot.We took off to a mall nearby. I told her now that we love each other she should feel young and look young. We need to groom her appearance. She should look like my gf.We went in the mall did extensive shopping.We bought her latest undergarments, hot pants, yoga pants, track pants, and jeans. Various tops.Tank tops. And we bought some sexy night dress for her.Then we took her to parlor for complete makeover. From. It was immoral and illegal. It was also the most intense mental and physical connection she had every felt for any human being.This issue of her womb, that miracle of life created in her and brought forth squalling into the world, had created an indelible maternal bond. Their incestuous coupling added an indescribable dimension to that maternal bond.Ultimately, the potent liqueur made she and John drunk and horny. They retired to the bedroom in the rear of the RV. They were not much on. I could feel the pre-cum oozing from my member, I hadn’t been this turned on in ages. Sam’s body buckled for a third time as she climaxed. I pulled back from her, she look at me over her shoulder, with the sexiest eyes ever as I took my thumb and tasted what her backdoor had to offer, still locked together by our eyes. She swished her ass in the air as to signal me and him to fill her up on pump number 7. I undid my jeans and he sprung free glazed over with pre-cum, and ready to feel her.