Since I could visit my house I did not need to go crazy packing and brought a minimum of clothes and toiletries as well as my laptop computer. My uncl...e Mukesh drove me there the evening of my parents flight to save them the trouble of driving me so we said our goodbyes before I left.Uncle Mukesh was younger than my father by a couple of years. He and his first wife divorced a few years ago after fourteen years of marriage and two children, my cousins Mukesh Jr. who was now 18 and his older. I felt her pussy muscles contracting and pumped in her faster and faster and she came on my dick I was not done yet. I was going more and more harder now she was going mad on me now and shouting more and more and her orgasms were increasing and we both came together. Now she was riding me sitting on top of me and again we both came and feel on each other and slept.The next morning when we woke up and had our kissing and other things and she went for taking bath and I went out to take some fresh. Maybe it was because he was my only friend from high school who came with me to Austin. Or maybe he was just kinkier than I ever thought, but he got really into the whole daddy/brother thing. Everyone else seem to shy or nervous to speak aloud, but he kept going with his dirty talk as he stroked himself hard again, inspired by seeing our friends wash his cum off her face with their pee.He egged everyone on, shouting out questions without any sense of shame."You like being Daddy's little piss. "The discussion with David had clarified a lot of things in his mind. There were a lot of things she had done that he couldn't forget, but he could forgive. He had appreciated the fact that she hadn't tried to deny what had happened or her role in tearing apart the family. He didn't think he could have forgiven her if she had done that."Oh John!" she screamed.She threw herself at him. Her hug squeezed his chest to the point where it was difficult to breath. She sobbed in tears. He held her in.