”I went to the fridge and grabbed a couple of local IPA’s saying, “So what brings you here after so long?”“I wanted to say I’m sorry and u...ing the phone would be too impersonal.”“Sorry? I think I am the one who should be saying I’m sorry.”“Dad, we all screwed up. I have been talking to David”I interrupted “You’ve been talking to your brother? Really?”“Yes, these past few months we’ve talked a lot and we, well I, think we’re back to where we were before ... before you know, the divorce.”“That. Grace and her grandmother tend to keep to themselves. Their house is perfect for a hermit. It is set back in a large grove of trees about a hundred yards off a small secondary road. The house is miles from the nearest neighbor. It is not exactly like the ‘House of Usher’, but it does have a sort of old, creepy feel to it. Because of these features nobody will hear noises from the house if Grace and Isadora don’t cooperate with us. I am sure we can ‘persuade’ them if needed. We formed a simple. Up and down, up and down, her little hand stroked me while her panties excited me wildly just below. I had no plan for our morning encounter and so I just enjoyed the thrilling sensation of my niece's hands working my now rock hard cock towards it's inevitable conclusion. She didn't have long to wait. With little Cindy sitting on the bed, her gorgeous little tits showing through her nighty and her pussy now bare I was ready to spurt at any moment."Is it gonna...is it gonna squirt out Uncle. Everyone there had been at the game, and most were former players and students. Many of the ladies had been cheerleaders. Some looked it, some didn’t.The party lasted very late. Finally, Trish said that we should run back to the dorm for some clothes for tomorrow. It was still mild enough that the guys would want to play golf, and we would go to church afterward. We did the round trip and got back in time to help Trish’s folks say goodbye to everyone and help clean up. When we had the place.