Michael started to bob slowly on my shaft, it was so sensual, the water was falling on my back and running down the crack of my ass where I soon felt ...ne of his hands, he pulled my hips into him more and I moaned alittle harder than before now combing my fingers through his hair, I could feel the head of my cock touch the back of his throat, I swear he was starting to suck me his throat and soon he groaned, the vibrations did nothing short of thrill me and I could feel myself on the verge of. They are unnatural to us, unhealthy in any family, and I had sense enough to realize my father was unhappy withholding the truth from his wife. I thought I detected some guilt in him, pangs of conscience which only endeared the man to me all the more.Our mother handled herself somewhat better, but she'd been dreaming of being my slave, while my father had merely dreamed of fucking me. Mom was burdened with guilt less than she was saddled with desire. She didn't shower me with attention, but Mom. The counselors who had been in charge of the other cabins, especially those who had had the 'luck' of being responsible for the younger, less rebellious campers where completely stunned and overwhelmed. Pete, Lisa and Consuela Ortega, who had been counselor for Alice' cabin 10 prior to the big camper shuffle the day before, were smiling and laughing. Lisa, when she thought no one was looking, even gave a discreet 'Black Panther' salute to Robert and Sam.By common accord, all the campers joined. Quickly I looked away feeling guilty. Not only had I just lost my virginity to my uncle’s wife earlier today, now I was checking out his daughter’s, my cousin’s, hot ass. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Aunt Laura come in. It wasn’t until her hand brushed against my shoulder that I looked up into her big brown eyes.“Thinking about me Jim” she said while leaning over my back and running her hand on my chest. My body responded instantly to her touch and I felt my erection.