“Mark, you are the younger sibling, are you not?” Old Steeple Fingers said, peering over at us.Mark just nodded.“Mark, the DNA of your body is d...fferent from the DNA of your semen. You are likely to be a Chimera.”Mark stared at Old Steeple Fingers; we all stared at Old Steeple Fingers.“In medical terms, unused fetal material from your mother’s pregnancy with your brother, has been absorbed by you during your own gestation. Unfortunately it is your genitalia that contains your brother’s DNA.”. “Jerk,” she growled, giving as good as she’d got. Soon, we were both soaking wet and laughing so hard that my legs gave out and I was forced to sit on a rock just below the surface and catch my breath. Shelly joined me, the water half way up our boobs. It was heavenly.I’m not sure how long we sat like that, content to drink in the scenery in our drunken state. Half an hour, give or take, sometime during which I had found my hand in hers, her head resting comfortably on my shoulder. It felt nice. Mujhe lag raha tha jaise ke main jannat me hoon.jaise jaise wo jor jor se mere lund ko chusti gayi mara lund bada hota gaya. 10min chusane ke baad maine aunty ko bola ab bas bhi karo kha jaogi kya mere lund ko?? Aunty- jee toh karta hain ki kha hi jau.. bohot dino ke baad aisa mota lund chusane ko mila hain.phir wo jor jor se chusane lagi aur apne hatose mere balls ko rub karne lagi. Main bhi josh main aagaya aur unka sir pakadkar jor jor se dhakke dene laga. Jaise hi main zadane laga main. . too much shit still to do!We made it back to the village on schedule just before noon so I couldn't park my sore needle poked ass, as it was time to make one last big public rah-rah speech before the lights went off. No one would ever be able to say that I didn't warn them!Earlier in the morning before we'd left for the clinic, I'd told Garry that the game was now afoot, and to get his police officers going door to door to gather up, or at least inform everyone nicely, that I'd be holding a.