She took the beautiful night gown her auntie made, out of the bureau drawer and carefully folded it and tucked it too inside along with her few blouse... and skirts along with her bottle of perfume, a shawl and another pair of sandals, also a small brass crucifix from her grandmother's coffin and her rosary beads. It all went in. Oh, and also her little wooden box that held her writing paper and a pen and some papers. All her worldly possessions inside one little frayed bag, her whole life.She. Her hand moved from his throbbing manhood and clutched his shoulders; she was so turned on that she thought she might fall. As he sucked on her breast he took one of his hands and ran it down her body, then back up between her thighs. She quickly moved her legs apart. She needed his touch, she wanted to impale herself on his fingers, she was going crazy with need. It was all she could do not to forcibly take his fingers and shove them as far into her dripping pussy as possible. Just thinking. It was her titties, with their large, ruddy-colored nipples and saucer-size aureole that had me walking around with a perpetual erection. I was whacking off six or seven times a day just to keep from shooting my wad in my Jeans. I could always tell when Amber was horny. Her lovely nipples grew into huge, hard thimbles of tit flesh that showed clearly through Amber’s lace bras and her pussy juices soaked through her panties, leaving her fiery-red bush clearly visible. I would have loved to strip. I know that he would not feel as if I had betrayed him. And it was his idea that we make you the real father of the baby. That way, we keep it in the family and we know that you would never reveal the truth to him or her.”Yes, I did know how much they wanted to have a child of their own. And I knew that my brother would never think badly of me for being the father of his child. But how could he do this without allowing his own true feelings for Rajini to come out?I had felt so strongly for my.