He was very much alive. Ms. Dolly and Rupert buried Momma out back behind the shack beside his mother. The next year she and Rupert planted a pink ros... on her grave. His mother already had a bright red one. They both put out the most fragrant, beautiful flowers I have ever seen. The rumor spread that Momma had left with the man. I stayed with Rupert. Ms. Dolly made sure we had enough to eat. It sure was difficult to get Rupert to accept any kind of help. Many times she just put it on the ground. Before I could say anything else, Jigna applied the cold cream to my dickhead and another batch near my balls and begins to slowly rub. I was quickly interrupted by Kaki, “Tu mere bete jaisa hai, sharmayega kya mere se? Aur Jigna toh teri bachpan ki dost hai, apno se kya chupana” (You like my son, would be shy from me? And Jigna is your childhood friend, why be shy from your closed ones?).The two women rubbed the ointment on my shaft and my balls in copious amounts. Finally, then, Jigna took a. “Fuck,” I groaned as I drew back, her pussy sucking at my dick.She hungered for my cum.My balls smacked into her clit. She moaned into her hand. I yanked on her ponytail, hauling her head back. With a growl, I erupted into my little sister's hungry snatch. I spurted blast after blast of jizz into her twat. It was incredible. A rush like no other. Surrounded by the justice system that would condemn us, I flooded my sister's twat with my incestuous seed. No protection. No birth control. My raw. Soon, an idea came and I picked up the Vaseline from the table beside and applied on my cock and pushed it in to her pussy again and this time it was sliding in easier. I began fucking her harder and she began weeping louder. But, after some time, her protests vanished altogether. I thought she might be enjoying having been fucked by her brother.I fucked her and discharged my fluid in her womb, as I couldn’t pull back in time. This made me nervous. But, I had known that my mom used to use.