After a glance back at the closed door, he shutdown Facebook and opened his email. A series of well-practiced clicks took him to an email he'd managed...to forward from his sister's account one day. The picture opened up, and he let out a quiet groan.The image was of Marie in all her pregnant glory, taken about a month earlier. It was a semi-profile shot, showing her from the neck to the knees. Only the brunette's hands covered her body, hiding her nipples and the garden of pleasure shaded. During the early hours of the evening, all the bad things were forgotten when an angelic baby girl - Lily Angeline - was placed upon Marie's chest, after her first cries. Marie might have been exhausted, but the smile on her face was something I would always remember. Hell, I was grinning like a madman, myself. Later on I was allowed to bathe the baby (carefully supervised, of course). Once the birth certificate was offered for me to sign, I did not hesitate. Marie looked at me once I had done. His legs parted and she moved forward, taking advantage of his positioning on the side of the bed.She glanced down to his crotch and studied the thick pole shafting out toward her face - and mouth! Gently, with loving care, she reached out and tenderly ran her fingertips down its unbending length. It throbbed and pulsed with virile life beneath her touch. A single drop of crystal clear pre-seminal fluid welled from its tiny pinprick mouth.Her emerald eyes rolled back up to him, as if saying "I. She was wearing a pair of boxers and a tight purple tank top that snagged nicely against her breasts.Talia followed behind, wearing some stretchy shorts that showed off the delicious curve of her ass. Her top, which had once been an ordinary black tee shirt, was now bordering on ridiculously slutty. Talia had taken a pair of scissors to the neckline, slashing it down so that her unsupported tits were practically falling out. The sleeves had been cut away with jagged lines to show off her.