We slowly pass by a corner street marker that reads; Fayette and Greene.” Sir, I believe that this is a dream of my own making, but it seems to real...for me to comprehend.” I have a thousand questions to query him about.“I never wanted to come to Baltimore.” He said with regret. “My drink had this destination chosen for me. The sting of the alcohol is a far better comfort than that of losing you.” He slowly raised his head to reveal himself. “Oh my God.” I exclaimed covering my mouth. I know of. My pre-emission juice formed a droplet at the mouth of my penis. After a few minutes, my sister woke up and as if she had woken up from a deep slumber, gaped at my stout prick, wetting her lips she jumped up and embraced me holding my prick with one hand. ‘Brother, it was just wonderful, after seeing your lovely erection I am getting excited, come on boy .. Your prick must be itching … Come , let us have a fuck.” I kissed her squarely on her mouth, caressing her springy buttocks and molding her. The whiskey burned in her empty stomach, adding to the fire of rage she felt in her chest. How had this mess started?Staring into her glass again, she thought back over the years of her marriage. Gram had tried to warn her, but she just wouldn't listen."Any man named Philander is nothing but trouble," Gram had said.My grandma was right, she thought. Phil had proved that within weeks of their wedding vows. That's when she'd found out about his first affair. To be honest, it was a one-night. We all had dinner and were watching TV in the drawing room. Aunty then went to her bedroom with my 5 year old nephew as he was feeling very sleepy. I continued to watch TV channel and began scanning channels. After some time Aunty came back and sat on the sofa besides me. She had changed and was in her night gown. She looked like sex goddess. The ambiance was very sexy and the channel was showing some sexy rainy songs. There were lots of hugs and kisses in the scene. I was getting restless and.