They were much firmer than I had expected and the nipples were full and puffy, jutting out like two ripe grapes. I wanted to feel them on my tongue so... I lowered my mouth to her left breast and lingered there, sucking the soft nipple until her nipple hardened between my lips.I moved from one tit to the other, delighted to feel her nipples get so stiff in my mouth. As they got harder, so did my prick.I had such an incredible erection it felt like it was going to tear through my jeans. Soon my. Something furtive which shifted out of sight if I tried to confront it directly. “i****t,” it whispered, snickering and sighing. “You’re fucking your sister … your SISTER,” it added. “That’s her sweet cunt … You shouldn’t be inside that pussy. What if you dump cum into her, Matty? What if you make her pregnant? Don’t come whatever you do. Your sperm and her hot, fertile womb…?”I heard it and chose to ignore it. If anything, the filth and depravity in those words only made me hotter for. The Moonstone once belonged to the tribe but as their numbers dwindled it was hidden amongst the "Ringing Rocks" gravesite of Shaman White Claw. Your Grandfather found it there after his Mother told him of its existence. You may remember that your Grandpa Jack could spin a yarn but what I am about to tell you is the absolute truth. I warn you to proceed very carefully and under no circumstances should you uncover the Moonstone until you have thoroughly read this letter. The power of. Her smile would show shy pleasure, and then our lips would touch, her head would tilt, her eyes close, and we’d flirt with our tongues; little touches of intimacy. I loved wrapping her in my arms. Every time I’d get aroused by her slight body, so small, so young - such exciting forbidden fruit.Kiss over, Rachael would come alive, bouncing on her feet, talkative, with her expressive eyes alight.She was utterly charming. Even her vociferous disagreements with me were spirited but never angry.In.