My sister gave me son to be my stepson

My sister & I were raised in foster care. She got 2 more years in a abusive foster home then I did. She ran away and got knocked up. My sister had a baby boy 4 years before I was reunited with her. I was 19 when I finished high school and left the bad house and she was 24 and had a baby. She tells me about her son and I blow a fuse. I confront her boyfriend & she tells me what's been going on. She thought her boyfriend was bringing her son home but he was selling him to another family. She got pregnant again and sure enough, her other son was sold. She got mad and left. She told me all of this in the car as she drove me to where she lived. I was heartbroken. I didn't even know & I had already thought about it for myself. I was torn between helping my sister and how much I wanted a child. <br><br>I remember she was crying and talking about how she had made mistakes when I blurted it out that I would marry her and we could both have kids and she could have hers back. She started crying harder and pulled over. I grabbed her and we hugged each other crying. She told me that her son's were her world and that she would do anything for them. We cried and hugged and then she told me that she was serious and she would do anything. <br><br>I don't know how it happened, but we both stopped crying at the same time and then we just looked at each other. We both smiled at the same time as if something had just happened between us. She told me that the reason she was crying harder when I said that I would marry her was that she had just pictured what it would be like if we were married and had kids together. I told her I had just pictured son's and daughter's and grandchildren. We looked at each other again and she kissed me. I don't know if I initiated it, but we started french kissing. I remember that I had never kissed a girl that was as good as her. Even now, she's the only girl that I have ever kissed & I love it. <br><br>We drove to her apartment and she showed me pictures of her son's. I cried when I saw them. I felt like they were mine. She told me that she already had a lawyer and that she felt like she was getting close to getting her son's back. I asked her if she wanted to marry before or after we got them back and she said after. She wanted to make sure that we felt married even if the courts or churches didn't think so. I told her that I would marry her tomorrow if she wanted. I didn't & I don't care about any of that. I just wanted her to be happy and to have a family, all of us together. <br><br>I told her that I would do anything to help. I told her that I would kill anyone that tried to keep her son's from her. I told her that I loved her and her son's more than anything. That's when I told her that I wanted her son's to call me daddy. I told her that I wanted to adopt them and son's and daughter's that we would have together. She cried again and we hugged & french kissed again. <br><br>For the past 4 years we've lived together. We were able to get her son's back. We changed their names and moved & got married when they were old enough to remember. We now have 2 more son's and a daughter. And, we have twin boy/girl grandchildren. My wife and I still french kiss. My son's and daughter call me daddy. My grandchildren call me papa. My wife and I still love each other more than anything. She's my best friend, my soulmate, and my bride.