" We should," Susan said."I guess," said Nikki. "I kind of got carried along in the rush. The whole idea that our little experiment was interesting to... the head of a government research project, that's like finding that they want to display your refrigerator sketch in the Museum of Modern Art." Or the Smithsonian," Susan laughed.All I could do was shake my head. At sixteen and nineteen these two were looking at royalties and possible patents and I harkened back to my own status in my first year. Suchita mai tumhe dono bachcho ke samne propose karta hun kia tum mujhse shadi karogi.Suchita kuch nahi boli and look at floor as planned.Mommy please say yes Ridhima spoke .Yes Aunty please tell yes to papa Aditi spoke in eagerly. Please be my mom and she start weeping keeping her head on Suchitas big bosoms. And Ridhima to started crying making her mom agree on the proposal.Suchita with shyness and red face console both babies and hold in her hands okk okk bachcho don’t cry I will accept if. Now I started sending her sexts to which she replied with kinky texts from her side and my urge to fuck her grew even more. I told here how I wanted her in bed so bad and fuck her brains out. She was shy but responded well and we continued having phone sex. But we both wanted more and finally an occasion came up, a wedding in her hometown to which we were all invited. I called her up and told her,”Get ready to be fucked babe.” She sent me a nude pic of her rubbing her pink pussy to that. I. She came over to me, and knelt beside me, looking a bit bashful, and said “Sure, but that’s not what I meant”. “Oh?”. “Well, it was like this. When David, my stepfather was killed, it was awful. He had been wonderful to me as I was growing up, and I was so sad, but Mum was sort of shocked. She went into some sort of withdrawal, and it took a long time for her to start to live again. I was with her all that time and we got very close.” “I’m sure, it must have been a terrible time, for both of.