They ran in different circles, and he was the sort of lackadaisical slacker that she despised, but she couldn’t deny that his genetics had hit the l...ttery—at least for her tastes. It was a shame about his personality.“You know how it is, always someone wanting to talk about something. Ended up in the English department talking to some freshmen about Skills and Classes, and that was before I got dragged into an argument with Mrs. Erikson about whether...” he trailed off, realizing how she was. "I'm sorry I snapped at you, Michael. I didn't realize I was that sensitive about them," Nicky told me apologetically."No, I'm the one that should have caught it before now," I replied. "Are you okay with naming it in their honor?" Oh, Michael!" she said as the tears flowed."Nicky, Sweetheart. Since I can't scan you, you're going to have to explain to me why you're crying," I said gently.It took her another moment or two to regain her composure. I stroked my fingers up and down her back softly. "I heard Danielle say, "Oh, fuck, you guys are so hot. Danny, fuck me. I'm cumming!"Daniel couldn't say anything. I recognized that he was about to explode in his sister. He was already beyond words. His body shuddered, he tensed up, pushing himself as far into his sister's pussy as he could, and nearly shouted, "Oh, Dani!"The twins were over the edge, their bodies shook and they grunted together as they came.It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen, and I felt my own orgasm welling. She loves to watch sports with you, go to the cinema, listen to the same music, go to concerts, and she also loves to travel with you. She loves history as much as you did, was into science with astronomy, like every subject includes math. She loves all kinds of art but poetry was her absolute favorite type of art form, there was on the planet. You guys were so close that she would not mind sleeping in the same bed together because she just loves hanging out with her younger brother.Your name.