. well, you know," she wrote back. "How many times you've what?" "Thought of you, and done things." "I've done those things too. Many times. So has mo...." We continued our normal conversation, all the while passing our increasingly suggestive notes back and forth. There was an impenetrable wall between the two. In our table talk, there was no hint of the erotic events unfolding in our notes. "What color panties are you wearing?" I wrote. "Pale yellow. And you're making them wet." "I'm so anxious. I had my bath and completed all the chores, had dinner and was going to sleep , then the thought of the park came into mind , I had made up my mind to masturbate today in the park.I waited till midnight it was 12 30 am , I went through the park and found the tunnel I had seen from the bathroom, the road lights were lit and no one was around except some dogs hauling sound and mosquitoes.But none of them bothered me I had to masturbate there , I went the down the tunnel looked around and slowly. "In the middle of the night, the night before the experiment was to be terminated... we were to be terminated ... we were whisked away. Two children, saved from death, by ... whom? Does it matter?"What matters is that the experiment was not a failure. It was made to appear so. It's like a chemical bomb. Two chemicals separated, harmless individually. Mix them together, and a powerful explosion results. That's what we are, Christopher. We are harmless parts separately, kept apart for easy. Fucking her with my dick while she suckled was just as amazing. Every time she nursed, and my milk flowed into her mouth, electricity ran down my body to the tip of my cock buried in her depths."That's it! Drink mommy's milk!" I groaned. "I'm going to plant a daughter in your belly. And when they're old enough, we're going to pop their cherries. Lily and Evelyn, side by side, spreading their sleek thighs so their mothers can deflower them and plant grandchildren in their bellies."Chantelle.