. and, I guess, daddy, too." She tiptoed back to the door, stopped and looked back. "Unless, of course, you've inherited your mommy's genes."Alice sto...ped herself from speculating any further. Becky would grow up and live her own life, the same way Artemus Jones's superior black cock had set her own mother free to be what she had been born to be; a black-cock-addicted white whore.She blew her daughter a kiss, closed the door and went into her own bedroom... for what would be the last time.When. "I'm sorry I turned you on..." Yeah, well," he began.She cut him off, "That I turned you on and you don't want to do anything about it." She grinned impishly."If I thought you were serious," he said, shaking his head."What if I was?" she asked.He stared into her eyes. Then, throwing caution to the wind, he put his mouth to her ear and said, "Then I'd take you someplace quiet and fuck your brains out."Her eyes were wide as saucers when he looked into them again, but she was still smiling. He. You groan deep into our kiss, bite my lower lip with some intent, then slowly lay your head back with your eyes up but focused on nothing but the steamy, exquisite lust between your legs. Your chest heaves your cleavage skyward. Your knees bend to bring your crotch sliding down my pants leg, leaving your slick scent mark. You move no more than a few inches before straightening your legs and pressing back up, adding to the wet trail.Lost in this movement, you are. Lips slightly parted, your eyes. There and then, I contacted you parents on their mobile phone. They were already on the way here and consented to my completing what nature had left unfinished. We had to open up your whole groin area and relocate several organs to make room for a proper vagina. Fortunately, nature had already paved the way for this by providing the vestigial vagina and we only had to relocate the testicles and prostate gland. We had to reduce your bladder size to make room for the scabbard of the vagina so.