" Right now the rest of our team is monitoring your son and providing theusual stimulation that a newborn would receive and from what we have beenable...to see so far. Your son's development and response is what we couldreasonably expect. But already we are seeing independent actions taken byhim that indicates that he is far ahead of a similar newborn who did notswitch. Within days of his arrival here, his hand and leg movements beganto show signs of purposeful direction and his eyes showed. I dance away from him as he growls this tiny noise deep in his throat“No Darling. Not yet.”I plop down in an over stuffed chair and dangle my legs over the arm. One last draw off my beer and it's empty.“Remember those rumors in school Darling? The ones of the sluts that would fuck with bottles?”I watch his eyes grow dark as I slide the bottle between my jean clad thighs.I raise my hips slowly as I lock eyes with him, rubbing myself shamelessly on the round hard glass. My other hand strays to a. Johnny knelt at his mother's side, watching Jane, too. He fondled his mother's tits with both hands, his cock close to her face. Judy rubbed hard at her cunt as she stared at the hungry way Jane sucked those two cocks, wanting her son's cock deep inside her own mouth. But Johnny seemed content at the moment to watch Jane and play with her tits.Jane alternated with her tongue, lapping the heavy balls of the two boys, then taking them into her mouth, turning them loose to pull a cock between her. ”“I love winning!” Becca clapped.“I know you do,” I grinned, taking a deep breath as our limo pulled into the driveway before the Museum, approaching the drop off point. Spotlights danced through the skies. Banners hung on either side of the museum’s grand entrance, proclaiming the name of the event. “Okay. And remember, you’re my mistresses tonight. Right? Not my wives.”“Because polgummy is not legal,” Nicole nodded. “But it should be.”“Maybe it will be,” I smiled. The world would change.