When she got tired of the missionary position, she wanted to be on top and she rode him for all she was worth. In the mirror I watched her as she boun...ed up and down wildly on my brother's cock , her long hair thrashing and her big breast jiggling. Occasionally she would bend down and kiss him and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Sometimes my brother would reach up and grab her tits as she rode him. They both came several times with screams, grunts, and moans, that echoed throughout the. Slowly I opened her door and saw her legs spread wide. She was clothed from the waist up but my eyes focused on her naked hairy pussy. "Zippy you make me so hot," she gasped. I climbed between her legs and went down on her pussy as if possessed. I knew looking down that the first thing she would see would be the dog ears. I figured that she would go for it if it were her dog, Zippy, rather than her brother that she first thought of when her pussy was kissed.It worked as soon she was grinding. It thought wewere machine's like it was. I couldn't believe it. Horrified, Irealized that it had just said that all my friends were dead. That I'donly survived because it played Frankenstein to fix me. Whatever thehell this thing was, it thought that humans were like machines. That allparts were interchangeable between people. I couldn't help but shudder, then look down at my freakish disfigured body. My fear and horror turned to anger as I needed some way to lashout. I screamed. That is where I enter the picture. “You understand I need this in two days” he asked as he slid the large manila envelope across his large mahogany desk to me. “Yes”.“This is quite different from any of your other work. Review it and if you choose not to carry it out, let me know by 6:00 pm this evening”.I picked up the envelope and he indicated the meeting was over by standing and walking to the office door. I followed and exited as he opened, then closed the door behind me.As I read the.