"Why did you call me that?" you asked, genuinely curious."I was created by you and you are, by physical appearance, a human male. Therefore I reasoned...you would be my father," it explained. The way it spoke was artificial but not unnatural. It was imitating a conversational tone quite well. "Was my assumption incorrect?" The smile didn't leave your face as you shook your head."No, that's a logical conclusion to come to," you said. "I suppose I am like your father." Then you remembered what the. “Emmy...” I said.I didn’t get another word out because she’d unbuckled her seat belt, shifted in her seat, and moved her face towards mine. Our lips touched, and when hers parted, I gingerly moved my tongue forward until I found hers. They touched gently and we held the kiss for about thirty seconds.“I forgot to kiss you when you picked me up,” she giggled.“And I thought you were upset with me about the gross comments.”“I was! Did you like how I changed the subject?”I nodded, “I most certainly. She giggled and squirmed like a little girl and with her knee up, I could see the sweet pink promise of her tiny pussy. I washed the front of her legs and her lower abdomen and as I was about to continue up to her hips, she took my hand with the washcloth in hers and moved it back down to her mons. Taking the hint, I ran the soapy cloth between her legs then worked the lather into her crease with my bare fingers. I could feel a slipperiness there that was not soap. Su Lin’s legs parted slightly. She pulled away, and long threads of semen swung between her lips and my cockhead, before snapping back onto her bosom. She started pushing big clots of my load out of her mouth with her tongue, and it dribbled down her chin. She only looked slightly disgusted. “Here, allow me.” I held out my arms toward her, and she lay upon my chest, bringing her sticky mouth onto mine. What’s good enough for the goose is good enough for the gander. We french-kissed slowly but.