A smile couldn't help but curl your lips."Why did you call me that?" you asked, genuinely curious."I was created by you and you are, by physical appea...ance, 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. I held the lace-up corset at arms length and my brainflashed an image of me wearing the delicate feminine garment. I lookedso beautiful and sexy it took my breath away.When reality returned, I lowered the corset and stepped into it. I slidit up my legs and let it brush lightly across my fast stiffening cockas I lifted it into position. It was strapless, with an inch of finelace trim around the top and bottom hems. As I tightened the laces thecorset narrowed, compacting my waist almost. Kennedy's already totally turned on, well I'd just been fucking her, so no surprise there. She does taste a little weird, like I'd just come in her. No surprise there either, I'm not fond of the taste, but her forcing me to do it, and it being so humiliating are turning me on already. I'm getting hard again.Kennedy doesn't take long, being so turned on already. I'm in two minds about that as well, like a lot of things. I do like going down on her, and it's disappointing when she comes so. He quickly put mom down as he noticed his wife was turning. I noticed mom's breasts looked wet where the nipples are, and she quickly crossed her arms covering her chest. They finally left, and I ran straight to my room tired of that day. I switched to my sleeping clothes, which were small tight boxers and a tank top. I lay in bed waiting to hear mom getting fucked but it didn't happen.Mom walked into the room as I was about to fall asleep. She was wearing her thong and push-up bra only..