She knew that John was telling her that he wasn't coming home this week as planned.Elaine slammed the phone down making the boys look up.Sandra didn't...say anything as she looked at her daughter with sympathy."He's going to be away for at least another week, maybe two," Elaine said with venom in her voice.Sandra sighed and said, "I'm sorry sweetie."Elaine turned away and looked out the window as tears began to fall.Sandra gave the boys a box of animal crackers she had brought with her and walked. Their lips parted only to crush against one another again, jabs traded between their tongues before the had to part to breathe."Mom, I'm... gonna cum soon," he warned, feeling the tingle of orgasm. The last thing he wanted was to knock up his mother because of their fun."It's alright, baby. Fill mommy up, you don't have to worry."With his worry relieved, he let himself get lost in the pleasure of his mother riding his cock. Their bodies were pressed together as her hips swiveled to slid her. It wouldnever be available to the public, and he paid enough money soauthorities will never ask questions. This procedure involved alteringthe victim's DNA and cell structure to make them survive anything, evena nuclear attack. In theory, the cells and DNA are in suspension: dead,in a way, but still alive. It's as if the entire body, inside and out,is put on "pause". Dr. Small hasn't figured out how to "un-pause" theprocess yet, and he probably never will. It is insignificant anywaybecause the. . and anything else you wish to take...”I hesitated even after hearing the terms of Glenda’s residency in our home. While I considered the gift, I looked her over. The girl was about five feet two inches tall, no more than about a hundred and ten pounds. Her breasts were right for her frame, and her skin glowed with vitality. I could see that she was a natural blonde and her body was giving off pheromones at an alarming rate.Glenda was a horny as a March hare.“ ... Terry. There is nothing to.