He licked his nose, felt better about it, and resumed licking Sissy's cunt. She whimpered constantly as the doggie-tongue lapped her pussy dry.She sat...spread-legged for long, hot moments, panting homily as Rex licked her pussy. When he stopped, she gazed at him through glazed, heavy lidded eyes which sparkled with pleasure. Rex sat on his haunches and looked at her cunt as if he knew exactly what he had done.That thought made Sissy laugh and she giggled. "You're a male dog, all right!"But her. " She said as she got back to the washing-up.Smiling to myself I finished drying the plate I held then reached for another, soon the job was done and we went back to the living room to pass the time until bed time in the usual manner, watching telly or reading. As I followed my mother out of the kitchen I reached over and switched on the heating, as it was already a warm evening this would make things even warmer. My mother sat herself on the couch while I turned on the telly, then, while she. I had to keep her informed of where I was any time of the day and who I was in contact with. Now I understood why it would be such a hassle for mom to rely on someone other than I as her regular fucker. She certainly had the foresight to use me instead. To obtain a security clearance like the one that I have, other than her colleagues, any outsider would have to go through lots of hassle. And that would not be a choice conducive to her ambitions.Our sex life had some odd characteristics worth. Further exploration yielded the hatch into the interior, and the device.At some time in our history so it taught him, man was on a path that would yield great societies and development. The machine had analyzed him and found that the strain had strayed. There were genes that did nothing, and others that forgot what to do. The machine changed that, and at the same time turned him into something else. He became a way of correcting the genetic path, not in his image, but a correction. He left.