“The kids?”A long-ago memory, I hadn’t thought about for years, but indelible, the kind of thing that’s always there, tucked away in the reces...es of my mind since long before Adriana, “When I was a kid, around our kids’ age, maybe a little older, my dad had to go away for a long time. Know what I remember about it?”It’s a rhetorical question, of course she doesn’t. “I don’t even remember him being gone, how long, where he was - nothing. I’m sure Mom prob’ly told me, but I don’t remember any of. As soon as the soft flesh touched the palm of my hand I let go of whatever inhibitions I might have had left and surrendered to the glorious frenzy of lust that was engulfing me. With both hands I started to squeeze her tits and massaging her nipples.“Have you ever done this before?” Ronnie’s mother moaned.“Er, no,” I stuttered.“Then I guess you’ve never fucked before either?”“No.”“Well,” she laughed in a horny manner, “then this will be your first time.” She let got of me and lay down one the. This is simply a facetious representation but it makes my point. They worked to create embryos that were genetically handicapped in free-will, ones that are more susceptible to doing what they are told and not really thinking outside the box. These same people were also created to withstand torture with limited damage and more pain receptors. And they were engineered for beauty, physical perfection. Apparently, I was the lucky embryo that he wanted to test a theory on. He wanted to. “A couple hours ago I watched ye fuck two witches until somethin’ exploded, and then I shaved yer cock. Pretty sure that line’s way out on our stern,” Belita chuckled.“Touché.” Will couldn’t help but laugh too.“After th’ night I’ve had, I could really stand t’ blow some pressure off. Seems like ye could too. So how ‘bout it?” she asked. “Maybe I show ye my other rings?”Will didn’t get a chance to answer. Upstairs, Janie slid two fingers into Bella’s wet slit and brought her lips down on Bella’s.