Someone is bound to point out that creating a human-like creature is bound to have at least near-human intelligence. This is true. There are also a fe... that are more intelligent than humans. Any one of these particular individuals receives an explanation and an education. Again, we may be mad scientists, but we still have to live with ourselves, and when you live longer than a century, that’s a long time to carry guilt.You might say I’m contradicting my earlier statement where we don’t want to. Tabhi aunty bolie dekhti hun aaj tujeh kitna dalene aata hai gotiyo ko or tere sort kaise hai, kyunke aaj to main or tu akele hai, main bhi bol pada aunty main expert ho gaya hu, dalne main tum dekh ti raho gi or main sub pure dalbhi dunga, (With the first break I put black in hole) Main bol pada kaisa dala, to wooh boli mujeh to kuch nahin hua, menas maine dekhahe nahin, or fir hum log aage khelne lage ( yes one thing I forget to write, when I entered aunty was in sky blue saree with matching. Mom, your tits are so soft and beautiful," he murmured. I blushed at the compliment as my son bent forward and eagerly began sucking and licking my nipples and stroking my soft flesh. Several times he flicked his tongue over my long hard nipples and marveled at their size. "That's it, baby, suck mommy's titties," I urged. "You make me feel so good... oh yesssss." He loved on my breasts for perhaps ten or fifteen minutes, seemingly unable to get enough of them. But I was getting hotter and. "Hi sweetheart. Um ... the boys want to have a party," She said nervously.Mr. Collins raised a brow. "Oh really? What kind of a party. I hope there won't be any alcohol involved."Darren laughed. Mrs. Collins giggled nervously and I was still in shock having watched my mom and brother make out."Y-yes, the want us to stay at a nice hotel for a second honeymoon. Isn't that s-sweet?" Mrs. Collins stammered. Something made me look down. Underneath the table I could see Darren's hand between my mom's.