The GenSlaves have risen against us because they use a much older method of procreation. It is fate that has decreed this day, Mother. I am the only...one of our kind with viable sperm. You are the only one with living eggs. Together, we will bring about the rebirth of our race. This I know, for although it has only been forty years since my emergence from the birthing vats, my intellect has been enhanced by my Father’s science. As you can see,” he gestured to his manhood, ”I have put that. ***7.30 pm, The BungalowThe Corolla pulled up the driveway of the house the mother-son duo had been instructed to arrive at. The house in question was a spacious bungalow in one of the more deserted parts of the outskirts of the city. The street was a cul-de-sac, and none of the 4 or 5 other houses there appeared to be inhabited. Just the sort of place, in other words, where activities of an i*****l nature could be conducted without interference.The driver killed the engine, and a pair of. I could also see a wedding ring on the hand she was using to hold the bottom of the steering wheel to steady herself, so I figured they were married. I couldn't really see much more even standing at the window, and since this little show was actually costing me money, I decided to make the most of it. I motioned to him to roll down his window.As it whirred down it revealed the woman more clearly, and I could actually see his cock sliding in and out of her cute little mouth. She looked up at me,. Torture her, spread her, pierce her, making her tight little entrances no more than gaping little holes but, instead, I was here, lying on my side hearing her breathe and the way her moans was lacking voice, the voice she had already lost screaming. I wouldnt be able to rape her to the point of breaking her body, at least not for now. I couldnt figure why. I slid my thumb across her moist and lightly freckled cheeks, than traced her trembling and full red lower lip. She kept still, just.