.. What?" "It was your laboratories that created us, and yet you neglect us so easily. I'll stay as clean as possible. I'm just a person. What are you... so afraid of?" "Too-good-to-be-true syndrome," I said honestly. I just didn't know what to think anymore. Were my fellow Humans really capable of creating something like this? She already exists now, so her "feelings" had to be respected on one level or another. Human or not, if she had feelings, I couldn't just throw her away like some piece of. I’d been in a relationship where my lover John loved me to dress up and be his Sissy Gurl but that had ended a good 12 months ago so I’d moved back into my own little apartment and only slipped into my lingerie every now and then, mainly to masturbate when I had a day free to myself and could do it properly, prepare my self so I looked convincing and not just look like a guy in panties. I still bought sexy lingerie on line and sexy heels but had no one to dress up for. Maybe it would be making. "Why, Grandpa!" Bethany revealed.Grandpa is... was... my late father Ed. He used to babysit for my husband and me when we needed. He was a widower quite early in life, my mother having died way before her time. He never dated again after mom passed and we thought he babysat just for the company.Now, I became alarmed that dad went off some deep end and indulged himself with Bethany when he was alive.I scooped up my daughter and took her to the bathroom. We removed her soaking panty and I. Both her arms are shoved above her head. Alan holds them in a fierce grip with one hand while Hilda caresses her throat and chest. Alan’s other hand touches lower, feeling her belly jumping each time Ace thrusts in.The dog’s strong and powerful prick pushes between her cunt lips, spreading them wide apart. She is used to Alan’s size—his length, his thickness, but somehow Ace is different. He feels bigger, thicker. He pushes into her cervix with a greater force than Alan ever has. He slips in.