I went to my room and started to get ready for bed. I thought about Mary and what would happen next. She needed a few days rest and her parents had ju...st separated. She couldn’t go back with her father after what the bastard had done to her. She would have to stay with me. I didn’t mind and it felt good to help her. I fell asleep and started to have a dream about my wife. I saw her wearing a black dress and high heels. She had her hair down and looked absolutely beautiful. We were alone, dancing. I scooped up some of his cream with my thumb and fed it to him. He made no attempt to avoid my effort. I fed him some more. The more I fed him the more he wanted! His cock was dripping a steady stream now and he was slurping his pre-cum off of my thumb as fast as I could feed it to him!I grasped his fat dripping cock and began to stroke it hard towards his wide open mouth. My orgasm exploded as I watched my husband prepare for a mouthful of fresh man-milk. I continued to pound my husband's ass. .. The project I'm working on... Look, I saw her yesterday, okay? Not in what you'd consider reality, but she was there. What's the story? Did she die at birth?" I was sounding less pleasant and more demanding."Honey... Shortly after you were conceived, the doctor told us you were... special. You had both male and female sex chromosomes. We opted for gene therapy before you developed along too far, so you could have a normal life," she explained in her best caring mother voice.I felt the oddest. .. pad, then?” I inquired.“Not wearing one, of course. It’s cool. I have a seat cover under my culo to stop my blood from staining the chair. I don’t smell too bad in spite of that, do I?” Carmen queried.“No, you smell like dessert, honey,” I told her as I kissed her hand, “every bit as juicy and sweet as your mother and sisters.”“I smell great, too? Glad to know! I’m not as mature or developed as Carmen, but I’m getting there. Not bad for my age, right?” Rosa, the second of the sisters, said.