You are even a matchas a child for his mother, and his siblings. While your dental records donot totally match, you do have the exact same fillings an... crowns hedoes, and even they are a perfect match to those that Dale Waddle had.And to top it off, your finger prints are damn near a perfect match tohis, just smaller. How you have managed to be a perfect match is beyondus. And lastly, your physic evaluation came back clean. I think you arefree to go home!"Free to go home I thought, where was. My voice a little hitched from everything so far. He dipped a finger in my cunt and I moaned. My body needed the bulge I could see across our bodies. I need cock. Now he continued to dip his finger into me every few seconds. I tried moving my hips against his hand, but it was clear we were going to go his pace. “Say it again Mirabel if you want me to continue.” I felt his finger in me, only he didn’t withdraw it like he had been. I could feel how wet I was against his finger, and my hips. She tasted a little of it and i guess she kinda liked it and started drinking it like milk gulp gulp.I couldnt believe what i was seeing, my wife drinking 15 men's cum in front of me and that too hungrily.she finally finished the tall glass of cum in a min and there was a small streak of cum cumming out of her mouth as if she was hungry for it and wants more, she wiped that off her face later.Then the organiser came close to my wife knelt down and took out his mobile covered in condom and lot. "Ms... Ms. Masons?" she asked, fear in her voice.Suddenly the woman snapped a cold look at Tina. The teenager shuddered. "I shoulda known it was you," Carol suddenly spat. "When I heard Razor talking to Needles about some tight little white-trash girl, some stupid little slut he'd fucked earlier this week. It was you, I should have known it'd be you."Tina gave her a dirty look but struggled not to say anything.Carol went on, hands now on her wide hips. "I helped fucking raise you, you know..