“Please scan it,” Alyssa requested cautiously.“Your ID? I don’t understand...” John replied, somewhat confused. He turned to the console aga...n and scanned in the girl’s ID. He waited a moment for the readout to confirm her details.“Alyssa Marant” “Age 18” “No outstanding warrants” “Navigator First Class”John blinked twice before reading the display again. The glowing green text confirmed it for him: Navigator First Class.“What... ? How did you... ?” he blurted out astonished. These IDs were not. Nothing, not even a pair. She had no luck. The 3rd guy, named Darcy, he had a brilliant hand. He got up and walked over to Mom with eagerness. She seemed a little upset and quite alarmed.Then Henderson spoke up. " Chantal, you need to relax. We're just playing a game here. Taking off your clothes never hurt anyone. Here, I've got something to help you relax." He pulled out a joint. I don't think Mom had ever smoked pot. She took a toke from it and began to choke. The guys began to laugh. " You. .. let's say... allow such behavior?'She rubbed her hips against mine. Simply as that it was now decided for me. Toilets again witnessed my first infidelity as Sonya knelt before me, her breast out in the open, my pants down to my ankles, sucking my cock with expectation in her blue eyes. She did great! I've enjoyed it fully.'Oh, that's a really nice cock, my dear! I'm glad I've convinced her to go for it with you! Uhm, tasty too! Slurp! You know, she was trying to find a man in her own age,. She was suffocating him with her melons inside the trial room, and he wanted to die between her boobs. Jenny kept rubbing her melons against his face. As soon as she released him, he gasped for air. But before he could notice, she was already undoing his jeans. She undid his jeans, unzipped them, and started pushing them downward.The jeans uncovered his crotch, which had a bulge, then his thighs, knee, and then dropped on the floor. She squeezed his entire crotch over his blue.