I unfolded it and almost dropped the plastic coated card on the ground that was wrapped in the paper. It was a social security card with the name 'Jen...ifer Sackett' typed on it. "Where did you get this?" I asked, surprised. It looked so real. "I told you I'd take care of it. Don't you remember?" Since she mentioned it, I did remember giving her my birth certificate. I looked at the paper the card was folded into. It was a new birth certificate and it was Jennifer's. It had the same birth. “Oh, yes, Mr Reynolds,” she simpered. “Please, put it in me. I want it inside me.”Her act was ridiculously fake, but it was also ridiculously arousing and infinitely preferable to her actual personality. Giving them both the d**gs had been a smart move on my part, for sure.“What about you Shannon?” I queried. “Do you want it, too?”Shannon just mumbled unintelligibly in response, her eyes closed, squirming as she continued to enjoy Lauren’s fingers between her legs. That was fair enough. I’d. "I am starving mom." She chuckled and relaxed. Her sphincter opened like a flower and thick white sperms of Mike shot out. For limp cock that Mike had, he did leave behind almost 2 shot glass full of cum in my mother's asshole. Mixed with my mom's rectal juices, this was the nectar that I lived for. I ate it with reverence, smelling it, savoring it, feeling its stickiness on my tongue and between my teeth. And my mother, the kind Goddess, kept pushing out more till there was nothing but her. He pulled out of her hairy fuck hole, smiling with satisfaction as heflopped beside her on the bed. Patty just lay there with her legsspread, panting, the gooey mixture of jism and pussy juice running outof her cunt onto the bed. When she recovered enough to look up, she wassurprised to see that Henry was finally struggling into his pants."I guess I better get out of here," he mumbled. He grinned at her overhis shoulder. "Man, you sure are a horny humper, Mrs. Wayne. I guessyou must be pretty.