.. Oops! Sarah is our daughter... Open the glove compartment... and say goodbye to your old life."I pulled out some envelopes. I felt like Mr. Phelps ...on Mission Impossible. There was a Wyoming driver's ID in there with my picture and new name and signature on it, social- security cards, notarized birth certificates and marriage license, a joint First National Bank savings book showing $23,000... I was two months younger, my daughter was eight months older. My ID was showing an address on Butler. ?Wendy, I want you to remember this, when you look at my wife I want you to imagine her face down on the bed just like you are, taking it like a good mother!? I take her hard & ruthlessly making sure she will never forget me. ?If you want me to stop spread your cheeks and hold them open!? Desperate for the pain to stop she complies, splaying her cheeks wide. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tightly, pushing in even deeper now that she has her cheeks spread. I hold it. Charlie climbed up to lay between his naked mother and her hot, naked lover, stroking their breasts: “well - can I fuck her now?” “Absolutely not - she’s part of the family now and almost entirely lesbian”.Charlie liked the sound of the word ‘almost’; eventually falling asleep to vivid wet dreams of his two mothers taking turns sucking his cock.Sunday morningDownstairs after a stimulating, shared shower Emma and Molly are preparing breakfast dressed in matching thin white tee-shirts that just. I did not say thank you to my milkman and the newspaperman.” I said that with a shy and sorry smile. Sure, come in.” Aarti said. She was a sort of breathless having seen me so close. My heartbeat was a little high seeing my goddess wrapped in that tight pink saree and that those ass chicks moving up and down and getting massaged as she walked ahead of meI was enjoying my site. But I was nervous. I came in, hesitant and a little shy. Aarti_“In fact I was about to make some tea for myself too..