'Maybe he's just getting a bottle of wine?' she thought, 'This is silly of me to be spying on him like this!' Her heart was beating so fast in her che...t.She waited till he went down the second narrower set of steps into the dusty old basement. She waited at the top with the door cracked open a little, 'if he was getting a bottle, he'd be back up soon, ' so she wanted to play it safe.He was down there for some time, she could hear him, but could not see. She had to go now! She opened the door. He likes it. Oh god, yeah, she’s gagging…Oh! I must…deduce…that the procedure was a success… Atkins will be one satisfied customer. Atkins! I almost forgot the poor bastard oblivious out there in the waiting room while his wife devours my weiner…She’s never been with another man. Not in her whole life…I’m feeling pangs of guilt…Or are those her tonsils? ‘Stop Janet.’ ‘Yev, doptor meshmuh.’ Ooo. It slides out. Look at that string of drool. ‘Stay there Janet. On your knees.’ ‘Yes, doctor.’ Got. If we went fast you’d cum and the fun would be over. I want this to last till mom and dad get home. ” she explained. “You want mom and dad to see us?” I asked. “mmhmmm. . . Oh god this feels good. . . Mom and dad don’t care about us. They don’t care what we do. Mom knew that I fucked in their bed before and she just looked at me like she didn’t care. . . Keep going bro this is good. I’m gonna cum again. . . . “she saidI sucked on her titties and I gave her hickies all over her body. She loved. I nailed Gator at going home time on the third day, and identified his car. The next day I watched him go on post and, no longer using the hide, followed him to his apartment after he got off work. He stayed there until I gave up at midnight.It took two more days before Eric went someplace other than straight home after work. It didn’t help us, though, because all he did was shop for groceries.Friday night we hit pay dirt. He went home and then, around seven, he drove to a place with a half-lit.