Almost to the minute she gets up from the chair about 730 and goes to the bathroom.She is usually in there about 5 minutes so i know shes taking a du...p.Now that I am on to her I always go in right after she comes out and shave and wash up.She has no clue I do this because after she returns to the livingroom she cant see me coming from the den to the bathroom.Every day i get to enjoy her shit smell which varies everyday as well,Some days it is very Intense almost putrid and others just a nice. Her emerald green halter top exposed her smooth, creamy shoulders, her long auburn hair falling over them delicately. I licked my lips. I imagined showering those shoulders with kisses, and moving those kisses up to her neck. My need for her must have taken over, because before I knew it I was behind her, my hands were on her shoulders, massaging her supple, sweet smelling flesh. And to my surprise, she'd allowed it. She leaned back, using my stomach as a headrest and ... moaning. The. And gasses. People let those out right along with their semen and vaginal releases. It didn't matter. They were two pretty people. It wouldn’t matter to the greater audience that would see yet not smell them.So I stood watching her getting fucked by a guy who probably had been fucking since he could walk, all the while trying to not put my shirt over my nose. They were into it, their minds turned off to the less pleasant aspects of my current life. We were all being paid, so what the hell was I. But I knew I had to save it for her. I licked it so much that her feet were becoming wrinkled from the saliva. It was dripping off. As I sucked and licked I spat huge amount of spit all over her foot. The bed sheet had become soaking wet. Satisfied with how her right foot was I started on the left. This time I didn’t take her sock all the way off at first. I undressed her heel, sucking and licking it for a good half hour before I moved up further. I wanted to savour every moment, it was just so.