? ?He certainly has agood track record.? And he showed meseveral references that all seem to check out.?It sounds to me like you just don?t like him.?...?How could a plasticsurgeon patient trust a doctor who has a scar on his face?? That just doesn?t seem right?the patientsneed to feel like their in good hands.? Roger clicked stop on the tape. ?You spied on me!? How can you even call yourself a trustworthy doctor when you spy onother people!?? ?You should ask yourself the same question, my dear.?. I asked the big black guy about the video. The man said that it would go to Jackie, who would probably send us a copy. A 'copy'? I wondered how many copies there would be, who they would circulate to. And was there money involved. I started to get concerned. I really enjoyed what transpired that afternoon but I wanted some reassurance on who and how many people would be seeing this.When we got home I phoned Jackie and asked her about this. 'What's the story with this? Who is going to see this,. He retreated to the ladder and descended and quietly moved into the garage. He had picked up the old musket, not that it was of any practical use, but a gun is a gun and he was expecting an intruder, instead he found the 'drink problem' Aunt. She was sprawled on the back seat - totally out to it an empty liquid bottle was on the floor. He went around to the other side and opened the door. She virtually took up the entire seat. He smiled for in the position she was her dress was well up her. The hubby found my nipples with his hot mouth, I moan even louder. I lost myself again in the rhythm of the long tongue licking my hard clit, that was sticking out from between those pink slick little pussy lips. My husband sucked my red hard nipples, I felt his tongue swirl around them and then his teeth sink into them. I felt my legs stiffen and I lifted my ass off that step to meet the dogs mouth, and I came hard and long. My husband picked me up and carried me upstairs to our room, he lay.