Ben even asked what her problem was and to stop fidgeting. It was decided that she would go home first then someone would come over later to bring her...back, so she could pack a suitcase.The rest of their visit went well. Betty's dress seemed to have dried. The dried cum I left on her chest must have itched as I spotted her a couple of times scratching her boob area. The dripping cum from her pussy had dried up long before. If you leaned in you could smell the dried cum on her, but that seemed. I know it’s only been four days, but you would think that they would be slowing down by now. I mean they are an old married couple. Mom’s what? Thirty three and dad’s a couple of years older. You would think all that sex would wear them out by now.You would also think they would be quieter with a eigth grader in the next room, but they aren’t. When they fuck it sounds like two cats fighting in the yard. I’m beginning to think that they want me to know how much my getting screwed by a bunch of. “What are you wearing?” my mother asked as I came down from my bedroom in jeans and a t-shirt.“Not sure yet”, I knew exactly what I was going to be wearing, but I had a plan that would, I hope work.“Ok “my father huffed “but don’t be late, young Tina Green is going and I know you would like to see her “ he gave me wink as they left to help nan get organisedWhen I could hear the loud music and gay abandoned laughter from nans, two doors away, I went and got changed into my outfit, looked in the. It would be essential to my entry into the Condo. I finally made it to the underground parking for the building, pulled into a row of other cars that were covered, and carefully pulled the tarp over the Mustang. For now, I was only taking the essentials. I figured I’d be able to get back to the car to get everything else later—if I was successful breaking and entering.I took the service elevator to the next to top floor and got out to hit the rooftop stairs. Dag told me how he got into the.