.. or, lunch. What's your preference?" I dunno ... brunch?" We have some English muffins and ham. I can make eggs Benedict." We don't have Hollandaise...sauce," she replied."I can make a fair approximation of Hollandaise sauce with what we do have."Cindy headed into the bathroom and I heard the shower running. I slipped into my robe and began boiling water to poach eggs.She approached me in her short robe pulling her fingers through her wet hair. I set a plate before her and poured two cups of. So he planted a wet kiss to her clit.No other man has ever touched me the way you do, and she moaned heavily. As if she was waiting for it from the beginning. He could feel the wetness coming from her and smell the heavy scent of her woman’s musk. So he didn't disturb that delicious wetness, he licked from the top of her clit to the opening of her secret loving cave. He could feel that she was enjoying it.“Yes baby yes!!”He turned his attention to her prized and excited part of her vagina. He. A few more minutes had me shaking my head trying to clear my head. What in the hell had just happened? Arising on somewhat shaky legs I took several bags out as I moved to the perimeter of our camp. Slowly I started to spread several seeds around, intermixing them with a few new ones I hadn’t used yet.An hour later I finally finished, it might take a lot of time for an enemy that might be dead though I felt we still needed to be ready. Thinking back I remembered that Rigal had been in pretty. I let my hand slide around and gently fondled her breast. She responded positively, moaning a little and shifting closer to my lap. I was rock hard, my cock pressing against her thigh. We continued making out for a while and she let her hand fall down onto my lap, resting on my cock but not making aggressive contact. I was desperately pushing myself against her hand, trying to get her to rub me. I now put my hand under her shirt and played with her over her bra. She gave me a little resistance,.