So Mark's memories consisted of images of the world from a dog's perspective and the experience of sounds, some of which were human speech that he was...incapable of deciphering. But the most vivid was of an overpowering scent that almost directly dictated his actions. One thing was clear to him. From a combination of the images and sounds, along with some very intense (and pleasurable) sensations, he knew without a doubt that he had "done the deed' with Lady. And to add to Mark's "experience". "Besides, I don't want to spoil the surprise!" he concludes with a hearty laugh, bewildering his brother-in-law.When the meat was cooked to Gary's satisfaction, he put it on a platter, and took it over to the table, where Mel was sitting and working on a salad. Rubbing her baby swollen tummy, he quietly asks his sister, "How is my baby, my loving sister? Or is it babies again, like last time?" She doesn't reply, shocked that he would talk about that in the open, with the kids around. He just. She is super hot!. Really, really hot! And she knows it. She likes to fuck first and then lounges in her chair recovering from her orgasm, while I mow. I would prefer the opposite order as I am exhausted after fucking this mom, but she is the boss. Today, she starts the conversation with, "Chase, don't you think I have a nice yard?" "Uh, yeah, I guess," I respond, uncertain as to where this is leading."Would you say it is better than the other neighbors' yards?" she says pursing her red painted. In a few minutes both were panting, sweat pouring from their faces as they used every limb and muscle to haul themselves carefully upward. The snowface was good, firm enough to be perfectly secure, not so hard it needed the axe to cut steps. She felt the satisfying crunch as her frontprongs bit. She was belaying on the short axe for added security, using both axes for every step up. Shouted to show him what she was doing. His face glowed red below, sweat dripped from his beard. Presently there.