She came all over her hand in time for Mark to walk out of the garage and straight for the sliding glass doors. ‘Oh hey babe,’ Mark said as he cl...sed the door behind him, ‘I didn’t know you were here.’ ‘I was just about to walk outside when you came in. Working hard I see,’ Heather said, trying to hide the fact she was slightly out of breath. ‘Yea, I wanna get the bike working. Sat all winter and turned to crap. I’ll take you on a ride when I get it fixed,’ Said Mark, looking up and down at. Chris closes his eyes, the wet female lips stroking over his cock drives him wild, the sucking feeling around his glans is pushing him even further, but her face is what really kills him each time.The innocent look, that tries to hide the passion that lies inside her. The big brown eyes that sparkle each time they are together. The little dimples that appear in her cheeks, telling him that she wants to have hot and passionate sex, and that there is nothing in the world that will stop her. Chris. I held my tongue about the concerns I was having, since I could tell--from the sound of her voice, and based on memories of past experiences such as this--that she was fading fast.The rush of our normal morning routine the next day did not allow for any intimate time of conversation either. Needless to say, I was mildly frustrated at not being to discuss my concerns about Lana's job and her ongoing contact with SSA Van Horn.I went to work, as usual, and did my best for 'God and Country.' That. Hopefully, the opening isn’t large enough to allow something big to enter. That thought brought on a bit of tension, but he reasoned that whatever managed to come in would have a very long trek of darkness to negotiate before it could get to him.The fish had been slowly drying all night, and he had gotten up several times to feed the low fire that was helping to dry it. A test piece now broke in his fingers, indicating that the jerky was dry enough to last for a long time – at least according.