I will.”She walked out in front of the mower at three o’clock and waved her arms. I shut the mower down. “Don’t mow me, don’t mow me,” she...said, half smiling. Better than none. “Your dinner is in the oven. Start it and run it for 45 minutes at 350. I showed you how to do that, right?” I nodded. She had in fact done that a few times when leaving me things to cook for us. “OK, I’m off. Call me if you need me. I mean it, Charlie. Call me.”“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, Natalie. I really appreciate you. I can smell your scent as my nose nuzzles against your soft patch of hair and I gently kiss your lips. You let out a soft moan and caress my head as I look up at you. You look down at me and blow me a kiss. My hands continue to caress the inside of your thighs and then up and across your stomach as I start to go down on you. My tongue slowly circles your clit then moves down to your lips. I trace the outside then inside of your lips. I can feel your leg start to quiver and your breathing gets. "The bugbear quickly lunged at Keal swinging his club downward to strike Keal in the head. Keal just side stepped the swing drawing his sword from over his shoulder slashing across the bugbear's right forearm in the process. The wound was so bad the bugbear's hand was barely attached and totally useless. He had to grip his club with his left hand only.Screaming a war cry the bugbear stepped in again to attack swinging parallel to the ground at Keal's midsection. Keal turned with the swing. Their lips, as yet, had not parted. The battle raged on, now in another part of her body. His cock thrust deep into her, his body connecting with her clit. She squeezed her muscles, gripping his throbbing cock harder. Their orgasms grew. Thrusting harder, deeper, faster. She ate him greedily. The climax was intense. Sarah’s legs buckled, her muscles spasmed, she shook. Two more hard thrusts, deep thrusts. Her nails dug into his back, nearly drawing blood. His hands grabbed, squeezing her arse..