Posted at 7:40 am on Aug 29, 2015 by:
Deadblood (Undisputed Mortal Wrestling Champion)
Shall we quote some movies again? That's a dumb question, Miss Grimbridge.
"Oh Champ!" Sheri moaned from underneath Deadblood, legs wrapped around his waist as he plowed himself into her. That was at least the sixth time she'd moaned that in the past hour and a half.
Letting out a groan himself, he rested on top of her for a moment, catching his breath before kissing her. Pulling out of her after she gave one last invisible squeeze to make sure she got every drop he had for her, he hopped onto the floor next to the bed to start doing his usual morning regimen of various calisthenics. She watched him from the bed for a moment longer before rolling out of the other side to go wash up in the bathroom.
"Maybe later today, we should go look into a lawnmower," he shouted at her in between exercises. "The grass is getting pretty tall out there."
"Maybe you should go look into one," she shouted back. "You're the one who's going to be using it." He rolled his eyes at that and glanced at the bathroom doorway as she stepped out, now wearing a robe. "After all, if I'm doing all of the cooking and cleaning around here, the least you could do is mow."
He had no response to that. He instead said, "So I guess you aren't going to hang around to shower with me?"
She let out a small laugh and said, "We both know we'll end up dirtier than before we got in."
"Can't blame a man for trying," he said even though she was already gone from the bedroom.
By the time Deadblood finished his morning exercises, showered, and got dressed, Sheri already had coffee made and was eating waffles at the kitchen table.
"Make any for me?" he asked sarcastically, knowing she did.
Shall we quote some movies again? That's a dumb question, Miss Grimbridge. - Deadblood (Undisputed Mortal Wrestling Champion) - 7:40:14 AM on 08/29/2015
