This turned out to be a rather complex project, since Roland had to use the wind for his basic power source. He had a special building constructed fro... concrete block and faced with adobe brick. He put his windmill on top of this building and planned to put the refrigeration/ice-making machine within the building which would also serve as the cold storage locker. It took about three months to get everything built with the enthusiastic cooperation of the whole ranch.At last, the refrigeration. She was wearing blue denim dungarees with a white tshirt underneathWe greeted eachother with a big kiss and hug and sat down on the bench to talk while kissing and cuddling as we sat there, my cock raging almost painfully hard till we simply couldn't keep our hands off eachother teasing and carressing eachother through our clothes in broad day light on a park bench.Cindy was rubbing and squeezing the large bulge in my jeans as I slipped my hand into her dungarees feeling her hard nipples poking. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Faith said as she put on the uniform. Buffy was right, it wasn't exactly the kind of outfit that porn had madeit out to be. The skirt was long and the blouse was loose. Her onlyreal complaint was that it wasn't very comfortable."Don't be such a baby, you're just scared that you might like it," Buffysaid. She was already dressed. "Now hurry up, I need to help you withyour make-up." I already wear make-up." Faith wasn't lying, she did wear a smallamount of. ”“Good. Now please put some clothes on.”“Can I relax here for a while? I kinda want a Daddy cuddle like when I was little.”Maybe we would be okay. She lay against me, her head on my shoulder and her arm across my chest, just like she used to do as a c***d on a lazy Sunday afternoon. The big difference was that we were naked now, traces of each other's cum on our chins.I woke up a few hours later. Jamie hadn't moved much. Her head was still cradled against my shoulder, but her hand was now.