I’d practiced some while we were gone, but not that much.That gave me a list of things to get started before I left. If I left. I talked to some sto...eworkers about building stone walls for the quay when we were ready. I talked to a miller about everything it would take to build a mill up in the gorge.I talked to a blacksmith about saw blades. He’d never made a round one, but he could see what I meant. If I had something like a gristmill driven by a water wheel like my cofferdam’s pumps, a round. She wanted to move for him, from him - it couldn't be comfortable with her weight still pressing on his chest. She still couldn't will her arms to lift, her legs to shift. Those last orgasms, like rolling thunder, had drained what reserves of strength she ever had. All her efforts lifted her less than half an inch, before settling back, exhausted.He felt her move, just barely up, then back down. The darling. Although there was nothing he could do to help her. He was acutely aware of her. And then Sofia just pushed two of her fingers inside Di's vagina, and she could feel how it contracted around her two invading fingers, it was trying to capture them, so they couldn't get out anymore.Di gulped when she had felt how those two fingers had gone up her vagina, and it was nice to feel how her pussy reacted on this intrusion by grabbing on to those two fingers. When Sofia started to pump with her fingers inside of her pussy while that warm tongue of Sofia was still playing with her. " The look of shock on her face just screamed 'WHAT THE HELL?!' I caught a glimpse of my own face in the mirror, damn, am I that terrifying? Well, if you take into account that I just snuck up on the biggest bitch in school, almost like I'm Sam Fisher... yeah. I couldn't see my own eyes because of how my bangs were hanging just above my eyes, and the dim lighting, awesome. I hiked her up with her belly on the sink and pressed her face to the glass, I spread her legs as wide as they would go,.