Allowing more of the dog's cock to enter her sucking mouth. Then her Aunt pulled gently on her hair so that she was pulling away from the cock's base,...then pushed back down.After only a few hints of this kind and DJ finally got the hang of what was expected of her. She began bobbing her head on Comet's rigid cock without any further assistance from her Aunt.Becky settled back and began playing with her pussy and clit as she returned to just watching DJ explore Comet's cock."Oh yeah DeeJ," she. ’‘Well, thank you. You are pretty fit yourself. But you have an advantage, being only twenty-one years old.’ ‘By the way, is your phone nearby?’‘It is right outside the door in my shorts and on full volume. We should hear it if anything happens.’‘I hope we don’t get any of those false alarms. I just want to sit here and relax for a while.’‘If it goes off, I’ll go and check things out.’We sit her for a while in silence, inhaling the steam. I open my eyes to cast a surreptitious glimpse of. .. you are in 'oh shit' mode.I loved the shovel work moving a meter of overburden to get at 'the good stuff.'Even though you KNOW there's nothing there it's still 10 centimeters ... keep it level, keep it square, haul the buckets to the screens, log it at the end of each level.A typical log sheet for a meter square: 'Level 1= 0 to 10cm. Roots. Black topsoil trending to grey. Pebbles in the screen. Bagged: No. 12.'When the log sheet is completed the sheet is inserted in the Field Notes.Each 10cm. The world around them seemed more airy, more open. The canopy had been thinned by the storm, no question about that. But where were all the broken trees and branches that should have been lying on the ground? There were many small branches to be sure, but very few large ones, and not a downed tree in sight. And the air, it smelled so clean and fresh, and it was filled with the rich odors of the damp earth.Sandra took a moment to reach down and scoop up a handful of the loose soil. The new black.