"If we had a picnic," said Sarah, "we wouldn't want the site to be the football field. There isn't enough room to establish a perimeter out of shotgun...range." Wait a minute," exclaimed John. "We might be going about this backwards. It is more likely than not that any given day three weeks from now will be rainy. Could the Confederacy hold one of those interdiction fields for hours? We could have the picnic inside the interdiction field, and then do the extraction."Brian brightened at that. Dave... well he... let's just say I did not get. Any. Again.”“Aw honey... well, mosey on over here and when we're done we can have a chat 'bout that. Whaddaya say?”“That'd be hyper, Mol. Cya.”Mollyann put down the phone and went to her room. Her spandex pants and halter top was reasonably chaste (for her) but it left the square of skin around her navel bare, and at the back. She was at least still reasonably flat, and after Lily's birth ten years ago she had managed to more or less get her. As we cuddled in the dark I felt her stir slightly. She turned to me and gently pulled my cock out of my boxers and started to stroke it. Within seconds, I was hard again, and I reached down and pulled her panties to the side, allowing my fingers to slip inside her moist slit. She began to moan as I curled two fingers to hit her g spot, and rubbed her clit with my thumb, a trick she loved. Just as I thought I was in control, she licked her finger and begins to flick the tip of my cock. My eyes. I was pretty sure that he thought we were making liquor in the chicken house/barn, until he saw the setup. At that point he changed his mind to god only knew what. He went on to make the improvements to our bathroom. No matter what he thought, he installed the two electric hot water heaters then took the money and ran.Since I had a plow blade on my tractor I ran it along my dirt drive to cut down the layer of top soil. I needed to rent the small bobcat excavator to dig down below the freeze.