She would make sure he used his recovery time wisely! Her clit now throbbing almost painfully with need, she knew it was time to finish him off. Fucki...g her face with his cock, she rapidly bobbed her head up and down on him, her tongue snaking around his shaft, her throat closing hungrily around his tip. Gently she used the tips of two fingers to massage his perineum, that magical tender place between his balls and his ass hole. His back arched off the bed then as his seed spilled into her. They buried the tubes deep enough that a loaded wagon wouldn’t crush them when it rolled across them. I recognized, and spoke with, three of the men working with them from among the men who came up here with Father to rescue me. I was impressed that they had already progressed on the road beyond the point where the two paths diverged when headed for the coast.The third group was working at the point I suggested as the place to start the flume for the mills. Some men were digging the trench from. Take a look."For the second time that afternoon, I was astonished by an oldphotograph of someone I had never met, someone who had lived longbefore I was even born. Anthony Russell was the spitting image ofme. Or rather, of me before I began my transformation intoKristin. I stared at it in silence, trying to put the piecestogether. "You said it all fit. What did you mean?" I asked."Anthony Russell was the son of a British civil servant and hiswife. They had just completed a stint in New York. ” I was puzzled until she said, “I want to practice DP.”She leaned over the bed offering her backside while she inserted a curved glass dildo in her pussy. My cock slid in her ass. She fucked her pussy and I fucked her ass until she grunted and came. She had me pull out, and she laid on her back with her pussy and ass at the edge of the bed. “Take me this way,” she said. “This is how Arnav fucked me the other night. This time I want to use my toy too.”I took the toy and buried it in her vagina..