“Come with me, I will get this big boy inside of you”, he said as we went upstairs. He laid me on the bed slowly taking off my clothes and kissing...my body all over slowly moving down to my aching pussy. He gently licked my clit and nibbled on my lips, oh how I was so gagging to be fucked. He slid his finger into my needy pussy and then took it out and made me lick my own juices off it before straddling me with his cock at my face. I opened my mouth slowly taking the full. It wasn’t that it took that long to dig a hole and build a crawlspace, but there was all the other little piddling shit that needed doing. The most time-consuming thing was to dig a trench from the basement out to the road, and lay the water and sewer piping, and then tie it into the municipal utilities. For that they had to dig out the municipal water and sewer lines and cut into them. Dad said we were lucky that the water and sewer lines were on our side of the road. If we had to trench. Once April sat on the edge of the bed, I pushed her backwards as I spread her legs; then I was able to zero in on her slit and licked from the rosebud towards the top of the slit just stopping short of her clit. I did this at least a half dozen times then slip a finger into her as I gently kissed her clit. Her hips started to move up and down so I added another finger to her slit and increased the action on her clit by sucking it into my mouth and laving it with my tongue. April gasped and. I could hear her voice from where I was standing, and I cocked my head a little, listening to the tone more than the conversation. Where had I heard that voice before? It sounded very familiar. He switched off the phone and apologized to me. He held me and kissed me (which was nice) and told me that he would be back (which was even nicer), and then he was gone. I stared at the door after he’d left. I tried to think of any time in my life that I had ever been happier, and I was forced to admit.