It was easy to find, it was swollen and starting to push out beyond her pussy. I ran my fingers across that clit from tip to palm. I pinched and pulle...d just a bit. Besides her moaning you could hear those wonderful squishy sounds that a very wet pussy makes.By now others were getting in to it as well. There were voices saying, “Yes Yes Cum For Your Daddy” and “We want to see you cum”. And Sari did. She stood up straight and moaned loudly and shuttered. And a rush of sticky liquid came down on. I think it went okay, though. Did you eat dinner while I was gone? I can—”“I cooked!” Laura gleefully interjected. “I, um ... Your mom let me make omelets for us! I wish I’d had some bacon or sausage for them—not that I was unhappy with how they came out or anything, though!”Alaina found herself smiling widely as she imagined the blonde girl happily cooking away at the stove with a pair of omelets sizzling in a frying pan. Wait, why is she... She blinked, then stared at herself uncertainly in. " I do too," I said smiling at her, while at the same time not letting her slip out of my arms."Look Charlie, whether or not your going to keep screwing around with that fluezy or not is your business, but..." I told her I didn't want to see her, on anything more than a friendly basis last night." R-really? You did?" she asked looking at me with a shimmer of surprise, and something odd, hope in her eyes."Yes, I did." Well, that's great Charlie. Really it is." You were saying..." Oh, ye-yes, of. She was glad he got the job done and said that she would have hated to have to stay up waiting for him to finish so he could come in and make his adjustments, bidding him goodnight, she was off to bed. Hours later the blacksmith had finally finished his repairs and took the mended machinery part into the main house to install it. The furnace was located right at the far corner of the outer kitchen, which was adjoined to the farmers private kitchen. He crept in with his lantern (there were locks.