He stuck his nose up my skirt, sniffing at my wet pussy, his cold noise causing me to suck in my breath and pull back. Not yet Dusty, lets go outside ...ts so nice out today I pushed his head away and led the way out to the backyard, we had a nice high fence that kept us well screened from the neighbours and a large pool filling one end of the yard. Dusty followed eagerly at my heels, this had become something of a Monday tradition for us and he knew what was coming next. I walked out to the. You’re not going to be beaten by a stupid clothes dryer.”He had just stuffed his load of damp laundry --unsorted, of course-- into the dryer, closed the lid, and dropped his coins in the slot. Nothing.After ensuring it was plugged in, he grabbed hold of the sides and gave it a shake. No good.He shoved it with his hip. Nothing doing.Finally, he slapped the side with his hand. Not a peep.He pulled out his phone and hovered his thumb over the screen. Who was he supposed to call? Leila always did. My ass clenched and relaxed beneath her squeezing hands as I fucked the elf.“Oh, no,” Sophia gasped from across the banked fire.I broke the kiss and glanced over as the naked acolyte burst out of her bedding and raced out into the darkness.“What's that?” I groaned as I ground my clit into Xera's pubic bone.“I”m not sure,” Xera gasped as Sophia vanished into the darkness towards the hill where Angela kept watch. “Should we go check it out?”“No,” I panted, my pussy clenching down on her dick. The. It turned out, when I checked days after the fact with Spook, that my worries had been needless. At one time in history, it seemed, C-sections had been almost invariably fatal to the mother, and the baby might not make it, either. These days, though, Spook said the literature showed they were no riskier than natural birth. Even the incision didn't incapacitate her any more than extended labor would have, maybe less, and the doctors promised her the scar would be small and unobtrusive.When I.