But you shouldn't feel humiliated. We've all cared for mates who have been badly injured and done the same for them."I blinked. Yes, and I wouldn't ha...e hesitated to do the same for any of them if they were wounded, nor would I think anything of it. I grabbed Scars hand and kissed it. "Thank you."Scar pulled on my hand and pulled me forward into him with a splash. He pulled me up and kissed me forcefully on the lips. He broke off, and said, "You have won our respect by the way you carried. The white-hot glare of the gasoline lantern illuminated the infirmary and cast sharp shadows in the corners of the room.He hung the lantern back on its peg. The horse snorted his restlessness. Jesse checked the leg injury where the big animal got tangled in a strand of broken barbwire. "All right, you're good as new. Go join your friends." He removed the halter from the horse's head and opened the side door. The horse had to be urged to leave the warm comfort of the small infirmary.Jesse. I held her asscheeks with both hands and let her dictate the pace, and it didn't take too long before she sped up the tempo. Her breathing was deep and she let out low moans saying: "oh fuck yes ... eat my pussy good and make me cum". I lost track of time and don't really know how much time had passed, but eventually I became aware that my face was soaking wet and she was riding my tongue like a woman possessed. Finally she ground my head into her pussy and I felt her shudder and grunt an earth. “Mr. Swarthmore, Drew is ill. Please let Dr. Chabot and the physicians give him the care he needs. “Oh, and as for paying the bills, Drew can do that. Drew and I did a project for an online business. Drew’s share will probably come to about $200,000 a year for the next three years, maybe more. I’m telling you this because, if Drew is not able to handle his own affairs, I’ll need to send you the checks to use on his behalf.” Mr. Swarthmore collapsed into a chair. “First I find out that my son is.