Incoherent words were falling out of her pursed lips. Looking down at her sweet tits I could see them pointing straight at the ceiling, both firm and ...roud. Her chest and neck were flushed with a dark red hue.I looked down at the point of our juncture and her pussy lips were very swollen and angry. They were spread wide to accommodate my thick cock and the inner lips were tightly sealed around me each time I’d momentarily withdraw. Her arousal had become almost a froth coating me. I knew I. The Eevee. I looked back into the clearing and saw the brown lump of fur there, breath still steady as she slept. "Is she going to be okay?" I asked the other two females, gesturing towards the little one. "Out here by herself, I mean."The Leavanny furrowed her brow. "Huh? Oh. Well, yes, I think. She'll likely be found by some of her sisters soon." Will that... infection come back?" I asked, my tone somber as my eyes turned to the Bug-Type. If the Eevee could get reinfected, then what. Using the winch, a come-along, and a couple of logging chains, it still took several hours to get it out. With that and having to keep filling the radiator, it was almost midnight before we made it the three miles to the ranch. After we stashed the truck in the barn, hidden behind some boxes and old equipment, it was time to get some sleep, as we had to up early to be back the next morning. Wondering where I was going to sleep tonight caused me to think of something else. ‘Grandpa, where am I. As I said, I am not setting foot back on American soil until I feel my family is safe. If you think it's that important, then you will just have to come to me when we get settled back on the island. Bring your family with you. Take a week and relax a little for a change. We have plenty of room and it won't cost any of you a thing." Ok, Jon. While I have this out, I will go through it and carry out some of the personal notes your grandfather left as instructions for me to handle personally. Jon,.