‘Call 911!’ Donovan yelled at her as he unsnapped the board from Jett’s feet. She tried to grab for Jett. ‘Don’t touch him, call the hospit...l!’ He ordered, grabbing her arms forcefully to keep her from moving him. With the way he had hit the tree, moving him could only hurt him more. ‘I don’t have my phone!’ She screamed hysterically, tears falling down her cherry wind-blown face. ‘Go down to the lodge, my phone is on the counter. Hurry!’ Linden didn’t have to be told a third time, she ran. Hua kuch yun k ami abu ko2 din k liye kahin jana paraha dusre sher najma ko parhne ka bhot shock tha or tv dekhney ka main usey parhata b tha ami abu bhar chaley gai main apne colg se aya to ami ka phone aya tha najma ne bataya kah k unhey ek hafta lag jai ga wapas atey atey maine kaha theek hai wo khana lai humne khana khaya main rest karne let gaya wo tv dekhne lete mere dimag chalna shuru hua k kisi tarikey se se isko phansao lekin wo to bht masoom thi t.V pe agar koi romantic scean ata bTo. I went into a hover just above her car and waited for her to get the idea. Eventually she reached out and took the note on the string; I was watching as she read it and started laughing. She sat back down, and I brought the helicopter home.I went inside the house and told the ladies I was going to set up the grill and have hotdogs and hamburgers for lunch, and asked if that was ok. I received 'ok's' from everyone. I also informed them we might have a guest for lunch. I went back to working on. The teacher inched closer, wriggling across the floor to Helene's exposed lips. Miranda was right: the girl was completely hairless, with a truly beautiful cunt. Helene's pink lips were just visible, her clitoris a discreet and well-defined mound.The teacher gasped: feeling her pussy opened, and a finger -- or was it two -- sliding deeply inside her. Miranda wasn't mucking around, she could feel herself being opened by the teenager's expert fingers.The older woman cupped Helene's small bum.