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Heather surmised that there probably was a bad wreck ahead. She silently prayed that no one had been killed. The line of cars continued to sit still. She was boxed in. She teen pulled out her cell phone to try and contacted the Shanes to tell them she would be late. Their housekeeper told her they had left approx half an hour ago to meet her. When asked if they had a cell phone; the housekeeper said no, Mr. Shane didn't like those things. Heather began to panic. She wanted this sale so much and didn't rough want anything to screw it up. After an hour and 25 min; the traffic finally began to move slowly. Heather had to make up some time but how. Suddenly she remembered the Lookout Mountain Rd that went up and over the mountains. It was curvy but there wasn't usually much traffic and it would shorten her distance considerably to take that route instead of going the interstate until the valley turnoff. She soon reached the exit and was speeding up the curvy mountain road and down the other side as fast as she could take the curves. There was no traffic and she was making good progress. Heather rounded the next curve at breakneck speed and too late saw two pulp wood logs lying the road. She didn't have time to hardly react before her tits tires struck the logs and her car was airborne over the oral short guard rail and down the hill side which was covered mostly in small sexy dead scrub evergreens. She fought to maintain some semblance of control as the car wheels touched ground and the car bounced down the slope still going in the forward direction. Over halfway down the hill; the Mercedes hit a larger sapling which spun it around and started it to roll. Even though Heather was wearing her seat belt; she was now being tossed about like a rag doll. The left side of her head now impacted the driver’s side window with enough force to crack the window. At the bottom of the hill; Heather's car rolled over a small grove of live Balsams and suddenly came to a stop within them. The car had stopped on its wheels with the driver's side door slightly ajar. The noise of the crash had caught the attention of Clint Hayes and his dog King as they were crossing a nearby creek. They made their way in the direction the noise had come from to see what had happened. Clint lived in a cabin with his dog just across the next small mountain. He was a decorated Gulf War Veteran who had come home from the war to find his wife of 10 years had been cheating on him. In the confrontation that followed; he had punched her which had led to pussy his arrest. They then had a messy divorce and he pulled up stakes and bought the cabin and a few acres out here in the middle of nowhere. The cabin had no electricity. He made a living operating heavy machinery at a paper mill over near the river. King arrived first at the smoldering car and was sniffing at the driver’s side door. Her fingers trailed downward, finding their way to the creature’s furry belly. “Just like your son does rough for you?” I asked. Anyway, Ryan selected a cotton dress off one of the racks then took me over to the changing cubicles. I hadn’t thought about it before but when you’re camping, all the cooking is done near the ground so I was oral squatting down most of the time. "Will watch that soon, miss you" She lifted her phone slowly, wanting to hold it before her, but her gaze couldn't pull away from the pendant. "SURE IS, AND SHE'S JOINING THE OUTLAWS." With an assembly going on for the 9th graders teen in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck pussy being ‘supervised’ in the girls’ locker room. The sexy voices spoke to me and said outrageous things like, “You love wearing panties.” and “You love feeling soft and feminine.” and “You are a pretty, sexy, slutty, sissy!” I could almost feel the silky panties and stocking being slipped onto my body, like the girls in the videos! Actual play and her climax would come later. Dr. Wilson had a sad smile on her face, an echo of grief that I felt as she moved the ultrasound around my belly. Oh, wait, no…Um, Tina?” I said smiling the whole time. Araceli blinked. Widowmaker let out a sigh and relaxed, sitting herself down on the edge of her bed, clasping her hands together and glancing around herself, at nothing in particular, “. You've been a good girl tonight. Mom wagged her finger. With her passed out he had a female black widow spider tattooed on the inside of her left arm below the elbow. I could feel the sperm rising in the base of my cock. “I'm not wielding it, Huck. Most of my knickers are coated with vaginal discharge or skid marks, but I find the lingerie that an old boss bought me and that I had to keep secret from Dwayne. There she was....Maddison...his gorgeous bleach blonde petite daughter had her head down in a pile of pillows. “What would you say if – IF - I said that I’m not?” “I… would... love to take you to bed…” I say eyes closing sleep threatening to take me. “perhaps… if she comes back without a job… you could pay… some other way.” “I think she’ll be all right. "Frank you tits said that you were fourteen and a half I have fucked a fourteen before and you look longer but not much but thicker yes, Very interesting for sure..