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The Island, Chapter 17
Date: 3/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female solo, Latina, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com
of the pile of seat cushions we had used to make our “hospital beds.” Dkembe occupied the other one, still unconscious. “Oh my god!” she said. “Is that a goat?” “Yeah,” I replied, wiping my streaming face with my shirt, which now smelled like goat, unfortunately. “I think her leg is broken. I’d like to see if we can get her splinted. Can you get some bamboo and duct tape?” She hopped up and ran to collect the supplies, and I enlisted two of the hovering kids to collect some leaves, fruit and water for the injured animal while I inspected the limb. It seemed like a clean break, obviously fairly fresh since the swelling was minimal. I couldn’t find anything wrong with the rest of her, so when Joelle returned, we quickly immobilized the leg with a bamboo cage wrapped in duct tape. I figured she’d be less likely to chew it off than if we used vines. She bleated complaints until we let her go, and then staggered around getting used to walking on 3 legs. Rain deposited the kid next to her, and Summer looked it over with a critical eye as it began to nurse from its mother’s full udder. “That kid’s old enough to wean,” she said. “Then we can keep the milk for ourselves. If we hobble the mother’s rear legs, she won’t get far. We can let her graze at the edge of the beach and collect some fruit and fresh water for her. The kid will stay close.” It sounded like a good plan, and she and Dakota used some cord salvaged from the plane to do so. We left the animals to their own devices, ...