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Mosquito? No fucking way. I sat upright and looked around for the source of the buzzing sound. "Do you hear that?" I asked Seraina. "What are you talking about? I don't hear … wait, yes! I hear something. What is it?" She joined me in a visual search babe for the odd noise. "Look!" Seraina tapped me on the asian shoulder and pointed to a tiny black dot high in the sky near the top of the ridge. The silhouette of an industrial helicopter drone could clearly be seen as the black dot moved closer. Like dancers, we rose to our feet and did jumping jacks while we shouted and waved our arms to attract attention. The calisthenics was unnecessary; the drone had already spotted us and was headed directly to our position. The craft's camera pointed straight down at us as the aerial machine hovered twenty feet over our heads within a few minutes. Something that looked like a black fishing line detached from a reel on the side of the drone and dropped toward us. A set of earbuds with a built-in microphone dangled from the end of the wire. It was obvious that someone wanted to communicate with us. cumshot We huddled together as we each plugged one of the buds into our ears. "This is Sheila. Are you guys ready to come home?" "Oh, God, yes!" Seraina cried as tears streamed down her face. My waterworks turned on as I joined my partner in a choir of thankful joy. We’d been rescued. Chapter 23 Our return to the cabin became a déj� vu amateur moment and a mirror image of when I’d first arrived with Darlene about ten days ago. japanese As our rescue vehicles approached, it appeared as though Sheila and the entire membership of the Society of Sisters waited on the cabin's balcony in freezing cold. The upper deck erupted in shouts of joy and hand waves of welcome when Seraina dismounted from the snowmobile. The boisterous display of affection slammed into a wall of silence as I climbed off the passenger seat. For the most part, the expressions on the faces of the assembled women were neutral displays of puzzlement and curiosity, as opposed to blatant hostility. A few of the ladies gave me tentative waves of greeting. Sheila leaned forward, braced her gloved hands on the icy railing and studied Seraina for a moment before turning her attention to me. I now knew how a field mouse feels when looking up only to find a soaring hawk looking down. "Welcome home. Thank God you're back. We've been searching for you for a week. I put these questions to babe Ethan asian over breakfast. This excited me and I felt some tightness and amateur tingling down there. I quickly picked him up, taking him to the infirmary. “You’re not coming in?” I ask. 'Yes, kiss the top' he cried out. Tabitha "I... Deathmaster met her at the abandoned prison again. Now that had no purpose at all cumshot except to give me a better view of her cunt. Then, "Can I watch?" Then it hit him like a freight train, this woman-child was in japanese total fear. Her eyes were watery now and tears were flowing down her cheeks as she hit the 8-inch mark on John's shaft. Not wanting to break up this happy couple, Jeff returned to the rest of the family in the center of the barn. Anabelle kneels beside me with her head down looking at the floor.