MY LEG!
Laylah snaps into medical mode
Laylah's horrified and angry expression sunk into immediate concern, "David, are you hurt?"
"Yeah I... I think my leg's broke, ngh." David hissed.
"Let me see it." Laylah said, forgetting her modesty as she crawled to his side on all fours, her full breasts swaying as she did so. The nude girl inspected his leg from thigh to ankle. Not seeing any exterior damage, she gently took off his shoe and sock. David hissed with pain and both of them looked at his ankle, red and swollen, already starting to turn a little bit purple. "Sprained ankle, looks like. Bad too." She looked up at him, "we need to get some ice on that foot and elevate it."
David was about to make a comment about how he'd never had a naked doctor before, but thought better of it, "Okay, so how do I get some of that ice?"
Laylah looked around at her surroundings for a moment, "We're this is the hill we always used to sled down when we were kids.." She was right, he could never forget, not after that one snow day where Laylah lost her pants trying to slide down the hill on her stomach, "if this is the hill, then my house isn't far from here, think you can hobble there if I help you?"
"Um... yeah I think so."
"Okay." Laylah stood up. Given how close she was, now as she stood, David found himself staring up nervously at Laylah's pussy, her smooth, pale lips were blushed with a hint of pink and a small patch of trimmed, brown hair rested about a half inch above her slit, "That way, I think, that's where we need to go." She said as she pointed between some houses nearby.
David broke his gaze from Laylah's to-close-for-comfort privates and held a hand upward, "help me up?"
"of course!" Laylah said, scrambling to bend over and help up her friend. The lift was awkward, not just from the ankle pain, but during his ascent, his face rubbed up against Laylah's bare boob, her stiff nipple catching briefly on his lower lip. Either she didn't notice or didn't care because she soon had him up on one foot. She wrapped an arm around his back, lifting his arm over her shoulder, "you good?"
David paused a minute, trying to bat away the feelings that Laylah's breast pressed up against the skin of his torso that his tank top didn't cover was causing. "Uh... yeah."
"Okay let's get you some ice." She said and began walking, supporting David as he hobbled on one leg.
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