She had been told for a month or more now that she was getting a unique, once in a lifetime gift. She had no clue what it was going to be but she want...d to enjoy every moment of today. She had a party planned but never could have guessed how awesome today would be.Helena's earliest guests were her best friends, who had texted her just after she woke up. Sara and Anna had always been there for her. All 3 were nightowls, and she invited both over before it was even 1AM.Her cousin, Elise was about. Hunting for the dinner table, well and good, as I saw it; it culled the herds to prevent overpopulation, it was a lot less cruel than the vagaries of natural selection and winnowing by casual starvation and disease, and the meat went to good use. She reluctantly conceded that point. On the other hand, we shared a distaste for trophy hunting.Catching a lull between new registrations—by then six vehicles had shown up, each with its complement of hunters—I wandered down to the front desk and. They pulled away briefly and Gemma told him something. He nodded and paused to undo the flies of his trousers. Almost instantly her hand slipped through the gap and I could see her up and down movement tossing him offNot to be outdone, and causing me to unbutton my jeans so I could reach my own cock, he moved his hand away from her arse and I almost came as I watched him start to finger her pussy. Another ‘wow’ moment followed when she pulled at the waistband of his trousers. He paused to help. I took my hand and ran it over her tits once again, before slapping it, seeing the beginnings of my handprint form as she jumped from surprise and pain. I laughed, taking a small bit of sadistic pleasure from her response, before I moved my hand to her other one to repeat the action. I made sure to slap her tits over and over, all while moving my other hand back down to her pussy to massage her g-spot and get her even wetter. I could tell she was enjoying herself, but there are just some.