.Nobody had ever gotten a clear look at the damned thing, it struck like lightning, leaping from the shadows and eviscerating its prey in a flurry of ...laws, then used stealth and subterfuge to escape back into the forest. It was an intelligent animal, wily, and if he didn’t keep his wits about him, it might be the end of him, too.He knelt, pressing his gloved fingers to the soil as he searched for tracks. Nothing, not one footprint, not a single broken branch, and yet he was certain it had. We French kissed for several minutes, and I could tell Shelley was becoming very aroused. She was a vocal lover and reminded me of an ancient joke: Two guys were talking and the first said that it was his birthday, and his friends had gotten him a sweater. The second guy said that was very nice of them, at which point the first guy replied, ‘Yeah, but last year they got me a moaner!’ Shelley was a moaner!Shelley lay on top of me, moaning as we kissed. Her eyes were closed, and she squirmed. Once she had them all undone she opened the shirt but did not take it off. She reached for the front of her bra and undid the clasp there, letting the bra fall open displaying her large perfect breasts to the room. Anthony was at once transfixed by the perfect pale globes and their swaying motion with Sasha's every breath. After staring for almost a minute his mind started working again though not as well with the distraction of her nakedness under him. "I said shirt off," he commanded but she. The guys stroked themselves as they watched, heckling her and joking with each other. One shouted, "Yeah! Sing you slutty bitch!" and another said, "She's singing now, but she'll be squealing later." They all laughed and grinned at her, thinking of ways to make her squeal. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her mind fought against the glorious sexuality that threatened to overwhelm it. "Ha-ah-ppy Birth-ngh-day to-- yooooouuu. (pant) (pant)." He was increasing his pace, overengorged now as he.