Soon it’s just us, and a few folks working hard to get their drink on. I’m kicked back in my chair in the bar having a great time. I look around t...e clubhouse, and there are only about a dozen or so of us left. I’m sipping on my beer and a gorgeous blonde woman walks up to our table and asks where the after party is. Now I’m not the smoothest guy around, but my arm seemed to have a mind of its own as it extended out and wrapped around her legs and gave a slight squeeze.I expected to get slapped. We had locked the garage securely before we made our way to the kitchen. All of us were apparently starved as we ate chicken in near silence for fifteen minutes or so before anyone spoke. In a way it was almost as if we had gone through some sort of sacred ritual and were afraid to talk of it.Finally Audra asked the question that I'm sure was in the forefront of everyone's mind. She asked, "What do you suppose is inside?"Irma who had been especially quiet answered for all of us when she said,. "Thank you for the generous gift. You dress strangely, but you are quite generous. I hope you can eat with us and then we can talk about a trade." I would be honored," I said and spent some time getting to know my host.We talked for a while and then he asked me an awkward question. "I am curious how you killed the deer. I see no spear or club you are carrying." I have a special way of killing. It is called a bow. It requires a lot of training to use, so it would be of no use to you." OK," he. He simply started fucking her again, and this time with a bare cock. Flesh against flesh felt so dirty and strangely intimate.“Who’s slut are you, Margie?”“I’m your slut.”“Who’s?”“I’m Justin’s slut!”Yes. This was truly what she wanted. His rough pumping filled the quiet roadside park with the sounds of the creaking table and their bodies slamming together wet and dirty. She climaxed hard again, partly because of his big dick and partly due to the erotic and unexpected way he took her.“I’m.