She was my dirty slut now…She wanted to hear some dirty talk; so as I fucked her ass, I whispered in her ear that she was a dirty little slut. She l...ved to get pounded in the ass like a good street hooker. I ordered her to tell me that she loved my hard cock in her ass.She squealed and told me she loved the way I was taking her ass.Then she pushed harder her round buttocks against my cock.I was pumping her so hard that she was coming up off the ground.I pressed her up against the sink and. He called him the young hunter with the pretty bow and arrows. He said he wished to return something to him. I think he dropped it beside my sleeping pad.”At this, Aard ducked into the hut, returning a few seconds later with a broken arrow shaft, the point deeply stained with dried blood. “Yes, it is one of Dann’s hunting arrows, barbed so that it would not be easily withdrawn from a wound.”“I cannot imagine the pain that creature must have endured,” marveled Seth, “just to satisfy its rage.”He. It was stupid, but Zoey was so used to disappointment that it almost seemed like she invited it in. Luckily for her this time would be different.Of course, at the time she didn't know that and even if she had there wouldn't have been much she could have (or would have, really) done about it. Her life was just way too busy. Work was pure hell all week long thanks to another one of the younger girls quitting and being replaced by a girl who was so slow, so dumb and so overall annoying that Zoey. They became comfortable enough with me to change clothes in front of me when I was in their rooms for business or socializing. I didn't realize how comfortable they had become until one day when Tammy and Penny asked me to come to their room. It was my day off and I was dressed for the beach, t-shirt and trunks. I stopped by their room intending to proceed to the beach afterwards."We have a big favor we'd like to ask you." What's that, Tammy?" We were talking about boys the other day, and we.