I answered the door in just my T-shirt and panties from the day and he immediately began trying to touch my big, firm ass. Giggling and playing on the...way to my room we both knew what was next. We got to my room and he laid down on my bed, I laid beside him and we just stared at each other. Trying to create small talk to rid the room of tension and awkwardness. After a bit we started to kiss, softly at first. His soft tongue licked my lips as I tried to keep up with him. We both were on the. It began licking and chewing on his nose and cheeks. Another scream longer and even more high pitched soon became a dreadful, bloodcurdling screech that stretched out to a gurgle as the boar ripped Pretty Boy’s tongue from his mouth. Andrew threw up. Tiring of the game, the boar returned to the genitals ripping them from Pretty Boy’s body and tearing chunks of flesh from his groin. Blood gushed from his femoral artery, and, as they watched, Pretty Boy’s heart pumped the last of his life from. The man brought his fingers to her mouth and made her lick them, before taking a taste himself. Steve found himself rubbing his hardness through his jeans. He’d never been so completely turned on like this. He wondered what the woman would do to repay the favor, but then realized that the man was not done with her. He watched in awe as the man lifted her gorgeous breasts out over the top of her shirt. They were out there for anyone to see, but no one did see; no one but Steve. How ironic that. I'm just standin' at one side, like some ghost, watchin' all this happen. It's in the hot desert, there's sand and cactus and this fight's goin' on in a dry wash. He shoots these guys who're shootin' at him, and he get's 'em. Kills 'em. Then I see he's saved these two Indian kids. The boy, he's younger, and he's hurt; and the girl, she must have been the boy's older sister, she's got her clothes half torn off and she's scared near to death. This guy helps 'em, patches 'em up and covers her up,.