Shooting the critters is the only reliable option that I could think of, as scent baits sometimes work and sometimes don't.All right, now I've got a f...w deer carcasses. What do I do with them? Butcher them, obviously. A commercial butcher would report the carcasses as taken without tags—a big no-no and Mister Sheriff would not be my friend. Alternatively, I'd have to build a slaughter house and a smoke house, learn some butchery skill, cure and smoke the meat. That's not a bad outcome if you. She understood the message and fixed her cunt on my mouth. She started to move in such a way that her entire cunt was in my mouth. I kissed, chewed and sucked her juicy cunt as she moved rhythmically. Her cunt juices with the flowing shower was a delight to have. I got up and slowly lifted her. I inserted my dick into her pussy and we started to fuck in the shower. Her tits danced before me as we fucked and I munched them as she rode on me. We finished, soaped each other and had a complete sex. “Speak for yourself, girlfriend! I’d spend the whole day checking for telltale bumps and bulges and identifiable objects!” Michael grinned as he put his arm around her. “That’s my girl, always keepin’ it classy!” We laughed at Marci’s unabashed horniness, and she laughed along with us. We chatted, ordered our food, talked some more, and ate our dinners, the same good, delicious, well-prepared food we always relied on at Chubby’s. Afterward, when our table had been cleared, we just sat and. I don’t deserve to be looked at this way all the time. I mean, the way they gawk… I might as well be fucking myself in front of them!’ April quickly lifted her skirt and slid her panties to the side, ramming two of her fingers in her pussy. She started pounding as hard as she could muster, making sure to grind her clit into her hand as she did. ‘You are correct, April. Now allow me to demonstrate what men would like to be doing when they gawk at you. In fact, something I’m sure they do after.