She absolutely refused to make eye contact — to acknowledge them in any way shape or form, and in the end they got the message and resumed their own...meals and their own conversations. It was nothing like the pleasant leisurely meal she had hoped to enjoy, but it was sustenance… of a sort. She took her time over her meal, but still it was over before it had really begun and so she left the place and made her way to the train station. An hour later she was sitting on her train making her journey. She had long legs and a great body. Nice tight stomach. She made every guy in the warehouse want to fuck her brains out. Her eyes were a steely grey, almost un natural. Her clothing said a lot about her personality. They weren’t torn or dirty like most street kid, in fact she made more money then most students who lived with their rich parents. She wore khaki cargo pants and a grey tank top. Black fingerless gloves on each hand and a pair of stolen Ray Ban sunglasses on her head. You could say. Kucha der bata karte rahe use bhi me pasand ane lagta shyad usane kaha raat ko kaha rukonge mene kaha use company me ruk jaunga thodi der me hamara stop agya hum dono utar gaye our usa yeriyame pohocha gaye tab takriban 7:30 baj gayethe usaka ghar baju wali bilding me hitha usane kaha ki agar jagar koi problem hoto call karna usane mera no liya our usa kabhi diya o boli ye rahi o jagaha jaha tume jana tha me chalti hu mujhe aabji kharid ne jana he our hum dono apne apne raste chale gaye o jate. . His eyes opened wide and when his vision cleared he saw the bear, it's large paws holding down the hunters’ stomach and legs, while a long, wet tongue rolled and flicked over his surprisingly erect cock. He was stunned into silence, both by the situation and how good it felt.The hunter stifled his moans, he wondered if maybe the bear was toying with what it assumed to be a very dead hunter, he was afraid of moaning too loudly in case he inadvertently caused the bear to finish him off, and not.