Neither of them was an experienced, trained tracker or they might have been able to pick out the slight bruising on some of the moss that covered the ...ocks or the odd blade of grass that was bent over. Instead they split up and ranged from side to side in a vain attempt to pick up the trail again.Adam eventually found it, but they had lost nearly an hour and David had widened the gap between them.David guessed that they would come after him. He knew how important an object like the replicator. This man was a monster. Anatoly Chernoskulov was one of the most feared fighters out of Russia. An expert stylist, he liked to practice his punches against brick walls. He’d split his knuckles so often that doctors had finally removed the remaining cartilage and simply sewn the knuckles together. Anatoly had calluses on top of calluses and was well over six feet, his thighs were as big as tree trunks.He lumbered across the mat and stood in front of her with his arms folded across his huge. She had no idea that I was going to lie to her, only after meeting her just a couple of hours before hand.As she walked into the bathroom, a sudden hunger pain hit me. A man has to eat you know! So, I made my way into a beautifully decorated kitchen. Jessica was a cat person, which was great, cause, so was I! I rummaged through the fridge, and the cabinets. I was going to suprise Jessica with a home-cooked breakfast.When Jessica finally came out from the shower, she walked into the kitchen.. Fred had moved in between my wife’s legs. He had reached under her legs and lifted them up far enough to roll her hips way back. His rock hard cock was in position to enter her, but he also had stopped to see what I was doing. Tom was the only man that wasn’t paying any attention to what I was doing. Tom had a strange look on his face and it was obvious that he was about ready to explode inside my wife’s mouth. I turned my attention back to Mary. I reached down and picked up the hem of her.