My claws dug into its flesh, holding on tight. It kicked and danced, struggling to throw me off, sweeping its head so its little stubby antlers could ...ind my flesh.I didn’t let up. Not with its salty blood in my mouth. We didn’t eat at all yesterday. My stomach rumbled. I wouldn’t let this deer go. It was breakfast and lunch and dinner. We needed it. Especially Kora. Conjuring the bridge yesterday afternoon had wiped her out.The deer staggered. It let out one more mournful wail then collapsed.. I couldn’t look at Calvin, but when I did, in my mind he was sneering at me. I wondered if he had told any of his buddies or if everyone in my class knew… or everyone in our small one-high-school town.Here I need to tell you Calvin had a brother named Carl, who was four years older. I had seen him around town and knew he barely resembled Calvin. He was taller, heavier, had darker hair and wasn’t quite as good looking, although I don’t mean he wasn’t attractive in his own way.My dad loved to. Inthe evening, after a fine meal featuring the best of the local wines, we'dadjourn to the bedroom where I'd fuck her compliant body to a frazzle. For awoman her age, she could give almost as good as she was getting. When it came toblowjobs she was in the professional class, but like a true gentleman, I neverinquired as to where she developed such skills. During that summer I called home a few times.Mom said that dad was veryunhappy with Megan's progress and was threatening to go to even. Wrapping my legs tightly around his waist I pulled hi. I tight as slowly inch by inch he filled my aching pussy, he started to rock his hips back and forth moving his shaft in and out building g a rhythm , instinctively I started to thrust back pushing onto him - then without warning he pulled out, he took me down and turned me around, my back facing him, gently he pushed my back down and spread my legs, running a finger from the small of my back I reached forward, taking hold of the branch I.