Your rifle swings on your shoulder but this isn’t the time to take it out. Not with the creature this close.You duck under the descending, thorny br...nches of an overgrown tree and move without haste - something the creature chasing you didnt care to mimic as it sprinted on all fours into the spiky bramble.You exit the bush and finally risk your first glance back - the furry mammal is roaring and tearing against the vines. Held, but you could see it breaking free.“Fuck,” you breathe as you turn. A parade of flaccid cocks pressed against her lips, and she suckled with enthusiasm, one after another, until they were fully erect. This time there were nine rather than the usual eight, and as she took the largest (which she recognized as belonging to the Voice) deep in her throat, gagging and struggling for breath as she swallowed its enormity, she idly wondered who the new addition was and what his role in the tableau to follow would be. When her mouth was no longer required she found. He did this 24 times. Always 24 times, 24 feints, and then – pow – his whole length, plunging into her with violence and power that made her back arch and her mouth open in a scream that couldn’t come out because the air had left her body already. And then carefully back out again, slowly, as her body rested, unable to relax to quite the same extent, and he began the process again. But this time, to just 23 little thrusts, and when he struck, it was with two of the slow, agonizing movements,. " "No. I'm not afraid." "Well c'mon den. I freezin my booty off out here" "Well, OK. If I have to." He grinned. "You aint gots to do shit, but you be dead in da mornin if you stay here." He climbed out on the passenger side after grabbing his keys then made his way to the old truck behind his car and climbed in. She was dressed in brown cover-alls wearing a floppy knit cap over her long, dark locks and appeared almost childlike behind the wheel as she was quite small, but she ground the gears.