As she looked at the group of men, Beth couldn't help saying, "What the hell are you doing?"One of the men stood, looking at her with a confused expre...sion. "You are not Nanuk? The anirniq of the white bear?" I don't know what that means. What's an AN-ER-NIK?" asked Beth.All three men started to get to their feet and look at her closely. The oldest man came closer before saying, "An anirniq is a spirit or soul." We feared that you were a spirit, coming to avenge the death of the bear," said the. I shivered. He said, "Don't worry! I won't hurt you." He leaned toward and kissed me, a long lingering kiss. He threw the covers back and changed positions. He was on his side now and he took my throbbing prick into his mouth. He wasn't clumsy. He knew exactly what he was doing. He left my cock long enough to urge me to take his. It was salty and much to large for my mouth. I tried to copy his moves. Soon, I was shooting a load down his throat. He changed positions again, lifting my. Those four men gained considerable weight from the amount of lead they consumed before they knew what hit them. Only one shot was fired in our direction, and that did not come close to hitting anyone.Even Sally and Jane had drawn their Colts, but the awkward way they had to go about it made them relatively slow to be ready to shoot. They both had been after me to come up with a way that they could get to their guns more easily, and this little episode made it obvious that I needed to get my ass. I can feel his cockhead in my throat, beginning to grow as he gets closer and closer to orgasm. I start making a swallowing motion with my throat muscles, encouraging him to let go and squirt his load directly into my stomach. “Oh… oh!” Mr. Edwards exclaims, as his thrusts forward and his cockhead expands in the back of my throat. I keep up the swallowing motions as his cock pulsates in my mouth; feeling him unload squirt after squirt of hot cum right down my throat. Finally I feel.