My first trip to the Idaho panhandle in October I brought down a four-point buck. The next October Jack and I climbed into my Cessna and I flew us to ...he most remote airstrip in northern Wyoming we could find. We spent a week camping out, drinking beer, and basking in maleness. We both bagged an elk on that trip and had to arrange for the meat to be shipped home via ground transport because it's sheer weight would have overloaded my plane.I kept myself amused by my many pursuits during those. We talked about all sorts of things, but let’s not beat about the bush here, we somehow got talking about sex and the specifics of it that we enjoy.I now know that she has a bald pussy that she’s able to squirt from given enough stimulation and that she’s not adverse to anal either. She knows that I enjoy smelling women’s used knickers for some self satisfaction whilst using my male masturbating sleeve and that I’ve fucked the milf next door. She called me a dark horse. Having all this. She pressed the stop button and reversed it. What she discovered brought her the shock of her life. It was May 29th.THE McPHERSON FAMILY KILLED!Kent, Erin, son Kent, Jr. and daughter Edie were found murdered in their penthouse apartment of the McPherson Building. All four bodies were torn apart in a horrid scene of carnage. "A ghastly scene that sickened all of us," Police Chief Desmond Waters said upon inspecting the scene. "Everyone of them were torn apart in this blood splattered butchery. I. There was something else in the air too. He soon realized that in death Mark’s body had relaxed and that all the muscles had gone loose, releasing the contents of his bowels and bladder. His mind absently considered how the urine had gotten out, considering Mark had no penis through which to void. But then a broken pipeline needs only an exit to flush the water. It didn’t matter if the plumbing was intact or not. ‘Henry,’ a cool feminine voice said from the shadows. He opened his eyes to find.