"Tom, we've had a bit of good luck. We're at Bunkhouse Two, and who did we run into but Greta herself. Seems she's had a bit of an accident. If you hu...rry over, you may catch her." He paused and listened to Tom's reply. "Read the goddam map, Tom. You're not far away. Just hurry over, and keep your eyes open." He looked down at Greta. "Start running, you miserable cunt. Start running and hope this fat pig of a hunter doesn't find you and do what I'd like to do to you."She rose unsteadily to her. "Let me be clear: Everything was checked beforehand. I can assure you that there were no anomalies within the pit or as part of the air."She pauses to ensure everyone recognizes the importance of this matter now."So take to heart that what we witnessed is definitely progress! We won't have the answers yet as to what happened, but we can proudly claim that we are not just some crazy group hanging on to speculations. The Stonehenge book's contents are real!"She takes out the Stonehenge book from. She knew what was coming and tried to turn her head to protest, but to no avail. Mark, who cock was in mouth, grabbed her head and held it steady, not allowing her to spit his cock out. I pressed forward with my cock, the smallest of the group, and started working it into her virgin ass. She was squeezing her ass as her only way to stop my advance, but their was not way I was giving up. With half of my 6" cock buried inside her ass she stopped fighting and gave in. I rammed my cock in up to the. "She handed me a plate of bacon and eggs and went back to the tent to change. I still was confused and full of turmoil on the inside and frankly, I wasn't that hungry. I poked at the food idly and thought of the events that had occurred the night before. Her words played back in my mind as I reflected on the previous evening. "Give Momma your sperm! I want you in me!" About ready to go?" she asked. Her words shot me back down to earth from my dream-like state. I turned around to look at her and.