She brought hot cocoa packets and a carton of milk. The first thing I’d moved into the trailer was my coffee mugs.“So, Dad,” she began. She was ...using her most mature voice—the voice of reason. “What’s your goal? Are you out to discover yourself? Do you have a quest to see all the states? The National Parks? Old girlfriends?” We laughed. I pulled a bottle of crème de menthe out of the drawer that I’d designated as my liquor cabinet, although there was only a bottle of wine and half a bottle of. A pair of crime scenetechnicians or CSI were working on the inside of the vehicle."What can you tell me, Kyoden-san?" Inspector Yoshida asked AssistantCoroner Kyoden Ui."Female, age unknown. Dead from one GSW to the head. You saw thecondition of the head?" Frangibles?"Kyoden shrugged. "Probably, but I won't know for sure till I conduct anautopsy. A second bullet looks to have grazed the back of her neck."Tetsuro spoke to one of the CSI. "Has any identification been found?"The CSI shook his. No warm up, no slow strokes first. He just begins yanking what must have been 10 inches of cock and 3 fingers of girth out of me. Till only the tip remains in then driving himself into me. Forcing my pussy to engulf his monstrous cock. As he continues. Deep and powerful thrust repeatedly impaling my pussy as each impact of our hips cause my pussy to splash it's moisture onto his hips. As he continued to relentlessly fuck me as my eyes rolled back into my head and I was left powerless to beg for. He suddenly stopped and said "I can't hunt, I don't have my bow", I just smiled and told him "I had your bow and hunting equipment shipped here 2 days ago with the hope you wouldn't notice it missing from home". He kissed me and reminded me of what a lucky guy he was.A very handsome man which appeared to be in his late thirties or very early forties came over and introduced himself as George, our guide for the trip. I noticed immediately how handsome of a guy he was. He didn't dress fancy,.