“You should know what you’re shooting before you shoot,” the creature taunts.The agent feels the impact before he has a chance to see it. His bo...dy sails through the air into a cart full of lunch trays. The blow is solid and it feels like the wall has slammed into him. The crash into the cart doesn’t do anything to ease his fall. He pushes himself up a little, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “Show yourself, asshole!” he shouts.“Very well,” the creature says, stepping from around. You caress my ass down to my pussy again – teasing my clit running your fingers gently over my lips – beginning to swell with pleasure – moaning louder – getting wetter. You insert 1 finger then 2 – I begin to gyrate and fuck your fingers – juice dripping down your hand – begging for one – then 2 more fingers – you beging to slowly thrust your hand in my pussy – pressing your thumb in my ass – fucking both holes mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm again and again and again til I cum allll over your hand!I. I made her a belt that she could wear over one shoulder and she placed all seven remaining knives in leather sheaths to keep them clean until needed.She begged me to take her hunting and I eventually gave in to her request. She could be quite persuasive in a nocturnal setting at a time when I only had one thing on my mind.It was relatively easy to get up into the foothills.I had no desire to get into any climbing situation because I knew the combination of ice and sharp rocks was both deadly. So here I sat on the same stool as last evening nursing my scotch, extra neat. Extra neat. What the fuck does that even mean? A man sat two stools down and looked like an executive of sorts but to be honest he looked a little out of place here in this hole. Wondered if he was wandering around for some stray. Renting myself crossed my mind again but figured I’d call it a night after my “extra neat” scotch. Feeling a bit buzzed from the alcohol, I sauntered over to Bill....that’s what I had named.