The Hopewell lived in this canyon a thousand years ago, and then they just vanished forever... I'm just glad I brought the second Glock. Let's be sure... to mount the scopes before we sack out."Cindy shook her squirrel head in bewilderment. "What the hell is going on? They seem like nice people. The man's name is Mark, the woman is Kara. Should I try to communicate? SHIT! What am I thinking of?! I'd probably scare them half to death as a six-legged monster. Mount the scopes? Glocks? Pistols! Shit!. She took in a noisy breath as his penis buried itself inside her. Then he began to thrust in and out of her. Each stroke sending shivers through her body.She moaned as her body seemed to take on a life quite apart from the one that listened to her brains.His thrusts were firm and urgent. She kept her legs spread wide so he could reach in all the way. Suddenly he tensed up. This was followed by a warm feeling inside her cunt, then something else that she couldn’t define. She squeezed her legs. . Deni As if by magic, the show ended or maybe he was just so enthralled by seeing her he missed the rest. Quickly packing his equipment, he joined the party but everyone said she disappeared as soon as the show had ended. Frustrated, he walked the three blocks to his car. ‘Hey stranger. Interested in buying a girl some dinner,’ he heard in a delicate, lilting voice from behind him. Spinning, he almost tripped over some of his equipment. She stood just a few feet away, no longer the model. That left the rest of us trying to hunt down the two guys who had done the runner, but as we didn’t know if they were armed and didn’t fancy switching on torches that could be used as aiming points, we were reduced to peering around in the dark. We were left with no option but to carry out just a brief search before deciding if we should go stay there till daybreak. We decided to pull out, but it went against the grain to leave the tanker there, so we thought we would screw things up for them..