“Mike, what are you doing?” “Natalie, I just fucked May. But, I am still horny.” “Mike, do you want me to come over?” “Yes!”Natalie w...as over to my house in about 20 minutes. 5 minutes more and we were naked in my spa in the backyard. Natalie lowered herself down on my lap as I sat in one corner of the spa. The hot bubbling water was really nice. Nat’s big tits were rubbing against my chest as she rode my hard cock. I kissed her, then started to suck on her nipples. My hands were holding her. I entered the hut, again with people crowding around the doorway, providing me with an opening to the hut. Inside was the old man, a fire burning hot, apparently having been stoked for much of the day with rocks at the bottom, nearly white with heat. The other woman came in after me and closed the door. There were three mats spread on the dirt floor, equally spaced around the fire pit. He indicated the mat for me as being the one furthest from the doorway. Once settled, the room was dark except. She felt him push into her a few inches, and draw out. He couldn’t believe how tight her asshole felt. He felt every inch of her muscles grip his cock as he slid into her ass again. This time he got another two inches inside her. He grabbed her hips and spit on his cock, pushing himself full inside her. Veronica cries of pain started turning into moans of pleasure. Jake loved the feel of Leah asshole on his tongue. It was tight and he could feel the ridges of her pucker. He poked a finger. I myself have been trying to learn to hunt this way as well. Though my attempts of hunting the old-fashioned way were an endless source of jokes that I had to endure. But the benefit of making the hunters feel like they were contributing to the camp’s needs, plus teaching me some much needed skills, were priceless. Needless to say I am the target of many jokes at how clumsy some of my better efforts are, as I am long from being the best hunter using the ‘spear and hope method’ as I call it. I.