He was leaningback in a worn leather executive chair of undeterminable color wearinga dirty undershirt sucking on a cigar. The sweat stained shirt lef...t hishairy pot belly stomach in plain view along with his upper chest andunderarms. What was left of the hair on his head was tied off into agreasy looking gray ponytail."Hey Joanne, whatcha doin' here?" he said in a gruff voice. "You ain'tsupposta be here till Thursday."As Joanne approached the desk, she noticed a movement down betweenPete's. When I think I can't swallow anymore, I feel the flow slow. Your hands release my head. You push me away from you and bark out a command."Don't swallow it all yet. Show me my gift to you. Open your mouth."I stop at the last minute from drinking all of your cum. I tilt my head back and open my mouth and show you the cum still in my mouth. You smile and nod and I swallow the rest of your liquid gift. "Now finish cleaning my cock."Leaning forward, I take you back into my mouth and suck off the. The fox is giving me a funny look so I put my hand down, she comes over and I pet her. Now that was a first! The first time she ever let me touch her. I say, "Well girl, I don't know what happened here, but I do know I have a revolver to clean then I have to figure out some way to clean myself up. I smell like nasty bear."I decide the first thing I need to do is start a small fire at the mouth of the den. I worry I might scare away the fox, so I call her over as I start the fire. She doesn't. “You collect all of this yourself?”“No,” Béla grinned through her teeth, not looking at him as she began unpacking. “It came with the property. Some movie guy owned it. Most of these are props from old movies he made back a few years ... back in the twenties, I mean.”“How did you ever find a place like this?” Jake asked, completely awed by the primitive and violent décor.“Well, the owner invited me and my boyfriend up here,” Béla replied, wondering just how much she should tell him. “There was.