The protective camouflage would first be torn off, by the hunters, not by the dogs. This would reveal a naked more-or-less beautiful young woman, usua...lly a concubine of whom the Emir had tired, but occasionally a slave bought specifically for the purpose. The 'kill' consisted of any established hunter who felt so inclined making use of any orifice he fancied for as long as he chose. When all had been satisfied in some esoteric order of precedence which involved seniority as well as order of. I slide into you, hands gripping your firm shoulders, as you bury your nose in those black knickers. Your warm breath on my bare skin tickles and I squirm, giggling. "Distracting minx," you scold me, "Naughty angel." Fingers still cold from the morning chill slide under my tee-shirt; your thumbs rub across my nipples, teasing. They respond by standing hard, drawing the skin tight. I moan in response, already dampening those nuzzled panties. “Do you see what you have done?” you demand in that. One by one, Jenny, Amy, and Cheryl shed their clothes. Amy’s long red hair contrasted sharply with her soft ivory shoulders. Jenny, the adorable girl-next-door, tossed her long blonde braids back over her shoulders to reveal her large shimming breasts. Cheryl, the sultry Italian goddess, who was now wearing absolutely nothing but her ankle bracelet, stepped up to take control of Derrick once again. She hastily snatched his cock from Melissa’s mouth and pressed it to her small, bubbly ass.. They were just…I was just…it was…. I… oh god this isn’t coming out right at all. I’m gonna come over ok. I need to tell you something but not on the machine. I’ll be over as soon as I can, there’s something I have to do and a song you need to hear. Maybe your not home or maybe you are and you just don’t want to talk to me. Either way I’m coming Kel! I’ll be there in about 15 minutes”Oh my god, I thought, I didn’t think she’d ever talk to me again. What does she want. What could she possibly.