Even through my briefs and shorts she must have felt it now wedged in her butt crack. Before I could say anything, she saved me, “I saw you trying t...o hit your driver earlier. Know you were having a problem as well.”I grunted, “Oh, yeah. My driver… got it under control.”She purred, “Hmmm… we’ll see.” Then she put her head down and concentrated on the ball.Over her shoulder I said in a low deep voice, “OK. Stay focused, arms straight. Let me draw you back and then I’ll follow through with you.. Bite them. Fuck!” she growls, shaken by ecstasy, even more so when his rapid thrusts end in the sweet heat of his ejaculations.“His second minion,” her sister purrs beside them, her fingers damp with her own pleasure.“He put the first inside you?” Bilili softly asks her sister.“I don’t know. He hasn’t checked.”“What do you mean?” asks Nick.“Close your eyes and feel her tummy,” says Bilial.Nick’s eyes go wide. “There’s a spark. Sparks. Like heartbeats.”“Can you visualize a color?” asks Gula.“A. He returned her smile, and her expression turned from shyness to contentment. She hadn't closed her legs. They remained splayed, and her labia looked red and swollen and still gaped open. Her reddened clit throbbed, and he had a brief but intense desire to suck it into his mouth."Do you feel guilty?" she asked."No. I feel good - very relaxed. All the tension is gone." Yeah, me, too."She eyed his half-hard cock and the semen splotches on his belly and chest, and a wicked grin twisted her lips.. I had gone there to take her, to possess her utterly, to use her until I achieved cathartic release of my sick compulsion. That night, I checked into a hotel, paying cash and using the cliched name of John Smith.The following morning, I drove out towards my quarry's residence and parked the beat- up pickup truck I was using a mile away from my target. I trudged into the woods with a composite bow in my hand and a backpack slung over my shoulder. Unlike hunters during the regular deer season,.