Hank smiled, shoving forward, fucking his cock against her partially opened lips.Betty felt the hard slick flesh of his prick pressing against her fro...nt teeth. She tried moving her head away. But Hank held her hard, rubbing her lips up and down the full length of his heavily veined cock. The smell was greater now, the odor of an aroused male's cock. She could feel the wiry hairs of his groin rubbing against the insides her nostrils. At times he straightened, rubbing his balls against her chin.. She was still wearing the pantyhose and the silk panties underneath but there was a prominent wet spot in the middle of the crotch of her pantyhose. She was obviously turned on watching this other girl slowly undress me as I explore every inch of her thighs and legs. Cynthia was almost done with the buttons on my shirt. She was running her hand all over my hairy stomach and right along the top edge of my jeans. I decided it was time to go a little further and ran my fingers lightly over her. “The drog just appeared there beside me in the hut. He babbled something about revenge, and asked about Dann. He called him the young hunter with the pretty bow and arrows. He said he wished to return something to him. I think he dropped it beside my sleeping pad.”At this, Aard ducked into the hut, returning a few seconds later with a broken arrow shaft, the point deeply stained with dried blood. “Yes, it is one of Dann’s hunting arrows, barbed so that it would not be easily withdrawn from a. ..The surprises just kept coming, because three other men from the US Government were waiting for me on the end of the dock, and they didn't look all that patient. Their patience or lack thereof, made no difference to me, because they were going to wait until Jim Bell told me it was safe to abide by their wishes."Hey, Miss Annette," I said cheerfully when she answered the phone at Jim's office. "There are two well dressed, well-armed, and rather impatient fellows identifying themselves as.