Cum For Bigfoot 11, Lena's Story - Plot & Excerpts
The fire had died out, the smell of charred wood lingering. The storm had subsided, and only the sound of birds disturbed the peace. I took a moment to reassess what had happened to my life, realizing that nothing would ever be the same again. I had just lived through a strange and confusing horror, which, surprisingly, hadn’t been all that terrible. My sister’s house probably wasn’t far from here. A rescue team had to be searching for me. Mike was an experienced forest ranger with knowledge and expertise in this area. “Grrooommmm…” Pooky shifted, pressing something hard and wet into my back. I closed my eyes, while a sinuous little buzz blazed in my nether regions. I was going to try not to think about what he had done to me the night before. Holding still and barely breathing, I pretended to sleep. It was incredibly difficult, because his cock was between my legs, rubbing back and forth over my slit. With each pass, the rounded tip grazed my clit. I bit my lip, willing my mind to think of something else, something unpleasant, like the anxiety of the first day of school, or getting an F on an exam, or a speeding ticket.
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