The hunting watch had tracked this bear halfway across the forest, almost a total week of tracking, following, and provision. The bear was a large female, she had been harassing a vacationing kinfolk at their cabin, enough so that they called in the sheriff to get a hunter on the case. With a backbreaking sigh the Hunter rests his cover against a tree, keeping his rifle close by. He had disagreed with the reasoning, these forest belonged to her retentive before the crime syndicate got here, as far as he could see she had done nothing haywire, but money is money. The sun was setting, a dim Orange lightness broke through the tree, spilling into the forest and gently illuminating the den where he had tracked the bear, he had n't seen her leave, there was no other leakage, there would soon do the time that the two would match, and decision would have to be made. A mute walkover echoed through the forest, she was emerging from the cave, now would be the time that he finally got to see the boldness of the tool he had been chasing down all this time.

Slowly peering over the rock-and-roll, the dense glow of the setting sun provided poor visibility for the huntsman, he saw shadows all around him and heard more haphazardness than just wet snapping of arm under weighed down bear paws. Trying to focus on the bear 's phantasma and auditory sensation, blocking out all else, he moved into a somewhat open infinite with a clear opinion of the shadow, he raised his rifle, and with the head of the grey darkness caught in its crosshairs he fired. But instead of a clunk of assume corps hitting the forest floor he heard the ricochet of bullet against Rock. Having allowed his hasty jibe and hapless visibility to get the better of him the hunter now panicked, knowing that the bear now knew his position, while he did not know it 's. Another snapping phone from somewhere behind him, far too close for comfort, this was the end, but he would at to the lowest degree try to fight his way out of this bad end. With all the strong suit he could muster powered into his legs the Orion leaped to standing and gyrate on his heals to confront the savage, which as he anticipated was towering over him, her hulk fuzzy paws raised in the air, and before he could even oppose he caught the full military unit of her yield shove with his rifle and his chest, throwing him backwards into a tree diagram, and in an second, he was unconscious.

jerk of hurting guess through the hunters'forefront, throbbing like a headache, but so much more vivid. He kept his eye shut, and luckily the annoyance began to subside very quickly. In its lieu the nuisance was replaced with an odd touch sensation, almost like delight, but somewhat Thomas More .... coarse ? It was an odd tactile sensation, and for a moment the hunter could n't think back what had been happening prior to the straits pain and the darkness, so instead of trying to commend he sat there, eyes still closed and slowly beginning to revel this strangely enjoyable sensation. Almost a full minute of arc passed, mostly all the painful sensation had subsided and his mind now cleared to the head of remembering the details leading up to his stream situation. He remembered the woodland, the walking, the bear, and then he remembered the scuffle and for a second was confused and surprised to still be alive. Opening his eyes slowly he could see a big shape directly in front of him, he was laying on the ground, his head was against a tree diagram and his body was stretched out in presence of him, but he could not see his feet, or his stage, or anything below his shank, just a heavy brown great deal of ... fur ... His eyes opened across-the-board and when his vision cleared he saw the bear, it 's gravid paws holding down the hunters'stomach and legs, while a farseeing, wet tongue rolled and flicked over his surprisingly erect cock. He was stunned into silence, both by the situation and how near it felt.

The hunter stifled his moans, he wondered if maybe the bear was toying with what it assumed to be a very all in hunter, he was afraid of moaning too loudly in case he inadvertently caused the bear to finish him off, and not in the way he was sort of hoping for. All metal money of bear have notoriously long lingua, some almost a foot long ... the huntsman always found animal facts like this useless and boring, he would constantly think to himself `` in what situation would you ever need to know this ? How would that even be practical ? '' Well the hunter sure felt stupid person now, because the foot-long tongue was now coiled around his own somewhat impressive 10 in of man meat and he was having to bite his own tongue to stop himself from shooting the heaviest payload of cum into the hungry bears pink, wanting throat. His hands gripped the dirt and eatage by his sides and he watched in awe as the bear went to forge on him like an expensive top-shelf whore who really needed a new handbag. For a import his middle met with the bear 's and his heart stopped, the opinion that it was all over but the bear just broke the stare and went back to focussing on its oral examination work. He knew that the bear was cognizant he was both active and awaken, so what was its motivation for this behaviour ? With an audible groan the hunter gave in to the pleasance and let go of all reasoning, he sank into the malicious gossip and rubbed the bears head with one hand, gently coaxing it into taking some of his penis into its hot maw, which it seemed more than glad to do.

Like a patient teacher the hunter began to lead the bears movements and she willingly accepted his input signal. Bobbing her head up and down the hunter now realised that due to the length of her maw and depth of her mouth the hunter could fit the unscathed length of his stopcock in the bears mouth with informality without causing any uncomfortableness to anyone. So, he did just that, with both his custody on the bears head, gently rubbing her and lowering her head down his prick until her nuzzle respite against his pubic bone, all the while she continued to lick and stroke his promontory and shaft of light with her long, slippery glossa. On occasion that glossa would go forth from the bears lips and run over the Hunter'fleshy balls which were on the verge of dropping a immense load. The bear had rolled onto its side and the hunter could see quite easily that the bears slit was twitching and winking erotically, fluids trailed out from the pinko crevice and shimmered in the dim igniter of the Sun Myung Moon and the whizz which had shifted overhead while the hunter was out. He did n't have it away what compelled him, but the hunter could n't help but pass on over and dip his exponent finger into the bears glistening honey-pot, he tested for a chemical reaction, and when he had submerged his finger up to the knuckle and began to massage the inside of her pussy he seemed to find a desirable one, in that the bear would slow its own movements and would periodically close her eyes as if to savour the tactual sensation. The hunter took this as a compliment and as he could experience his world-class load building and ready to release, he decided to slide a sec finger into the bear, causing a cascade of slick fluids to pour from her pussy.

The hunter had now began grunting and moaning loudly getting gear up to shoot a line his loading any moment now, at the same time the bear seemed to be tightening around the man's fingers, her vaginal wall constricting and convulsing as she no dubiousness reached an climax of her own. With one loud oink the hunting watch pressed down on the bears head with one hand and bottomed out his finger's breadth in the bears pussy, gripping tightly and putting pressure on her sweet topographic point. His balls tightened up and his tool throbbed in the mouth of his grizzly partner, her mouth tightened up slightly, her tongue milking his shaft as the hunter shot a pent-up shipment of hot cum up into the bears mouth with great force. Closing its oral cavity over the al-Qaida of the huntsman throbbing cock the bear drank his seed like an overflowing outflow, he could get wind an audible gulp from the bear as she swallowed his thick cum happily, her body shuddering as she reached an earth-shattering coming, the like of which she had never experienced.

With the unconvincing pair left gasp and washed-out, there was an inept and somewhat unnerve feeling setting in to the hunter. Now that he had entertained the bear it was probably about time that he made a speedy escape valve, before she decided to eat to a greater extent than just his seed. As he began to stand and scan the area for his pants the Hunter noticed the bear was on all quaternary before him, her face close to the shite, and her ass raised in high spirits into the air, almost as though she were presenting herself to a first mate, and in a way, that is exactly what she was doing. The web site of her drooling bear-cunt had once more than instilled a virulent Strand of arousal into the hunter, and he once again found himself erect, despite having just dropped the heaviest load of his entire life into that warm, wet bear throat. What kind of man would he be to pass up an chance like this ? The huntsman did not contrive to come up out, he moved with determination and purpose towards the bear, gripping her cushy and fuzzy pelvic arch and squatting down to formally introduce himself to the area he 'd be spending the next niggling while.

With a exclusive sniff, the Orion decided that the bear was probably still unclouded than a lot of charwoman he had slept with and decided to pay her back for the fantastic treatment before. His tongue may not own been anywhere near as large or as coarse-textured as her own, but the hunter brought new traits to the table that the bear would likely induce never experienced, a soft slick natural language, and knowledge on how to put it to dependable use. His glossa explored the opening of the bears juicy snatch and he was surprised to find it tasted rather pleasant, and so he spent the next few minutes flicking and tongue-fucking the bears pussy, not as though she required further lubricating, but more just because it was kind of fun. Planting one close gentle kiss on her puffy, twitching twat, the Orion stood, his member was once again at full mast and he was ready to take the plunge into the raging narrative he would ever drunkenly narrate his Quaker, and shamefully say his therapist.

With a quick prayer and a solidification of resoluteness, the man stepped forward, plunging ten thickset inches of man meat deep into quick, rigorous bear pussy and letting out a deep groan as he did so. He could never have imagined that anything could ever finger this good, he had been with `` Virgin '' who were nowhere near this tight. The plastered pussy he had ever fucked now felt like opening a window and fucking the night itself compared to this heavenly frailty of pink flesh that he was currently balls deep in. When he hilted into the bear he stopped for a moment to allow both himself and her to get accustomed to the feeling. After a few mo of savouring the feeling the man pulled back until only the promontory of his shaft was still inside, and then with all his force-out he slammed his hips forward once more, his balls slapping against the flossy under-fur, the bear even letting out a satisfied, pleasurable groan. It sounded somewhat like a growl, but he could feel that there was more passion to it than any he had heard before.

The pleasure was unspeakable, and before long it took over him, until all he could do was thrust his hips to the rhythm of his ever-increasing heartbeat. Like a jack-hammer the hunter pounded his pelvis against the bears rump, his thickheaded cock burial and removing itself from her tight cunt as he did so. had he not cum only min ago he would surely have already done so from the tightness alone, her pussy felt as though it was sucking on his dig, desperately trying to milk his consignment into her womb, and the hunter did n't possess the pump or patience to try and explicate that his seed would n't do her any good. So instead he pounded, like a man gone mad he thrust and bucked his hips like he too was a furious brute desperately trying to spawn a squawk in heat. The pleasure was draining his stamen, but his hips would not founder out, his branch on the other hired man struggled to celebrate up, the huntsman leaned forward, draping himself over his silver-tip devotee and hugging her tightly for support, as a bear he knew she was secure enough to patronage his weight and so he rested nearly of it upon her, leaving enough on the terra firma to turn as purchase for his driving force. Glancing over her shoulder he could see the bears face, she had the side of meat of her grimace resting on the land and her long spit was unfurled in front of her like a red carpeting, it was obvious that she was enjoying herself, and by the look on her brass maybe even more-so than the hunter.

Apparently having grown tired of standing too, the bear lowered it 's parent, now laying on the ground and allowing the hunter to kneel instead of standing. She moaned and groaned, growling in an almost adorable way as the man continued to make love his way to orgasm. He could now experience his balls swelling with another load, they felt tight and heavily like he had n't cum in a calendar month, despite having done so only a inadequate spell ago. With the way that the bears kitty was convulsing and rippling around his thick, throbbing shaft, he could assure that she too was close to the edge, and he was n't about to let down her now. And so, the Hunter doubled down his campaign and began slamming his dick ten inches deep into the bears pussy, wet slapping sounds of heavy glob on moist fur echoed through the forest as the hunter put in his work. Sticky succus oozed and spat from the bears cunt as the Orion ravished her, a small pool pooling on the flooring beneath them, moistening the land and allowing the huntsman to eat up his knee joint deep into the grime to render him maximum strength and speed in his thrusts. Pressing his face against her fuzzy dorsum and hugging her tightly, the man moaned loudly as cum exploded from the tip of his dick, the bear growled in pleasance as she reached a mightily orgasm from the continuous pounding of the man pushing his thick, hot cum deep inside her pussy, all the way to her cervix.

His cum flooded her uterus, had the man also been a have saturation would have been a definite success. The strength drained fast from his body as he poured gibe after shot of cum into the bears tight pussy and his pumping slowed to a halt. For a moment he remained still, his now flaccid cock slowly pulled out of her puss, and with it a watercourse of hot cum flowed down her wet fur and into the spend a penny beneath them to mix with the early fluids. Panting heavily the bear lay still, happy, and spent. For a second the hunter did the same, enjoying the afterglow with his companion for several second before finding what scraps he could of his trouser, and making his way back to civilisation, though he had a distinct tone that he might have to make out back to this neck of the woods for another visit very soon .