It was the day before thanksgiving. I was driving home along the ocean when I decided to stop and look up to the horizon. I pulled over at the top of a high bluff above the beach. I had my custom built AR-15 rifle with me and had just won a local anesthetic competition. Easy to conceal it hardly made a phone, an nonsuch arm for end oeuvre in herd areas. The 30X telescopic sight with a wide field of force of view was ideal for me to concentrate on a prey without losing visual modality of what was happening around her so I carried it along. I bought several thirty snapshot clips to make for sure I did n't run dry and cases of cheap untraceable imported ammunition. I'm not indisputable why I fed a round in the bedroom, I didn't plan to shoot anything. The gun had a built in silencer but the high speed round still made a loud `` offer ! ``

I was deer hunting various ridgepole over from my new house. I had taken a berth high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole vale. About 9 Am ; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the pitcher's mound. As I looked through my background up and down the beach for something matter to to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the broad news show legion Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous `` No hunt '' sign posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I raised the ‘ telescope to let a look. If she saw me she might call the game warden and have me arrested so I just sat still thinking about what I should do.

I knew I was favourable. She was the icon of tanned beauty and I was captivated with her from the moment I first saw her, I had spent too lots time lusting at her farsighted leg and trying to bet up her skirt and had almost failed. She always seemed to take a leak it tough on me. But now I had her in my vision as I watched the woman sat down on a great backless bench near the brook and started drawing on an artist resume pad.

I guessed she couldn't have been much over thirty-five now, tall and slender with diminished firm breasts set high on her chest. She was truly beautiful. If she desired, she could experience been a very successful mannequin, as she had all the physical features as well as the ‘ flavour ’. To expend this night with her was the fulfilment of fantasy, to be able to exhibit her my affection and delight her in all of her gloriole. Appeared to have held up well since I last saw her at a democratic rally years ago.

The dawning had been uneventful until now but a strange thinking suddenly entered my nous. I 'd wish to have a piece of that ass. And that would never ever happen if she was active. As I pondered whether it would be worth the risk ; the devil won out and I raised the rifle again and the crosshairs of my rifle found the vital spot over the young woman 's dresser. I adjusted the scope altitude for the length to Mrs Kasparian and felt my digit slowly tightening on the trigger. The AR-15 jumped in my helping hand and I became aware of the sound of gunshot echoing up and down the creek. I watched mesmerized at the image in the ‘ scope.

I saw my 2 legged `` deer '' arched her back and both hands clutched the lesion in her chest. Blood spurted from between her breasts where my bullet had pierced her heart as her leg buckled and she came crashing down full duration on the workbench. I could see lilliputian first appearance wound weep a mere trickle of a immense red stain on her thick sweater from the exit wound. She tried to get up but fell backward where she lay. Her body question became erratic then convulse a few meter as she gradually relaxed and her hands slid off the wounding and fell beside her. I saw bubbles lift from her oral fissure as her lungs gave out her finish breathing time and gradually filled with urine. Climbing down out of the base ; I made my way down the Benny Hill and across the creek. Ana Kasparian lay on her back on the Bench with her ft on the ground.

I had done it so might as well check her out. I stroked her silky-smooth skin, marveling at its texture. Somehow it reminded me of the finest silk, but with an even piano, more frail fictitious character. I cupped her soft boldness in my hand as I gazed into her precious hazelnut tree eyes. The blankly gazing dead eyes stared upward at me accusingly in a glassy death stare. The centre stared at the sky that could disappear your soul, literally radiating desire and sexuality on a subconscious level. Her mouth gaped assailable and blood ran out. I brushed her gentle auburn fuzz from her frontal bone and kissed her gently, breathing abstruse the sensual fragrance of her strip, softly flowing hairsbreadth. I kissed her again, this time feeling the warm unmanliness of her perfect back talk. The way she returned my candy kiss, I could see it in her optic, I knew she wanted me to induce my way with her, to fulfil my every desire.

I kissed her continuously, feeling her silken skin against my sassing as I studied the way her flabby cutis was drawn over her pearl, her contour line melted on in perfect proportion. My hands lifted the bloody sweater up above her lacy white bra that was also blooming near the combat injury. I took my track down knife and cut the bra and removed the cups from her delicious looking breast, kissing her throat and now down to her chest. Her ample breast sagged to each side. While she was tanned, it was More of a glow, the creamy whiteness of her breasts revealing that it was a raw tan gained while wearing one of her many aphrodisiacal bikinis. Her breasts rose like picket orb of the rising moon, perfect in ratio and texture, capped by pink nipple that accented the elegance of her gallant flesh. They were still warm to the touch as I squeezed them with my manpower. So lenient, so supple they felt in my paw, how mad I felt knowing how she was enjoying my every touch, feeling the passion and exhilaration that she was building within me. I kissed her nipples, biting them gently in just the way I knew she liked. Yes, I could differentiate that she was getting excited. I sucked one, then the other, literally sucking as much of her into my mouth as I could. Oh, how I wanted to down her, to fade with her and go enthralled with her beauty. The sense of smell of her perfume fuse ever so tantalizingly with the thin salty appreciation of her twin gem. I paused a instant to caress her breasts once more, now shiny from my saliva, before I resumed my exploitative journey down her exquisite form. I kissed her breastbone, following it down to the ‘ v'made by the passage from her rib cage to the womanishness of her abdomen. I pulled her top completely away from her, leaving her fabrication in front of me wearing only dungaree. I took a moment to caress her hair's-breadth and gaze into her eye, thanking her for sharing this evening, as well as every column inch of her perfect female course, with me.

Her shapely legs and dainty ass told the taradiddle of a new fair sex who took upright tending of herself and worked knockout to stay in shape. Her head of hair of auburn fuzz drifted down just past her shoulder brand, trailing in the wind with the saltation and shine that any shampoo commercial-grade would have given anything to capture. That she would go for to spending the evening with me, allowing me to experience my every fantasy with her filled me with great joy, joy that I wanted to transfer to her with every sense of touch, with every caress.

I laid my head on her belly, feeling the cool off indistinctness of her against my nerve. I reached up with my custody, feeling every nuance of both her side of meat, from the firmness of her rib John Cage past the silky soft texture of her abdomen to the hard lead of her hipbone, which lay right field at the sash of her drawers. I sucked briefly on the minor pit of her belly button, noting with amusement that there was just a bit of lint captured in there. As I nibbled at the waistband of her denim, the salty taste of her sweat became more obvious, as it had soaked up some of her fluids released by the exertion of her jog. My hired hand kneaded the flesh of her belly, totally engrossed by the bouncy grain and the way I could just finger the conformation of the entrails that lay hidden beneath. I knew what she wanted, as I slipped my script under the elastic waistband, sliding them around her waist to feel every inch of her. Slowly I worked them down, my hands brushing against the tomentum of her pubic eyepatch just under the front of the pissy jeans.

My hardening turncock stirred in my gasp and I felt a drop of pre-cum passing water from the end of it. I gently slid down her smooth stomach and unlaced and unzipped. I saw that the crotch had a turgid wet blot before sliding them down over her shapely hips to her ankles. She was clad in Andrew D. White cotton panties, soiled and dripping with her white-livered decease piss that I also pulled to her ankle. My hands marvelled with the silken softness of the sides of her seat as I slid her coverings down past before pulling them completely off of her over her feet ; discarding the dungaree and placing the wet panties to my wind to inhale her scent. In a present moment, I found myself fount to face with her treasure, a gem she had chosen to share with me on this special day and now Ana Kasparian was as naked as the day she was born ; except for the band on her finger and the pierced earrings. Seeing the lovely icy blueness absolutely build lying there so still and available made the lustfulness completely overtake me. The thick lustrous crotch hair of darkness brown pubic bush covering her moist snatch drew me like a magnet to the gap between her shapely legs.

At this point ; I pulled and panty off over her shoes. Ana had a dark tuft of her partially shaved pubic pilus. I buried my case and inserted my tongue as far as I could get into her, getting her completely wet at the like prison term. Grasping the hands ; I pulled the physical structure across the bench so that it was all lying monotone on the workbench. I removed the balance of her wearing apparel and shoes

Slowly, I kissed my way down her cervix, the fragrance of her scent blending with her own natural odor. Yes, the fragrance of a complete woman, sensuality and intimate energy all wrapped into a pheromone driven surge that stimulated my senses like none before. I began unbuttoning her blouse

I dropped to my knee and buried my face in her into her pussy, pushing into her stomach between the blossom of her pelvic girdle. Breathing abstruse, I was trying to breathe in her very essence, her unparalleled scent that radiated from her silky pelt. Placing my hands at her shank just above her rose hip, I caressed the area where her back transitioned to her shapely fundament, sliding my script along the soft bouncy anatomy as I slid my typeface downward into her pubis. She had trimmed most of the pilus from her George Herbert Walker Bush, leaving a narrow-minded temporary hookup just above her sex. I slid my nostril through the diffused tangle of her pubic hairsbreadth as I spread her legs apart to arrive at wide access code to her care for offering. Oh, how silky was the skin of her inside thigh ! I had never felt anything so soft, so suave, or so sylphlike. Kissing her silken thighs, I moved my tending to the pinko hued fold of skin extending beneath her tussock of pilus. I parted the folds with my tongue, tasting the musky saltiness of her sodding sex, while my nose was treated to her musky essence unify with a hint of her water. Quickly my clapper found the tight, salty, tunnel leading to her turned on inside. After sucking on her labia and her clit, I stuck my tongue as far into her crevice as possible. It still had a lingering tinge of passion and tasted and smelled slightly sweet, pissy and fishy at the like clip. Such commodity pussy and I had n't even bonk it yet. But I was definitely ready to. Ana 's consistence was about as lubed as I could get it. I knew she was excited, I knew she was writhing in the troughs of unleashed passion.

My cock was so long and hard, so ready to please her, as I ever commend it as I pulled down my trouser and underwear and lowered myself onto my 2 legged `` deer ''. I kissed her soft, pouty brim as I guided my throbbing organ inside of her tight hole until our pubic hair meshed. I merged with her, I became one with her and her with me as I thrust my rock-hard member into her with an animalistic energy. As I fucked her suddenly puss ; my oculus surveyed the trunk beneath me. Her articulatio humeri length dark browned pilus smelled adept as I sniffed it. Her face was very beautiful and her eye makeup accented her disconsolate eyes perfectly as her cherry red lipstick did the slightly parted lips. Her lovely tits jiggled as I pounded my rod into her. I sucked on her teat as I fucked her. She definitely had the curves and facial expression that turned me on.

I was as toilsome as I climbed on top of her and slue into her. We rolled to the incline and I licked my index finger finger and inserted it as far as I could reach into her tight anus, literally feeling myself thrusting just a few stratum of skin away.

Her thigh were blanch like the rest of her except for a dark brown mole on the inside of her leave alone one. Ana was the perfect lover. I did n't own to make small talk or worry about pleasing her. I only had to please myself and I was doing a pretty good job of it as I continued to hump her passionately. I wondered if her husband realized how beautiful a organic structure his leggy wife still had and when was the last meter he made love to this endearing creature for what was really the last time. But sufficiency of that ! The head of my cock was feeling so wonderful on each stroke as I completely withdrew from Ana and rammed my hammer into her passion canal all the way to the cervix. I hugged her, I kissed her, I squeezed her close as I thrust faster and faster until I could not stand it anymore. My balls were going to go off into the tight receptacle for my passionate seed as I felt my onus of hot muggy cum shoot into her dead twat. I ground the substructure of my cock against her stonyhearted clitoris as I filled her pussy full. Oh ! That was soooo good ! I withdrew and sat back between those yearn shapely legs. I 'll bet they would reckon really sexy in a dyad of nylons.

My cum was starting to drip from the overflowing slit and down into the crack of her ass. That gave me an theme. I had never fucked a woman 's ass before not that I had n't tried. I turned the remains over on her stomach and gazed at her curvaceous ass. What sexy pelvis and tush ! I stuck my finger inside the pasty cunt and withdrew a glob of my cum that I smeared around her slack up son of a bitch and slid my finger inside and pumped it a few times. I mounted her lovely dead ass and pumped it until I shot my load into it several minutes later.

creep off ; I turned Ana Kasparian 's corpse onto it 's back and kissed her on her cool backtalk before taking all her apparel downstream and throwing them into the Creek. I left the creek on the side of meat her home plate was on and made trail up the hill to the pasture where her married man had the cattle. I then returned to the creek by the same cart track and hoisted my 2 legged `` deer '' over my shoulder and went up the creek about a mi to where a limb intersected before making my way back home. However, I was not done. Taking Ana 's clay into my bathroom ; I placed it into the bathing tub and washed the line from the lilliputian entrance wound in her chest and the larger way out lesion in her back.

taking my lovely prey from the tub ; I lay her on my bed. Her dead eubstance turned me on so very lots. She was mine ; all mine. The mortician would n't get to have his way with this one. I removed my apparel and lay beside her ; kissing her lips and taking one of her cold stiffening hands and placing it around my bulging cock for a few minutes as I admired the all right female specimen beside me. I sucked on her cherry red finger nails and toe nails. With my cock rock and roll hard ; I mounted Ana 's corpse in the 69 attitude and slither my throbbing rod into her sassing and thrust it into her endearing throat. While I fucked her dead mouth ; I caressed her shapely pale thigh and sticky slit with my finger's breadth and kissed her soft pubic hairsbreadth and the top of her slit with my lip. On each hard stab my hammer seemed to go further down her throat until it was going all the way in. It felt marvelous !

My cock soon erupted and I shot her throat full of my embarrassing goo and then crawled off. I had another idea. I went to the kitchen and returned with three large banana tree. Turning Ana over on her belly ; I played with her shapely ass and then inserted one of the banana into her wellspring lubed rectum and pumped it in and out before jamming it almost totally inside. Turning her dorsum over, her pale remains laying spread eagled on her back ; I had to birth her one more time with my own fleshy `` banana '' before I inserted the yellowness fruit into her. I slid my peter into the cold, dead, embarrassing slit and fucked it until shot it full of my cum again. Mighty hunky-dory and very satisfying ; I would say. Totally spent, I rested, cuddling close with my unbelievable lover. I held her body tenderly, telling her how a lot I loved her and her wondrous she felt. Withdrawing my well used rod ; I rammed one of the remaining bananas into her cold distended gummy clam and the other one between the cherry red lips and down the throat.

If I could ingest crawled inside of her, I would have, but I had to settle for the complete love of our embrace.

All good matter must get to an end, and this was no exception. I dressed and told her it was meter for me to go. Scooping my two-legged deer into my weapon system ; I carried her to the basement and placed the body in a chair beside the freezer. I spread a rolling of thick, assoil plastic sheathing on the floor ; placed the sexy corpse on it with arm folded across the breadbasket ; fondled her titty and then packaged Ana Kasparian for the Deepfreeze. I placed bungee cord cords around the neck, venter, thighs, and ankles to deem the plastic in place. Clearing the eternal rest of the food from the freezer ; I hoisted my two-legged `` cervid '' and placed her in the posterior and returned the food to the freezer on top of her. I 'd wait for affair around here to cool it down before thinking about preparing the body. Besides, I needed some command and recipe on how to get up `` fille nitty-gritty '' for a feast.

I returned to my deer stand and brought it and the residuum of the equipment back to the family ; cleaned my rifle and put everything away. A short time later I noticed it had started to rain and was raining heavily. Good. With any luck, it would definitely should cover my cart track, while at the like fourth dimension I knew I would always remember our special evening together. It was the best I had ever had and made me await forward to the next one even more. A very successful `` deer '' hunt ; do n't you think !

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