He takes his knife and cuts the rope, dragging it away as he grabs his rifle and empty water bottle.
An hour passed, the rain had stopped, and Warren had made his way up to the place where he had seen the deer. XXX
“I think it’s going to be the best barbeque ever.” Warren smiles, pulling up his pants and redoing his belt. They had moved further along the valley and this time he had a clear shot. Warren kneels down and places his lips on the buck’s asshole, eating the asshole like a peach with his tongue slipping inside.
“I think it’s going to be the best barbeque ever.” Warren smiles, pulling up his pants and redoing his belt.
