Reach for the sheath lying beside him that holds his big hunting knife

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You make a quick grab for the sheath, outmaneuvering him more easily than you expected.

Before he can stop you, you're holding the bare edge of the knife against his throat. Probably not above an artery, but the message is still clear as you stare into his eyes with defiance.

He looks back at you, bemused, shifting his gaze from your eyes to the knife to your tits, then back up.

"I like you," he decides.

Hands gripping tightly around your hips, he lifts you till only the head of the larger cock is at the ring of your pussy, then slams you back down. He does this a few times, forcing himself to the hilt into both your holes, he eyes on yours, the blade at his throat.

You hold his gaze and the knife, dumbfounded. You try not to enjoy the cocks ramming you but that just makes it all the more tantalizing. Refusing to moan, you bite your lip, tug roughly on his hair once more and press the blade harder against his neck.

"Use it then."

He gives you another moment to fulfill your threat before snatching the knife out of your hand faster than you can blink. It disappears from sight as he hoists you up and flips you over, spreading you out on your knees on the blanket. His cocks are back inside you before your head stops spinning.

Mounted like an animal, Chester fucks you like one. He drives his cocks into you even harder than before. The larger one plunges ferociously into the depths of your ass while the smaller fills your cunt just perfectly, pushing you over the edge. Without meaning to, you start to cum violently, and he gives you only a moment of this before pulling out.

A hand twists into the back of your hair and pulls. You're trapped on hands and knees when the knife reappears. A slab of cool metal presses against your soft neck and moves across. He works it over your shoulder and down your spine, the lethal edge teasing your skin. You feel something sharp sinking into the flesh of your rear and panic, before you realize you feel teeth, not metal.

Chester bites your ass cheek so fiercely you think he'll draw blood. You keep still and wait for him to be finished.

"That was for being rude," he tells you as he stands.

You're equal parts shocked, scared and aroused. Trembling, you feel your pussy drench, wanting more.

"Now..." he says, returning to his space on the log. "Will you sit and finish your wine, please?"

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Health Horny & Hormonal Location:

A Hiking Trail

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Level 1
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