Author's note-Welcome back to Minnesota Misery.
All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old.
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Abraham took steps in the freezing, white snow, grasping a shotgun.
He was at the group's rear, Ling in front of him, the Chinese girl's ass hidden by her coat, which made Abraham fight the urge to emit a frustrated sigh.
He was aware Ling had a small ass, but he would rather watch a girl's ass while she took steps than watch Jamie lead the group on the Bigfoot hunt.
Abraham was the sole person without a flashlight.
Jamie, using the Harries method, held a pistol and flashlight, as if he was a Marine or a police officer.
It made Abraham scoff without shame.
Ling trained her eyes on the tall eighteen-year old boy, who tapped his tongue against his top lip in an erotic way he hoped made her fill her mind with pussy-licking.
Abraham would rather live each second bathed in a constant orgasm.
For him, pleasure was the most important.
Ling smirked before making a jack-off motion with her flashlight, flirting back.
When she focused on the group ahead, the brute behind her grinned, aware Asian pussy was not far.
He could sneak to a different spot with Ling, let Jamie deal with the monsters.
Abraham would leave the group to have sex, regardless of if Jamie had a pistol or not. It was a fact the boy did not experience bitter shame for.
When he spotted a wooden picnic table in a small clearing, Abraham grinned, warm joy running throughout his strong body.
He shouldered his shotgun, wrapped an arm around Ling, ushered her towards the clearing, intent on shoving his cock into her Chinese national pussy.
