Snowy and the Seven Petites

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She couldn't tell if the woman was dead or merely unconscious. Either way, it was clear that she was not a willing participant in the activities taking place in the glen. She watched as the man's massive cock slid out of the woman's body, glistening with juices, only to be rammed deep back into the still body. Hippy thought it was disgusting that the male would take advantage of the motionless body.

Hippy pulled an arrow from her quiver and aimed carefully. She drew back on the string a bit more and then let the arrow fly. The man cried out in pain as the arrow plunged deep into his meaty ass. He quickly stood up and looked around, seemingly unconcerned that his long thick cock was waving in front of him. He peered into the woods in all directions for long moments, trying to detect his attacker. Hippy was unconcerned about being spotted, though. She had hunted in these woods all her life and knew how to blend in. Besides, she had many more arrows if she was detected.

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