Having any chance to ride in Jeb's car was always thrilling. Sitting next to him with my hair blowing in the wind always made me feel free from the world. I kept my hand on Jeb's lap until we entered the meadow. I scooted out of my side and started to remove my clothes. Before I new what was happening. Jeb had slammed his hard cock inside of me. The sudden outburst made us both cum quick. Once he placed me back down on my feet. I ran leaving him behind. I was able to be a little kid. I started after me. He would never fully catch up. Not because he couldn't. But because he always desired to stay behind me and watch my tail flying in the wind. Such a naughty boy.
We came close to the end of the woods in the open field. I stopped to scan the area. And as usual. A beautiful buck stood there masking in the wheat the farmer put out every year. I turned and looked at Jeb and he took off like the wind. I always loved to watch him catch out dinner. He didn't have to chase the buck for long before he had the poor thing by the neck. I would always wait for him to look my way before entering the open space.
Once out there we both began our ritual of draining the animal of blood. As we was basking in the warm flavor. We heard a gun shot. We both looked up to find headlights coming through the woods. We took off towards the car. We didn't even bother picking up our clothes. Jeb started the car and took off. Half way to the tavern after our hearts had come down. Me and Jeb looked at one another and laughed childishly.
"So my love. This should be interesting, walking into the tavern with nothing on," were my last words to him as we pulled up in his parking place.
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