The scent of rain on the forest floor always makes my pussy ache with this deep, primal need. Just spent hours tracking a scent—strong, virile, intoxicating. Found him setting up camp by the creek. Watched the muscles in his back work. Didn't even speak, just took what my body demanded. Pinned him down, rode his cock until he was screaming my name, then screaming for me to stop. The way he filled me up… fuck. This season's hunt is going to be good. My cunt is still dripping with him.