Day Tripper

"What are you here for?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. A place where women can be hunted. Brought back as pets on leashes. There certainly wasn't a place like this back on the west coast. Sam could get used to this.

"Moi?" She placed her hands on his chest, naked body just tantalizing inches away. "I'm not ready to be some man's pet. Just yet anyway. My friend Jess was taken home by a hunter last week. No, right now I'm just looking for a day tripper."

"In that case..." Sam reached behind her and grabbed her tight ass, spreading his fingers so one went between her legs. "...I guess that would make me a day tripper today."

The redhead flashed a toothy grin. Sam may have been new to all of this, but he knew the face of a slut about to get some cock when he saw it. She backed slowly out of his grip into the middle of the path, and turned around. She shot one last glance over her shoulder, and then sank down to her knees. His eyes traced the line of white creamy shoulder blades. Then she dropped down further, all the way to all fours, lowering her freckled face to the pavement and swaying her ass eagerly in Sam's face.