#107126 - Opening his eyes slowly he could see a large shape directly in front of him, he was laying on the ground, his head was against a tree and his body was stretched out in front of him, but he could not see his feet, or his legs, or anything below his waist, just a large brown mass of. The sun was setting, a dim orange light broke through the trees, spilling into the forest and gently illuminating the den where he had tracked the bear, he hadn't seen her leave, there was no other escape, there would soon come the time that the two would meet, and decisions would have to be made. With one loud grunt the hunter pressed down on the bears head with one hand and bottomed out his fingers in the bears pussy, gripping tightly and putting pressure on her sweet spots.