Head hunter's prey

The hunter, his body slick with sweat, tracks his quarry through the dense undergrowth. His eyes lock onto the deer's head, the antlers gleaming in the dappled sunlight. As he takes aim, the deer turns, gazing at him with wide, terrified eyes. The hunter's cock twitches, his desire to claim the prize now driven by a darker, more primal urge. He lowers his rifle, instead unzipping his pants, his hand stroking his hardening cock, ready to claim his trophy in a different way.

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