For a Neanderthal, she was stunning. For me, I could easily call her beautiful. As amazing as these women were, I knew that Ruga would belong to Jonab...(who aside from Kuni, I sensed had a thing for older ladies; an Oedipal Complex? Maybe). Mara would join her friend, Kala under Hogat's furs. The other three were mine.One of the Cro-Magnon sluts was a beautiful woman who was either an ancestor of the Moors or was from deep in the heart of central or southern Africa. Her skin was quite dark. Her. "Should I turn up the sound?" a firm voice asked almost sweetly. At the sound of it, Velma started so hard she nearly leapt out of her shoes. With a little laugh, the stranger shut her door, turned off the smartphone, and slipped it in the side pocket of her white jeans. The stranger was a very tall, toned, black woman with piercing, brown, eyes, and neat braids that stopped just below her ears. She wore gold studs in those ears, a wily smile on her beautiful face, and a short-sleeved, black,. . ohhhhhhh….. Michael!!! I release a wave of warm juices as he continues to lick me through my orgasm. I’m muted by the sensation and lost for words. I breath heavily as I come down, eyes closed, hands slowly releasing the clumps of bed covers. As soon as I open my eyes again, for the first time since my climax, he’s above me, the shadowing monolith of a man, all muscle, hair, eyes and naked gorgeousness. His underwear has been removed and so all I see is that solid, handsome, chiselled face. Thanks. Now... please move the curtain, I was enjoying the view."He sounded older, his voice issuing a tone of authority. I looked at him in shock, not processing what he was telling me."Jeff... seriously. I am old enough to be your mother, please... I will be right out."My face had turned bright red and I watched in horror as he pushed off of the counter and walked towards me. If I was confused about his intentions before, it vanished instantly when I watched him drop his shorts to the floor..