”“Don’t worry, my precious one. Perfectly good and I really don’t feel up to dealing with a feast.”Grace went to him and kissed him gently.�...�Early bed for you tonight, my one. Would you like to sleep alone tonight?”“No fear! The trouble is I’ll have to lie on my back and may therefore snore.”“If it gets to be too much for me I’ll move to the spare room.”He smiled at her. “My special love!” he said softly.“I’ll cook you breakfast tomorrow morning. I only go in at sparrow’s on Monday, Wednesday. The cavemen including most of the males that used that style of loving had no reason to deviate from a proven method of spurting their seed-laden sperm. It was so easy to pound the female partner’s soft flesh and come to a conclusion in the shortest possible time using the time-proven method. Usually, once they flooded their partner’s quim with their sticky juice, the rock-throwing cave fighters were content to just curl up and go to sleep. They tended to have a silly grin on their face knowing. OH GOD YESSSS! she screamed, and then hissed as he hit a particularly sensitive spot within her. She let out a shocked squeal as he hooked her right leg over his arm, and rested his palm on the trunk. From that angle, he was so deep inside, that she felt every ridge, bump, and vein of his shaft. She could hear a guttural moan off in the distance, and it sounded somewhat like a wounded animal. She wondered where that noise was coming from, and realized shortly thereafter that the noise was. . What's the ceremony like?" Classic Hopewell. Short and bawdy with a lot of symbolism. As the married couple, we stand together facing Va'an. Va'an lifts her shirt to expose her belly. Then I pull your leggings down, masturbate you into an erection, and then lead you by your erection to Va'an. I hand your penis over to her. Va'an leads you by your penis into her hut for the night. My part of the ceremony is to promise to give up all your seed for Va'an as long as she's pregnant. No intercourse.