She was dressed equally casually in an antelope-skin that covered only one of her angular shoulders and revealed much of the bare skin of her thigh. T...e warmth from the well-tended fire was enough for the Chief and his wife to cast off the heavy furs that most people had to wear even inside their homes. Ivory bent down and made obeisance to the Chief, aware of how awkwardly she was articulating the required formulations. ‘Quite, my dear,’ said Chief Cave Lion who was clearly bored with such. “Shhhh” I whispered in her ear, “mum will hear and come down, and I’m not going to stop”.She started to whisper “You fucking…………” but when I pushed my cock deep into her and started to fuck her pussy her words turned into an “Nnnnhhhhh…oh my god” groan. I started slowly and deeply thrusting into her, she stopped struggling and after a few minutes she was making little moans of pleasure. Still holding her wrists down and knees up, I leaned back, not going in as deep, my cock now pressing. .. Cruss... Chriss... Chrisss..teee...."All of the sudden, Donyell started to wildly point at Harvey, as if he were in a game of charades."Christie?" More like... K-R-Y... S-T-I!" Donyell proclaimed."Krysti." Krysti - young, hip, groovin'!" Donyell snapped his fingers for emphasis.Harvey let it rattle around in his head for a while. It had a ring to it. He started to smile. "Krysti. Krysti. Krysti. Krysti. Krysti Angler." Then he had another idea. "Krysti Angel." He said, beaming.Donyell held. I tease her with it, made her want it more and more. Then finally, after telling her for days all the dirty things I was going to do to her, the moment is here. My rough kisses claim her like they never had before. She drank them up like she would delicious wine, arching herself into the heat of my embrace. Her whole body came to life under my hands. I squeezed and kneaded with an intensity so new to her, then paused and started again with caresses so gentle their sweetness moves her. My kisses.