Burr was a good hunter gatherer with few equals, she knew it and resolved to make sure he never wanted to look abroad. Unusually for the steppes women... Dak, her given name, was quite happy to include the dogs in the family unit. As part of the unit, they also got to fuck her on occasion, but it was always at her concession and therefore, not a frequent occurrence, reserved only for those days of special significance, like today and the laden return of her mate. The drying musk ox pelt was to. She seemed at ease with me and we made small talk as we walked to my room, even joking that a bloke my age should be happy with a cup of horlicks at this time of night not taking a girl 30+ years younger back to his hotel for some hanky panky! I swipe carded the door and being slightly old school opened it and let her in first. She took her jacket off and I offered to put it on a hanger to which she said 'a proper gentleman thank you'. I smiled and replied 'you might not think that in an hour. "Your ass is sexy. Nice and round and perky. You are going to make a man a great fuck. Do you want to fuck a big hard dick?" I really did. Dad then took me in and shaved my pussy. He told me "I will help you keep your pussy nice and smooth so you can show it off. Men like a bald snatch." Then he took my hand and put it on my pussy and rubbed it back and forth. "Now see how smooth that feels. That is what a man likes to feel and lick. Not a hairy sticky bushy cunt." He kept rubbing my pussy with. I removed my hand and reached up with both hands and pinched both of her nipples hard. I ordered her to quit. KENNA As Manning and I sat in a cage with metal music playing from the jukebox we talked of our love of music, debated over our favorite bands, and discussed meaning in the songs we both loved. Our conversations were always natural and easy. This was the first time I had ever been to The Dungeon and I was fascinated by the place. The darkness of it all was not intimidating, but erotic.