He kept spitting on her pussy and face. He slapped her chest and ass and back. She had lost her will to fight and just lay there, praying in her hea...t that he would finish and leave soon. He didn't. He got bored of the way he was pinning her and flipped her body over. She had a sweet little ass he pinched and slapped repeatedly, bruising it everywhere he touched. Then he spread her cheeks apart and spit on her asshole. His dick shoved into the tight little hole harder than he had done to. They have a distinct prey, the giant armadillo. Sabertooth was genetically predisposed to giant armadillo. When the giant armadillo went extinct so did the sabertooth. Those long teeth were for penetration of the armadillos armor. You could say the sabertooth hunted itself to death ... they didn't adapt to other prey. I'd say, "poor thing," except they could have adapted to me.On the other hand, the cave bear could be a threat but she was teaching her cubs all about berries and berry bushes.. He usually took the company jet, but his girls had wanted to vacation in Spain, so it made more sense for the five of them to take the Lear and him fly commercial than the other way around. Not exactly my normal seat mate!!! We talked of cars and business and politics but before we had even been in the air 45 minutes I could tell he was tired. So I pulled out my computer and started writing one of my sex stories to fill the time. Generally, I am rather discrete about this, but I needed a. Seeing no one, he quickly ran across the opening. He turned to watch as he waved them over one at a time across the opening. They entered the tack room and saw many fancy saddles. Some were English riding saddles, but most were finely tooled western saddles with padded, high back seats.There was an open window on the front side of the tack room. Moses knelt on a wooden box up close to the window and kept watch toward the house. The whole place looked like a southern mansion, with huge weeping.