She pushed my hand up a little further on her leg and I felt the tops of her nylons and the garters that held them up. "You haven't answered me. Do yo... like what you see?" There was a pause as she changed her line of thought. "Ken, I'm going to be honest with you, I like you. Very much, actually. That's why I kissed you like I did. I have one question for you. Do you want to make love to me?" My mind finally cleared when I heard those last words and I replied, "Yes." "Come with me, then." I. She was special, that way.Finally getting an answer that the men were out hunting, she once again tried to leave the cave, only to have Moba think to her that she had to stay inside with the rest of the women. It wasn't safe, was the image she sent, though safe from 'what', was somewhat vague. Wild animals didn't openly attack groups of people, as the cave people knew how to use spears to defend themselves – even the women could use spears. The larger the group, the more spears; and even the. I was just looking. No harm in that, right? Her skin was pale and flawless and she actually had a really pretty face. I wish I had had a girlfriend that looked like her when I was in high school. (my old high school girlfriend looked like Ferrah Fawcett if that gives you any indication of my age.) My eyes moved over her and stopped on her chest. She shirt was deliberately too tight to show off her small but firm little breasts. A small B cup I would guess. My eyes wandered lower. When I had. Your voice is husky with desire as you say, “That’s my little slut. Take it. Push that pussy up to me and beg me.” And then you slide the melting cube past my wet lips and into my hot pussy. “Please,” is all I am able to say in a quivering voice. You push the ice in deep with your finger. You continue to slide you finger in and out of my pussy. Stroking first one, then two fingers along my g-spot. I cum as I feel you rub your thumb over my clit; it took just a flick and I melted just like the.