"How could you possibly do it? There's five of us, and we're girls." But I'm..." ... not like normal men, yes we know. But still, that's a lot, even ...or you. You'll never keep up." Well, we'll see. Are you all ready?"They were. Five beautiful girls lay naked stretched out in front of me. A couple of them were clearly already aroused, in anticipation: lips slightly swollen, a hint of moisture, a blush spreading across their upper bodies. As for me, I was definitely ready - I was just hoping. How the fuck?You heard the steps of feet approaching. There was a knock on the door. Fuck fuck fuck. You spun around looking for something to cover yourself. There was a stripped blue towel draped over one of the bedposts. You pulled it around yourself.“Come in,” you spoke hesitantly, not sure if it would be your voice or the voice of another. Sure, enough it was Jane’s husky tone. Somehow high and low simultaneously, like a sultry jazz singer in a smoky bar. The door drew open and Jane’s. As they journeyed North along the coastline, the hunters found many settlements of people living near the water's edge. They stopped and traded at each village that they came to, and Two would show his yellow sand to the village medicine man, and to any who fashioned points or edges, or those who knew the working of bones and antlers. Because there were so many villages along the coast, their progress was slowed. They would usually spend three or more days in each village, asking questions,. At first all grandpa wanted was to keep his cock inside of me as long as he could. He would take pills that would keep him hard for a long time and he would spend hours putting me in different positions and he would fuck me ever so slowly. He would pull his cock out of me slowly and take a slow breath in, and then he would push back in with a heavy exhale, and once he got in as far as he could go and I could feel his cock head pushing against my insides he would hump me in short thrusts without.