"Peter Turner" he replied, "I'm Rob's father." Wait there and I'll see if Gai is available" she said."If I was his parent the last thing I would be do...ng is broadcasting it"Turner looked at the woman confronting him "not that its any of your business, Rob made a bad mistake and he's paying dearly for it."Just then Bessie returned, "Gai will see you, come this way please." Peter followed her into the private lounge and met Gai."Come in Mr Turner, what can I do for you?" Miss Chen..." Gai cut him. Moan, moan, thump, thump, thump, grunt, grunt, moan, thump.The coital sounds of the male and female rutting together had been going on for hours now. Part of me was impressed at the stamina of the pair, but the other part was frustrated at yet another sleepless night.Thump, thump, thump, moan, grunt, thump, moan, moan, grunt.The noises above me built to a crescendo, the thumping of the headboard against the wall growing faster, and then slowing right down as the moans and grunting subsided.. The Chief and his warriors were taken aside to a patch of ground that was cleared of snow well away from the cave entrances while Glade, as the only one who spoke the Cave Painters' language, was treated with significantly more respect. She saw nothing more of her fellows until their eventual departure and all she knew about their confinement was what they later told her. It wasn't that they were treated badly as such. The Cave Painters were understandably wary of these crudely dressed Mammoth. She bent her head closer and pressed her lips to the firm, sleek flesh above the elastic waistband of Dawn's white cotton panties. Something about a delicious-looking girl in her underwear always captivated Laura, and Dawn was more delicious than hardly any other.Laura kissed her smooth, deeply black belly, tugging the elastic band down, down with her fingers at the same time, kissing lower, pulling the panties down and over the jutting mounds of Dawn's ass, pulling them down her gleaming black.