“Come in Rick”, she said as she turned the light on. ‘Thank you’ was his only comment for he couldn’t phrase her regarding the house for it ...as very Spartan, just enough furniture and facilities to make it function. “Would ... would you like a coffee or tea?” she asked as he sat down.“Either Maud”, he replied. “Whatever is the most convenient? I drink either”. She fumbled in the small kitchen, he of course didn’t know that he was the first man to enter her home in a long time and she wanted to. My cock strains against my pants as you welcome me into the house. You bend down to pick something up and still bending over look over your shoulder as you see the outline in my pants caused by you. You stand up and ask me how you look. I tell you you look amazing n tell you to turn around so I can admire your fine rear end. You bend over and tell me to get a good look. I drop to my knees and take your ass into my hands and ask you “Is this close enough?!” I run my hands up and down your lower. 60 minutes later she was the one that was very nearly insane! She was also nearly deaf as the pounding of her heart in her head made her feel even more thick headed than the d**gs!They had taken pictures too. She had vaguely realized they were posing her and with her as it happened. As she drove home the next day she thought they had taken them as trophies. She hoped she would never see them again. She was not as definite about all of the young men though. They had awakened some inner slut that. The sacred stones had been blessed. The village was bade farewell as tradition demanded. The Mammoth Hunters could now sleep at ease confident that everything possible had been done to guard their summer home. As long as the goodness of the spirits prevailed, the village soil would welcome them back at the Spring Equinox. Every day of the southwards march was hard. Generally, progress was frustratingly slow. The travellers were weighed down with provisions. Fresh meat needed to be gathered each.