"Where's Fumar?" He was about to leave on the hunt with Nomat and a few other hunters before I left to get you. He had decided he was going to pay Hog...t's mating price for Kala and then claim her as his second mate."I looked at Hogat. It was as if he was a zombie. My rage continued to boil. I returned my gaze to Jonab. "Take them to your cave and get them some furs to cover them," I said, pointing to Hogat and Tola."I do not want furs. I want to wear your mating staff in my mating hole," husked. Genie squealed like a princess again, so she stuffed his panties back into his mouth.She fucked him with abandon. Each thrust deeper than the last, massaging his prostate. She snaked her hand to his front, grasping his cock with all her strength. Her hand kept time with her cock. Genie was turning all shades of colors - from blue to purple to red. "Cum, Pet. Cum!" she barked.Genie bit down on his pink panties and exploded, emptying his balls, spraying copious amounts of cum everywhere. He. She rolled over and smiled at me. "Hmmm... good morning," she said as she stretched."Yes," I said. "It is a good morning. But I have some bad news. I have to get up and get going. I have a golf game at nine." Would you like me to fix you some breakfast? Or coffee?" she asked."No, you just go back to sleep. I'll grab my clothes and let myself out," I said.She didn't argue, but watched me as I put my clothes on. I kissed her and left.My mind pondered the previous couple of days' events as I drove. Their few meetings had been very casual. What she did know was that Rummy seemed to have eyes only for Doris. That meant that Helen could either wear something scandalous and get away with it or dress like a bag lady and not be noticed. Except by Doris and everyone else. She chose a mid-thigh skirt and a loose, button-front blouse.When they had all arrived at the agreed-on Indian restaurant off Old Brompton Road, Doris wore a short, tight dress with a deeply scooped neckline. There was no doubt.