You look at me with a hunger I've never seen before. You bark at me to get in the back. I move to the back and lay down. It's a good thing that the...van has plenty of room in the back. You mount your soaking cunt on my face, and I attack you with my mouth. I am licking your wetness and your lips. I suck each of your lips, and then head for your clit. I can't see exactly what you're doing, but I can imagine that your licking your lips before you begin to lick my cock like it's the most. Before, I was vulnerable and no threat. As long as I let them fuck me when they wanted and was no burden on their village, my presence was tolerated by most and welcomed by some. However, I’m afraid the Chief and his huntsmen didn’t make such a favourable impression when they first encountered the Cave Painters.’ ‘They didn’t?’ ‘Not at all. In fact, if I’d not been able to speak their language they would have killed us all.’ ‘Killed you?’ ‘Well, they disposed of three of the Mammoth Hunters. I realized that it was time to actually investigate and explore some of the things I’d been thinking or talking about, but had never acted on or experienced yet. I was exhausting myself and going through way too many batteries taking care of my own business. We had corresponded for a little while, which had been an immediate turn on for me. It all seemed to fall into place and the exchanges just clicked, every word sounded just right. There were none of those “what the fuck is he talking. Maybe she was wrestling with the idea of twisting, turning, and rolling out from under, but I rested my weight on Karen, pinning her firmly on the bed.My slick bulbous cock was pressing against her asshole. I could feel it pulsating against her dark hole. One, twice, Karen began to shake her head; no, but I thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, my cock so thickly greased, that her body opened for me like no other woman's ever had. Karen knew she wanted, no, she needed a good ass fucking. My.