I bucked against Helen's rear, gave her nipples one final twist and filled her rectum with my cum.I jumped as the whip bit into my backside.I had used...the pieces of rope Helen had so unselfishly provided to tie her to the four corners of our double bed. How could I ignore her offer to be our sex object? I had laid her out on the bed, spread-eagled, with very little freedom of movement, her magnificent body available to my every wish. It was enough to make me believe in miracles.I had finally. Dale couldn’t hear what she said.“Really?” said Kathryn. Alison whispered more. Kathryn looked down at Batman on the floor stripping the tape from her ankles.“Uh-huh,” said Kathryn. Batman finished and stood up, put the paring knife on the kitchen island. More whispering. “Oh, yeah, definitely,” Kathryn smiled.Alison said to Batman, “Show her.”Batman looked over at his partner standing off to the side, who shrugged. “It’s up to you,” said his partner.Batman made a half-turn and leaned back. It was a subject they'd already discussed. Only half the village was now composed of people from their tribe. Most of the men were River People and Cave Painters, and they were good hunters. Those who were not Mammoth Hunters were unlikely to elect to abandon the security of the mountain valleys and rivers of the south for the mammoth steppes in the north. There were quite different hunting skills required to fell a mammoth or indeed the other large animals common in the northern plains such as. We had invited various parents to join us. We’d carefully crafted the invitations to state ‘for a day or two’, closing off, we hoped, longer stays but keeping us in good stead with our parents.The peak occupancy time was Christmas Eve, Christmas, and the day after – Boxing Day. We simultaneously had Joan’s parents, my parents, my late-wife’s widowed mother, and Marjorie’s divorced single father with us – six new bodies to add to our seven.We put the large air mattress on the floor of the master.