The Cave Painters greeted Glade and her fellow captives more with indifference than anything resembling friendliness, although there was mild curiosit...y at their crudely stitched furs. Their hunting tools were laid down on the ground and examined with poorly disguised derision. 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. It never failed, an hour of oral and women were ready to go. Audrey’s moaning was intoxicating. Also their willingness to feel him inside her, allowed him to go crazy on her breasts. Adam loved breasts, but he knew he had to earn the right to suck her breasts. Adam nibbled Audrey’s breasts, and then bit them. Audrey just let him go to town, her nipples were sensitive but Adam earned it. Her body was responding still, and if he lasted she might even get a third albeit smaller orgasm out. “Ah, good, “ I moaned, “so good.” Suddenly, I could see Jerry watching us quietly from his corner, and an extra thrill ran from my stomach to my toes.As Alan drove into me again and again, I could feel the head of his big rod pushing deep and hard into my liquid insides. Each time he pulled back, I clenched myself around him to hold him in. Teasingly, he pulled back so the head of his cock was at the rim of my vagina and rotated his hips. I looked down at the fat length of his schlong hanging. I shut her up by smooching her even more. I slid my hand in and started rubbing, what I thought was her nipple. Soft and nice :*. “Got it!” I whispered, to which she smilingly denied. I realized it was her slip I was touching.I retracted my hand, and intelligently located the slip, and slipped my hand under it… There it was! Soft, warm and big! Fuck! How can something be so big yet so soft! I loved it. I tried to lift her kurta so I could lick her tits, slowly. I removed her kurta in one swoop..