It wasn’t that they were treated badly as such. The Cave Painters were understandably wary of these crudely dressed Mammoth hunters. Their furs were... stripped off to ensure that they weren’t hiding any weapons. Two woolly rhinoceros furs were thrown towards the now naked warriors and it was under this that they had to huddle together through the cold days and nights. They were thrown scraps of meat not much better than fed to the ragged wolves tethered to a post set not far apart from them. A. I’m done with Sylvester, that’s my husband, and everything that he stands for, in fact. And I’m moving in with my brother now. I don’t care where he lives, but I’m moving in with him. I’m gonna stay with him for the rest of my fucking life, and I don’t care what the consequences are now. I’m only keeping his wedding band long enough to fuck my own brother with it on my hand. That would be the final insult that he deserves!” Karen stage-whispered as she kissed me even harder now.“Sounds like. They were just over a c cup in size, fit wonderfully in my hand and I immediately took each nipple into my mouth as I massaged the other one. At this point my cock was at full mast, she was moaning softly, holding onto my hair as one hand kneaded her tit, one nipple was being sucked on, and my other hand began to grope her ass... I couldn't help myself, and apparently, neither could she. Without noticing she had already pulled my cock out and was stroking it to the rhythm of her moaning. I. My cock started to twitch and grow at the thought, and then I heard John say "oh shit!" and then I snapped to. They had finally realized the fact that I was standing there watching them. Katie quickly tried to cover up while John tried to hide his dick. The room was so silent you could hear Katie's spit and slobber dripping off of John's cock and hitting the floor. John was the first to speak "uh...sorry... We thought you were gone for the weekend. We hadn't seen you in a couple of days." By.