The first time

200,000 years ago a hunter walked a path somewhere in Africa, using his powerful throws in search of food to sate your appetite, when would make a discovery that would start a tradition for millennia his successors continue to this day the same ritual …

… Stealth with eyesight and agility of a beast crouched in the bushes slides his body through the brush to a clearing that opens before the cause of water, catches sight of a dam which is somewhat different from other animals that had previously married. With all your senses placed on that dam lies to carefully observe while maintaining safe distance.

His dam is the size and shape similar to him, this is within the cause of water, which will cover up to half . the body above the water hovering portion of the figure of its prey, its outline is really striking for the hunter and like to watch a warmth that can not explain.

His dam bends his body and wets her hair, which reaches to the waist, and quickly straightens an arc with her hair, which is laying off water in a semicircle above it, when your body is slightly arched back, the hunter can distinguish two curves that flow from the front of his body. They are round from the bottom up, to finish something you straight to the top and just at the point where the arc of her curves straighten these have another very start, straight and very strong bump, a little darker than the rest of its base.

Sometimes it takes up water and on those curves that caresses with some passion and very gentle circles.

The hunter feel to see that image that part of your body gets really hard and gradually becomes larger, she had never experienced such a feeling, unable to contain his long hunting spear and takes his hand to his own spear and without thinking with a spontaneous reaction begins to wag its own bump up and down, while watching the table before the show, a few seconds later lets out a wild scream that echoes in the bottom of the canyon formed by the river, while a white liquid flows . from inside

The dam listening that cry, immediately runs alongside the river just behind a stone to hide from what really terrifies.

While looking at an animal that walks upright approaches him very steadily, it trembles in panic and taking her legs screwed to reduce its size and try to hide among the stones of who approaches him. The hunter takes his prey arm with much violence and lifts without that it can resist to such a force, but to feel that delicate and soft, with a perfume of flowers as he had never felt before the hunter suddenly changes his attitude and begins to explore all forms of that species new to him. Immediately he realizes that despite the similarity are not equal, she is soft, less hair, with curves that previously observed from afar and above all lacking in his leg bulge to the hangs greatly.

Furthermore it and still with some trepidation, who studied gently caresses now, it attracts the attention a droplet that still hangs on the red tip of the hunter that she lacks. Curious stooping almost to stand against the crotch of his former attacker, and almost instinctively looking forward to trying it this liquid so tempting for her, the member who is acquiring a magnificent hardness is inserted into your mouth and enlarges notably its size, a group of fat blue lines and red flowers begin to appear around the trunk of meat, a new flavor pervades your mouth and full of joy, awkwardly at first, then with more harmony helped stir that Member his delicate hands and greedy mouth, pulling just one piece of meat from her mouth to lick, swallow a little and continue sucking.

A few minutes deposed him up and takes on a trunk of a fallen tree stale and gently deposited on, runs its curves are now pointing to the sky with his hands, her texture of those hands a little rough the extrémense whole and fill it with a beautiful feeling, almost poetic, her breathing rapidly stirred and even more when the first supports his tongue over his neck and then her sweet tits that are about to explode from the pressure he feels strongly about her nipples.

They do not know names, nor can describe with certainty that happens, but can feel an uncontrollable wild instinct to enjoy each other, to explore all parts of discovering all its aromas …

His fingers are inserted with little resistance within her cave, which is already terribly wet and seat easily. She in turn to feel his fingers inside can not resist and joined bending his body and being almost sitting on the trunk of the tree, then relax and return to its former position lying.

Now he is a little confused and it is she who takes his cock and enters within itself, when introduced to the bottom, she gives a cry of pain and small droplets agglomerated into pellets of a red liquid running down her legs . Frightened hunter is removed from inside and take away worries to think that harmed who now wants more than his own life.

But she with a sweet smile attracts again and again allows it to enter into it.

The movements happen naturally, his pulse agitated as her breathing, she occasionally biting his own lips and passing her tongue circling his mouth, his hands caressing her back and slightly rascuña your partner that mark and contoured by large muscles, filled fiber and high stiffness.

The back in a gesture of affection both passes his hand over her belly that rises and falls constantly. Suddenly she arches her back, lifting her abdomen up, then down slowly he who sees such a scene can not be previously felt that impulse, brother watched from far and encourages it to apply all his strength lot of that fluid, filling spilled inside that beautiful and barely grazed cave.

Upon retiring yet again that she sees slow liquid out of the meat Hunter with his tongue ends and extract all the nectar.

The evening is falling to the west and she sits on the slopes of Hunter, wrapping his arms around his neck and he tenderly caresses her curves coming from the back to the back of his legs, passing through the curves formed at the end of her back and tightens the stops just taking a whole side … But that’s another story.

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