Prehistoric Woman Age

    Since the completion of the moat with a width of ten meters and a depth of more than three meters, the safety of the tribe has been guaranteed. At this time, it has also entered the busy autumn of hoarding prey for the winter.

    The cool breeze blows on her face, and a pink full moon hangs high in the treetops. An'er hugged her knees, sat on a flat rock on the top of the mountain, looked up at the pink moon she had never seen before, and a touch of nostalgia hit her heart.

    She remembered the first time she walked out of the dungeon, through the anti-virus mask, and saw the moon that was already filthy in the polluted sky. Under that kind of moonlight, she clings to Daddy's legs with tears in her eyes, watching Mummy's ashes being buried in the cemetery outside the mutant forest - there, the cemetery where the people who have made great contributions to the base are buried .

    It was the first time she saw the real moon, but it was the moment of saying goodbye to her favorite mother. The second time she walked out of the dungeon, it was also a bleak night. Her father's columbarium was buried together with her mother, who was buried half a year ago. Only four years old, she was helpless in the moonlight, watching her loved ones leave her one by one. Her helplessness, her hesitation, her grief... all spread under the moonlight...

    At this time, a pair of arms wrapped around her. She looked back dumbly and saw the tender but firm face of six-year-old Ruoya: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

    For this promise, Ruoya gave up the superior and comfortable expert training plan prepared for her by Uncle Ruo, and participated in the cruelest secret agent training camp behind her parents' back. After the apocalypse agent training, he became one of the best super agents in the secret service team.

     Ruoya has fulfilled her promise and has the ability to protect her. But...she traveled to this place where birds don't shit, and sighed helplessly in front of the pink moon...

    "Ann, the moon is quite bright today. Right?" A magnetic and gentle voice sounded from behind.

    An'er turned her head slightly, and showed him a poignant smile, her bright big eyes stained with melancholy.

    Abu's heart twitched, he took two steps forward, squatted in front of An'er slowly, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did something unpleasant happen?"

    Since returning from the salt mining, the tribe has been busy building houses and digging moats, An'er has been staying in the tribe, not to inspect the entry of the moat. It is to supervise the construction of houses, or to lead the women and older children in the tribe to pickle the leftover prey into jerky.

    And the hides that the tribe strips every day. Using An'er's method of tanning, it will not rot and stink in hot weather, and the fur is softer. If you wear it in winter, it must be very comfortable!

    An'er is a little busy these days. However, its position in the hearts of the tribesmen is becoming more and more stable. Even the great witch-zhuang of the Gangmani tribe recognized her as the goddess of blessing and respected her. Nana, who had troubled An'er before, has now become An'er's most loyal supporter and admirer. Who else would dare to make her unhappy?

    Lin An'er forced a smile. To Abu: "No one makes me unhappy, I'm just - homesick!"

    Homesick? Abu's face changed greatly! In his opinion, An'er's home is far away in the sky. There are so many great things out there that their tribe will probably never have. He heard An'er talk about her previous life, which was the life of an immortal, and he couldn't help worrying about gains and losses - if An'er disliked the current life and left him. After leaving the tribe, what should he do?

    Abu opened his arms. Holding An'er tightly in his arms, as if only in this way would he have a sense of security, and he would not lose her.

    "Abu? What are you doing? It hurts so much!" An'er struggled gently, but couldn't break free from Abu's iron-like arms.

    Abu's arms didn't let go, he buried his head in An'er's soft black and smooth hair, gently absorbed the fragrance from her hair, and murmured: "Ann, Don't go! Don't leave me!"

    "What? What are you talking about? Let go!" An'er's body twisted even more violently, clapping her hands **** his arms. The muscles on Abu's arms were as strong as stones, and An'er's palms turned red, but they were all right, and they didn't want to let go of her at all.

    Lin An'er's soft body struggled in Abu's embrace, her small firm chest rubbing against his arm inadvertently. The elastic buttocks touched his sensitive areas again and again. With the animal skin on Abu's waist, he set up a high tent.

    Abu's body is getting hotter and hotter, he swallowed hard, the desire between his legs...the source of desire, getting harder and more eager...

    He hoarsely whispered: "Ann, let me be your man! I will be the most powerful man in the tribe, protect you, take care of you...and ours Baby! Ann, just accept me..."

    Abu's thick breathing sprayed on An'er's ear, itching until her heart. Her petite body was held in his arms by the tall man, and a strong masculinity surrounded her. Looking up, under the hazy pink moonlight, Abu's handsome face that is so perfect that one can't pick out a single flaw, looks so charming...

    An'er felt as if she had drank the most mellow red wine, and she was dizzy.

    Abu was overjoyed when he saw that Aner had stopped struggling, thinking that she had accepted him. Almost rudely tore off the animal skin around his waist, the hideous object held its head high, like a gun ready to be fired, the round "muzzle" still trembled slightly, dropping a little or two of liquid...

    When An'er woke up from the dizziness, she found that she had been thrown down on the flat boulder. The crispy... **** are completely exposed to the moonlight.

    Suddenly, she felt a damp heat coming from the right peak of her chest, looking down, her cheeks flushed in shame: "Abu, what are you doing, get off me Come down!"

    Abu's mouth is holding the pink grapes on the top of An'er White Rabbit, his tongue is gently licking, and there is a pious worship on his face, as if the snow white is the most sacred place . His left hand also quietly climbed up another snow peak, gently twirling the vermilion fruit.

    A sense of pleasure came from the two white rabbits, An'er's body trembled gently, she felt her whole body's strength, as if she had been taken away, she never knew her body so sensitive.

    My God! Who will save her! Although she has some sense of belonging to the Atayal tribe, and although the young patriarch Abu is gaining more and more weight in her heart, she is not ready to give everything to a primitive man. She is also looking forward to the day when she can return to that world inexplicably, just like when she was wearing it, that world that has collapsed but has the affection she nostalizes.

    "Abu, no! Don't..." She thought her voice was righteous, but when she said it, she found that it was so weak. Her soft and waxy voice became the catalyst for the other party's desire.

      Frustration made her frustrated.

    "Abu, don't be like this, I..." Her soft voice and beautiful curves stimulated Abu's masculinity. His movements have become more aggressive and predatory because of the fiery demand! His hands touched her frantically, and his rough hands left red marks one after another on the front and back of her neck.

      An'er wanted to push him away, but found that her hands had no strength at all, only the shyness of refusing and welcoming.

    "Xiang, An... You are so fragrant..." Abu's eyes became more fiery. It's not that she never had contact with women before, but Nana once brought the majestic Shuangfeng close to him and expressed her affection for him. But he quickly pushed it away. The smell on the other party's body was the same as that of the warriors in the tribe. It had a pungent smell.

    An'er's skin is delicate and smooth, making his hands reluctant to remove for a moment; An'er's body exudes a faint fragrance, which smells better than the most fragrant flowers in the forest. How could his lips be willing to leave?

      So many people live in the same cave, and the woman of the tribe mates with her men, never avoiding people. He has also been here since he was a curious teenager. Naturally, like most men in the tribe, he quietly "watched" and solved the physiological problem of erection caused by peeking at other people's passion...

    "Thorn--" An'er's knee-length animal skin trousers sacrificed heroically in Abu's impatient hands. The sudden coolness on her buttocks made her grip. legs.

    In the course of action, it was inevitable to touch the "big cucumber" that was close to her, and the sensitive area rubbed against it stiffly. . She couldn't help but blushed again - oops, how could she be aroused by a primitive person? Shame!

    Abu's heavy breathing is so clear in the quiet mountain forest. He twisted his waist and crotch, letting the scorching hot objects rub against An'er's cool skin. However, the more you rub, the more you desire, the more you need relief...

    He clasped her slender waist with one hand, and couldn't help but push his hips forward...