the breakfast table remained untouched; after yesterday's meal, Henry didn’t want to eat either. But yesterday I never fucked, the young man said to himself and went to the voices to look for a way out.

The temple crowned a four-sided pyramid. One side with a ceremonial pedestal was turned to “Square 69” - Henry decided to give nicknames not only to girls. On the left side of the step they led to the women's chapel, where yesterday the messenger of the moon chose concubines. Right - male, which until now really could not be considered. A sturdy wooden door led to the fourth side, behind which Henry found a living room with an Arabic bed. Light and air penetrated here freely through wide triangular openings in the ceiling, as well as in the room where the brother and sister spent the night. Henry didn’t examine the lockers and shelves, went through the room. But there was a komorka, where Vfuku apparently lived. A simple bed on a man and a half, a wall completely filled with open shelves made of uncut boards. Komorka also proved to be passing. On the fourth side there was a courtyard adjacent to the temple, which was located clearly above the “69 square”, which was bordered on the right and left by stone galleries divided into niches. Each niche was a room where, instead of the fourth wall facing the courtyard, there was a translucent gauze like the ones that covered the temple windows. In the middle of the courtyard there was a stone pool, into which a stream flowed, which flowed out of a grove on the side of the courtyard opposite to the temple. Obviously, this same stream fed the lake below.

A fire was burning near the pool, and all the girls selected yesterday, along with Jessica under the guidance of Vfuku, cooked something fragrant in a giant bonfire.

Jessica taught the language, and Sosa acted as a teacher. The native showed Jessica various objects and body parts and loudly pronounced the names, and her sister repeated. The rest were busy either by paddle or by maintaining fire.

Henry approached, everyone abandoned his classes and respectfully stood in a half-bow. Only dark-skinned "Sponge O" fell to her knees. The young man looked into the cauldron - some kind of cloth, it did not smell of food and laundry - and headed for the grove, where he ran a leisurely morning toilet by the stream. He returned to the temple, sat down on the steps to observe the girls, when he suddenly heard a suspicious sound behind his back. Henry examined all the rooms — no one, but there was some sort of scuffling from the male prayer room. Carefully looked out of the doorway.

The first thing he saw in the darkened hall was a pile of arms and wicker armor, and only then a purple stain and white legs, pulled up towards the ceiling. On one of the wide steps, hollow rising to the walls, Sophie was lying on her back. One warrior sat on her chest and used the white girl's mouth, the second was kneeling a step lower and fucking her pussy, holding her legs. Men tried to maintain a single rhythm of frictions.

Henry took a step forward, was among the stone pedestals, but from here it became clearly visible how the lips of the girl clasped both members, as Sophie moaned with pleasure. So - not rape, Henry decided and began to admire threesome sex.

As Vfuku entered, the young man did not hear, the priestess moved around the temple silently, like a cat. From behind her shoulder, she smiled at what she saw, pulled the sheets from Henry, fell on her knees in front of him, and began to suck. At the same time, she was so loudly and unceremoniously champing that the warriors heard, smiled at Henry and exchanged holes in Sophie with smiles. Vfuku sucked hard, in a different setting, Henry would be outraged, but the member stood like a cast. The young man was surprised at such a reaction of his own, shrugged his shoulders and nearly lost his balance. Vfuku paused, set Henry in the stone seat. It was designed for giants, in order to touch the low back of the "messenger of the moon" had to lie back. But so the priestess's sucking lips look better. It seemed to Henry that he would finish faster than the natives, who were not in a hurry, savored Sophie, paused, changed, moved the doctor's body from side to side.

The only thing that the soldiers did not forget - there was not a single moment with the only member inside the girl. Only both, one of which is in the mouth.
Finally, they disliked the steps. The men moved Sophie to a pedestal next to Henry and broke their own rule. One sat down as far as possible and put it in Sophie's mouth, which turned out to be lying on her stomach. These details Henry has not seen. The ass of the kneeling girl was facing him. With her free hands, Sophie spreads her buttocks, unequivocally inviting her partner in the ass. Henry's climax approached, and he did not notice where the second warrior brought a bowl of butter. Kapnul himself on the penis, dripped on the anus Sophie. Surely loomed over the girl so that Henry could see everything, with a soft movement of the head of the penis pressed on the sphincter ... Penetrated ... Made a couple of shallow frictions ... And Henry's climax came. The young man closed his eyes, pouring into the mouth of the priestess, and when he opened, the native was no longer there, only sperm oozed from Sophie's ass.
The priestess rose to her feet and tasted the sperm as wine is tasted. She rinsed her mouth, held her tongue, licked her lips, allowing parts of the sperm to dry out, before swallowing, spit out a little on the palm of her hand, rubbed it.

She did not have enough light, because Vfuku passed into the room behind the altar, followed by Henry and Sophie. The doctor walked a bit in a raskoryaku, looked into the priestess's face ingratiatingly, asked something plaintively, Vfuku answered indifferently. Sophie knelt before the priestess, her face was covered with sperm, the girl licked her lips. She demonstrates willingness to Cooney, Henry guessed. But the native refused, satisfied with the sperm analysis, smiled at Henry and left.

- Everything is good? - Asked Henry, feeling awkward. Sophie continued to kneel.

- You suck too?

- Do not, - the young man was embarrassed even more.

“It's all right,” the doctor rose from her knees, “Vfuku is no longer dangerous.” Thanks to you. So, spoils the little things. Like now, for example. But we agreed ...

- In terms of? - Interrupted Henry.

- She allowed me to visit you, but to enter through the male half. Well, there ... You saw. Charter of the temple and all that. Refuse not allowed.

- So what did you agree on?

- I have to translate to you in particularly dangerous moments so that problems do not arise.

“Jess is teaching the words right now.”

- You also can not hurt.

- And what could be the problem?

- If you drop the reputation of the messengers of the Goddess, you are executed as impostors.

The young man shivered:

- Why do you need it? Sophie! BUT?

“Take me to the shower, or where are you washing yourself?” I'll tell you.

Remaining naked, they went out into the courtyard of the temple. Sophie walked in small steps in front, she spread her legs wide, sperm oozed out of her ass, ran down the inner thighs, and the girl did not want to touch each other with her legs.

Younger priestesses hung dazzling white fabric to dry. They jealously appreciated Sophie's gait, in response to Vfuku's cue, they began to smile, and everyone began to stare at Henry's member. “Two balls” said something, the other girls sprinkled. Henry saw that Sophie smiled too, but the white girl did not turn her head toward the concubines. So they went into the grove to the creek.

- I'm a doctor. You have to fertilize eight women, and I’m professionally interested in how Vfuku will achieve this.

Sophie put her hands on cold water and washed her face.

- Kompotik?

The girl snorted and stood on her feet on two stones on either side of the stream, crouched:

- Kompotik just garbage. Problems of potency, our medicine successfully solves. As a Viagra stimulator will be more powerful.

She bent down, scooped water in her palm and wet her pussy.Enchanted, Henry was silent. Had become accustomed to cold water, Sophie began to scoop vigorously and water her pubis.

- The problem has a second side. Spermogenesis. Not all sperm are suitable for conception. If you fuck several women in a row continuously, the sperm will become liquid, weak ... Well, you yourself understood everything.

Henry watched Sophie smooth her labia with her fingers and began to rinse each one thoroughly. The girl decided not to continue the story, realizing that they do not listen to her. Finished, turned to Henry booty and again bent over the stream. The young man suppressed his desire to help.

- Vfuku - High Priestess of the Temple of the Goddess of Fertility, she will have to attend to the quantity and quality of your sperm.

Henry remembered how Vfuku had just tasted it, blushed and still made a small step towards the stream. The doctor washed abundantly with water and carefully washed the sperm from the inside of the thighs. Did not have time! He thought of Henry, he wanted to offer this help to the girl doctor.

“So, if we manage to pull this trump card out of its sleeve, we will become very rich.” And you and me.

So this is what game Sophie is playing, Henry thought.

- Deal? - the girl turned to face him and held out her wet palm. Whether for a handshake, or wanting help to get out of the creek.

Drops of water ran down her pubis and legs. Henry admired them and hesitated with the answer. The girl understood his look in her own way:

- I will push the legs on the team. No problem.

Sophie squatted down and spread her hips wide - pussy opened pink.

The young man grunted and extended his hand to her.

- But Vfuku will be unhappy. Therefore - later. You first impregnate someone.

“OK,” Henry never released her hand, just shook a pinch of girl's fingers. - And Jessica?

Charming Sophie, to whom the grace of movements returned, ignored the question of her sister:

- Now the briefing. Today you have an acquaintance with Lbutu's parents. Your task is to please mother. Ohora speaks our best way to Vfuku, he will try to charm Jessica. But don't roll your lips. The legend of the messengers of the Gods is a legend, but Ochora makes all the decisions. In fact, you are his captives. And in pursuit of MC from me. Do you understand why some of your chosen ones have a headdress, while others do not have a head covered?

- Exactly! - Henry slapped his forehead, - They are married!

They left the grove, the girls cleaned the yard. "Sosa", "Nearsighted Chest" and "Plump Pubis" were covered with heads.

“So why should I slip them then?”

- Oruchi is an ancient patriarchal tribe. The will of the leader, the decision of the elders - the law. Just told to lend you a wife, then so be it. And they all obeyed. But this does not mean that civilization has not penetrated here.

They returned to the temple. Sophie sat down on the steps. I looked at a member of Henry.

- If you offend someone, hurt someone, or simply disappoint someone else's wife ... You will no longer believe in your divinity, and the consequences will be sad for everyone. And for you, and for Ohora.

Frustrated, Henry noticed that Sophie continued to admire his cock.

- And often you? Here so? Feet on command ...?

- I? - Sophie portrayed offended innocence, - Yes, for the first time! But seriously, one kid helps me in the infirmary ... I use it like a woman sometimes. Useful for complexion.

She frowned at the young man, believe it or not?

“I’m not local, it’s amazing to me that the sentinels at me in the Temple pecked.

“And how often does civilization penetrate here?” - Henry changed the subject.

- Infrequently. The nearest port is only 30 miles. Organizing regular communication for such a small distance is unprofitable. Fishermen oruchi swim there, barter trade. And in the opposite direction ... There is a law on the protection of small nations, prohibiting violating their borders. Epidemiology and all that.

- And you?

- And I - through the UN. That they lobbied for this law. Twice a year, the boat comes to me with everything you need. And that's all.

- And the connection?

- Coverage area is not here, and the arms are considered a peaceful people. Throw away my clothes, please, I have to go to work, otherwise there probably is a second pair of guards languishing in line. I'll get out here.