The Gods love blood sacrifice, and I would be remiss in denying them this one.The shaman sliced his arm though the air, instantly silencing the crowd.... The priestesses placed large wooden bowls between the girl’s quivering legs. The shaman turned to the crowd and shouted some words, doubtless some primitive drivel about “the blood of virgins blah, blah, blah”. Didn’t these people know that the Gods only found value in the sacrifice of those valued by the community? Grinning, I thought, We’ll. We untangled and hugged and kissed all the while Missy keeping up adialogue of what a pretty girl I was. I put the pillow under Missy'sbutt and removed his butt plug. I guided my penis inside past mypiercings. I started moving in and out and Missy started buckingagainst me. He reached up and messaged my chest and tweaked on mynipples. I started to tense up as my orgasm was arising at that pointMissy got his hands on my back and dug his nails in. As I was cominghe whispered in my ear. Helen had been in there before, and headed right for the cooler. Before she got there, the owner cleared his voice.“I’m sorry, honey, but I can’t serve you with nothing on your feet.,” he said apologetically.Helen dropped her shoulders and posed with an exaggerated frown on her lips. “I I know. I forgot,” she said and turned toward the entrance.“Oh, what the heck,” the balding man said. “There hasn’t been much business in here anyway. Go ahead and see what you want.”Helen smiled broadly, and. This went on and on and I soon lost count of the number of times I was brought to the edge. Each time, the girls were getting better and better at taking their time to bring me to the edge, and I was waiting longer and longer, almost daring myself to have them make me cum. Not only to finally have my release, but to see what punishment Ms. Connor had for naughty girls who cum without permission.Eventually they started sitting on my face as they tickled me. Without pause, I licked them. One by.