I set up the blanket and start a fire as the two of you watch the sunset. Lying on the blanket, I call you to come and join me. You and the other woma..., Monica, come into the blanket. You give me a nice big kiss as we sit there on the blanket; Monica sits next to you and kisses the back of your neck as I kiss your beautiful lips. Monica lies down between your legs. She takes two fingers into your pussy and licks it deep as we keep kissing. I tell you to get over her mouth and grind your pussy. Over an hour had passed by the time they finished the first set but it had been so enjoyable that it had felt like only minutes. Fortunately, there was still much left to be done. “Okay, I think that’s enough of that. Let’s move on to the prop shots,” instructed Brandon. “Prop shots? What sort of props is he talking about?” Jenna asked Tristan. “Oh nothing too major. Just a few small items that I trust you’ll enjoy,” he answered with a bit of a wink. Instantly, Jenna found her mind in the. Gillian had never felt passion like this before. It overwhelmed her at each lash of the whip, each thrust of Dean's cock into her cunt. And now she could feel his massive prick, swelling and throbbing with the rush of cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her ass. She came; screaming, wailing, her cunt sucking and clutching at Dean's cock, as he yelled and lurched up off the bench."Ohhh, fuck, yes!" he roared, his prick pounding up into her soft wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and. I prepared myself for the inevitable, my life given in sacrifice to their god, my blood pooling on the stone as my life drained out slowly. It was at that point that the drums stopped, the priests disappeared, the goddess's name was slowly and quietly chanted, and she arrived.The quiet of the crowd caused me to make an attempt to look and see what was going on and it was then I caught a glimpse of their goddess... or her designated priestess as it turns out, as she entered the henge for her.