'Well he aint fucking going anywhere near her the dirty bitch'she said and pulled her husband away while telling him what the guy had just said.Natali... was now on number 3,again bareback and still Dave was just sat in the car saying nothing.The car was rocking with the motion of his wife and stranger number 3 fucking right there in front of him.'Is your husband some sort of mug then?' said the guy with her.'No.he just does as he's told'she saidAnother couple had wandered over to the car to see. She had seen some men who ejaculated less semen than this when they orgasmed, but this was just Mobu’s pre-ejaculatory liquid!As Giselle played with his member, Mobu was twitching and writhing. “Oh you white woman, what are you doing to me? You had drained me, but now I feel my testicles must be filling up with semen yet again. Will you force me to ejaculate yet again?”“We will see, Mobu, we will see!” smiled Giselle. “Your African semen is mine, all mine, and you are going to have to satisfy. And what were they doing now, what was this thing they were bringing forth, this strange idol twice as tall as a man, ancient and fetid in appearance, hammered together from the bones and antlers of animals? What grotesque figure was it meant to encharacter, and why did they show such obeisance to it?Unlacing my fingers from Celia’s I pushed through the crowd, ignoring their alarmed stares, and when I was outside the circle I ran from the clearing and the orchard and those strange words that. Because it was a place capable of supporting the size of an orchestra and still have space, there were almost three times as many people in the room as at the beginning.From where Lucas was standing, he couldn’t see, but his senses told him that outside the room there were even more people.What’s happening?One person caught Lucas’ attention immediately in the crowd, Violette. She was at the forefront of the crowd and for some reason, her expression was really weird.Lucas couldn’t quite.