Jaq takes the dick.

As they continued their intense tongue-play, Jaq grabbed the satyr by the horns as the goat-headed one pulled his knees upwards and led him down onto the grass. Their hard erect cocks rubbed against each other, the satyr's massive black length easily doubling Jaq's in size. Jaq did not mind. He was a god, after all, far from the trouble and angst any human male would feel when confronted by such a massive phallus. To the contrary, Jaq's arousal grew white-hot inside his loins when he watched the satyr's veiny wood grind against his skin-toned shaft and pinkish head.

"What a beautiful beast. Oh please, let me lick it.", Jaq begged, for it aroused him to be the bottom toy of this muscly cryptid for a change.

The satyr nodded with a snort: "You like that, pink boy?", and crawled unto Jaq's chest, letting his length bounce against Jaq's face.

The god started licking around the satyr's pink head, dipping his tongue underneath the foreskin and circling around the bevel. The satyr moaned loudly in his warped, goat-like voice, joining the moans and groans of all the fucking pairs nearby. There was no shame, no embarrassment whatsoever. Jaq enjoyed the wild sex standards of the pagan worshipers and creatures. There would be no stopping until their bodies caved in tonight. Entranced by his arousal, Jaq grabbed the satyr's ass tightly and **** the heavy cock down his throat, making him groan intensely. That's when the satyr knew he wasn't doing it with a human, as only a god could take that length and not **** on it.